<?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-19382032</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:43:34.323-07:00</updated><category term='.'/><title type='text'>lies...My Facade</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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>182</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382032.post-7688618172824755870</id><published>2007-08-31T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T05:58:25.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ihavepurplehair.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MOVED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-7688618172824755870?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7688618172824755870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=7688618172824755870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7688618172824755870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7688618172824755870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/08/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-9149596815063595779</id><published>2007-07-15T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T06:28:27.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please note: THIS IS A RANT POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGFOMGOMG. sasunaru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies and goes to heaven*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosplay today: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" hhey why're you grabbing sasuke's ass!"&lt;br /&gt;said naruto to itachi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*itachi glares at the blonde*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" his ass is mine!" the loud mouth continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyone's jaw in the crowds DROPS. and like. FALLS OFF*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blatant shounenai much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cue do-it-again-yaoi-fangirl cheering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. and you know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT THEM TO POSE FOR US! like. ALMOST KISSING omgomgomg. i can die in peace(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-9149596815063595779?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9149596815063595779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=9149596815063595779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/9149596815063595779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/9149596815063595779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/07/please-note-this-is-rant-post.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2859261593295236101</id><published>2007-06-18T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T17:58:05.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just had the.... strangest dream. EVER. i seriously  doubt it's a refelction of the thoughts my conscious mind made: I DO NOT THINK OF SUCH WEIRD THINGS. PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, anyway the dreams fading fast DOZO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of WITCHES like. the traditional type. LONG CROOKED NOSE, BIG TOO, WITH A WART ONNIT, FACE THE COLOUR OF NAUSEATING GREEN, SHE WORE A GIANT BLACK SUNHAT WITH A POINTED TOP, AND A BIG BACK CLOAK. but! she was very kind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for some reason, i was chasing her, on a broomstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it also involved fat policemen hooked on donuts. like. those you see in cartoons?&lt;br /&gt;and he chased her in a policecar, but i chased her on a broomstick. apparently i knew how to fly. and then we arrived at the witches guild. and there was a HUGE pit in it just FILLED and CRAWLING with snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the poiceman wanted to know how to fly on a broom stick.&lt;br /&gt;and we said(i remember this SO DARNED CLeArLY): "thrust!"   -.- yes sounds soooo wrong. &lt;br /&gt;be he didn't know how, he didn't seem to posses very good psycho-motor skills. and so both of us kicked the brush of the broomstick. and off he went flying into the air above the snake infested pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not long after he face began to change, and markings started to emerge on his face. you knoe the types you see in the kabuki theatre? yeah. freaaky. they were all purple and maroon-ish. &gt;&lt; and then he changed into a snake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i'd found out from a random passerby that he'd changed into a BLACK ADDER.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;*sweatdrop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. it would seem that the witch neglected to tell him that only witches would use broomsticks, for if normal humans did, they would turn into... uh... familiars. ( i think that's what they call it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we desperately tried to get him out of the pit as we scrambled towards it roughly grabbing at any snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR SOME ASININE REASON, i saw... SAMUEl there. like. siao cow samuel from KINDERGARDEN. and he was catching snakes. like everyone around the pit [ when they appeared, i have nooo idea at all]and he caught a snake which turned into a stack of NEWSPAPERS after it was out of the pit.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and we knew it was the policeman. taking it from samuel after sayng hello, we [i don't know who we consisted of either, there was a guy with me but i ttly cldn't see his face]proceeded to go back to.... eh shit i can't rememer either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo when we'd gotten out of the witch's guild and we were heading for the ESCALATOR -.- i distinctly remember it looking like THE ENTRANCE TO THE MRT DIRECTLY OUTSIDE MY CHURCH. wtc?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... damn weird right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since there were two escapee snakes on it, i rode on the handlerails. and jumped off from the second step to avoid collision with the snake below me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ran off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's really all i remember. i don't know WHY i was chasing the witch, nor who was with me at the guild. or... anything at all really. cept' the last bits of this slowly evanescing dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... will someone interpret this thing for me. or was it just my overactive imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the whole thing lasted 2 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;briefly recall waking up at 630 in the morning and drunkenly walking towards my parents' study to the sneak in a couple of hours of computer time before discovering my dad was already there -.- then i headed back to my room. and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i'm still wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why SAMUEL of all people. ahahahs. weiird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2859261593295236101?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2859261593295236101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2859261593295236101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2859261593295236101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2859261593295236101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-had.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-128139463022705978</id><published>2007-06-17T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:05:23.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIN IS CRYING! like! n*insertsob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crying! cos of some 30 yr old obaasan! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care. DIE BITCHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rushes off to watch anego*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-128139463022705978?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/128139463022705978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=128139463022705978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/128139463022705978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/128139463022705978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/06/omg-omgomgomgomgomg.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2177177838800812490</id><published>2007-06-08T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T02:20:49.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOMEONE.ANYONE. SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. the camp is STIFLING. i could DIE in there. the fucking internet connection at home is DOWN. i can't log on. i can't read ffs. i can't do ANY THING AT ALL. whatthefuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, just handed in a whole essay ont he cask of amontillado. -.= hard shit.&lt;br /&gt;and realised sz's classmate is in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HIS ESSAYS ARE HELLUVA LOT BETTER THAN MINE. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. ri prefect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo.&lt;br /&gt;life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;and so now i will indulge in some fanfiction.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cue sheepish smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2177177838800812490?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2177177838800812490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2177177838800812490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2177177838800812490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2177177838800812490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/06/someone.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4865001269604874544</id><published>2007-06-03T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:32:12.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. i'm in hwa chong now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; there's like. SO MUCH HOMEWORK. i'm finally done. everyone in class is... stoned and unresponsive. myself included. *cue sheepish smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james is going off to play SOCCER and everyone else is having FUN! while i slave away on my writing assignments. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. at least there're working comps to use(: heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii'm not alone though! for today and tomorro esther dear SUFFERS! like me. she has physics. muahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch kinda... sucked. i had to sneak off to the canteen to buy snickers. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalals. off to read something else. tata-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4865001269604874544?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4865001269604874544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4865001269604874544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4865001269604874544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4865001269604874544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/06/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3414329359047260516</id><published>2007-05-30T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T04:02:45.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so... i was watching tv just now, and i heard this... advert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sthsthsth XIAN DAN CHAO REN sthsth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was promoting the dvd release of Ultraman. you know that reaaaallly retarded looking  oversized dood who's supposed to save the word from towering dinosaurs that look like they're made outta paper marche? yeah that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, his chinese name is XIAN DAN CHAO REN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which would literally translate into: SALTED-EGG-SUPER-MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT.THE.FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas. i nearly crapped myself laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtfwtfwtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. life has been boring this week. I WAAN GO OUT ON SUNDAYYY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALAS! fate has other plans. i have a fucking prent-teacher-student meeting or the stupid EPGY thingum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. off to sulk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3414329359047260516?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3414329359047260516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3414329359047260516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3414329359047260516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3414329359047260516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/so.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3819239445235698875</id><published>2007-05-28T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T01:42:50.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... I'M BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FUCKING BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've watched Pirates Twice.    -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT a good idea. i fell asleep curled up on my seat &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eheh. so did anthony. graaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boredboredbored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a new phone as well -.- bloody screen's cracked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANNA GO FOR THE DAMNED CAMP! howhowhowhowhowhowhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone save meee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaiah's LOOLOO THE PIG! ahahahahs our cg had to do some skit about success for Oasis. &lt;br /&gt;our brains weren't functioning on sunday. so everyone stoned and every idea that came was corny and lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOLOO THE PIG! isaiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIMI THE CAT!   theo. [WAHAHAHAHS HE'S THIS HUGE.... THING.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCRAMBLE &amp; FRIED the CHICKEN DUO. ESTY n TIFF. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMOUS AMOS THE BLOODY COW.  timkoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOLLY WOOLIER AND WOOLIEST.  ABIGAIL SARAH AND SHARON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOT THE DOG. joel. ahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTHONY THE HORSE!   anthony(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEK THE SPIDER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEEEEE! ahahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds like charlotte's web doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" eek. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me think of some plot!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3819239445235698875?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3819239445235698875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3819239445235698875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3819239445235698875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3819239445235698875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3992624565685789877</id><published>2007-05-26T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T08:13:54.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm blogging at 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawwr. i'm SHAGGED like. TIRED shagged, not... ugh THAT kind of shagged. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from the family photoshoot thingum. ahahas. the make up artist made me look.... &gt;&lt; stupid and disgusting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like some some. some. doll. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm never going back there ever again. not on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pics came out weird. eeesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh ohwell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the LAST DAY OF SCHOOOOL! ahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught POTC and it was GREAT. the whole cinema sniggered when chow went: welcome to Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody bummers in there had mushrooms growing on their backs. wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;but it was cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ending was... sad.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH. jack sparrow's FATHER made an appearance. they looked... exactly the same. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out the witch woman was a goddess in disguise. interesting eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~ ate Northeern Indian Cuisine for dinner today. at NINE -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youc an imagine how FULL i am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while waiting for the food to digest i'm hunting for TENIMYU SLASH! wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakurada doori is playing echizan in DREAM LIVE 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KANATAxDOORI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to read(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3992624565685789877?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3992624565685789877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3992624565685789877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3992624565685789877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3992624565685789877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-blogging-at-11.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-7496187320520609948</id><published>2007-05-21T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T03:04:13.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel SOOOOOOO... stupid -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dark lane i have to walk down from my house EVERY SINGLE DAY to the busstop is DAMN FREAKY. it's dark[duh.] the trees that line the road are all twiggish, there's NOTHING ON THE ROAD. only the occasional empty car &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i was walking... and then i stopped to adjust my pinafore, while my head was still slightly bent, as i had to look down, i heard the distinct clicking of a bicycle. you know the sound those ols style bicycles with really really thin wheels make? that clicking sound of the gears against the pedal levers? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;that realisation must've been buried under all my fear... prolly six feet under. cos i SCREAMED when i looked up -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old uncle on the bike gave me a weird look. WHAAAT THE FUCK LA CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grawwr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will STOP watching horror movies. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waitwait- scratch that. i'll watch more. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST FINISHED THE STUPID PHYSICS PT DRAFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stupid. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-7496187320520609948?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7496187320520609948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=7496187320520609948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7496187320520609948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7496187320520609948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-feel-sooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3874988010321887785</id><published>2007-05-17T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T19:13:51.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYGOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can finally blog -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking parents banned m internet access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit la can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much has happened! ORA was fun and uber retarded... and i can't remember blog worthy events. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came all the going outs till 8 pm at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! we're going for a sleepover at Leanna's today too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i intend to stay till 2 am(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i can't sleepover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b!tch. grawwr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. when i can finally blog i have nothing to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3874988010321887785?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3874988010321887785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3874988010321887785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3874988010321887785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3874988010321887785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/ohmygod.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2148440609015518656</id><published>2007-05-10T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T18:32:41.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" I'M AN ISLAND! BUT YOU'RE AN OCEAN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. funny song i was dancing to this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes ago(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't able to blog yesterday, DAMNED INTERNET SCREW-UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY OF THE EXAMSSSS! WHOOOO HOO! wahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ri just had their BIO paper(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalals. went out to PAR-TAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; okay maybe not. but we had loads of funfunfun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vic loke said BIlly Bombers. so BB's it was. and he headed down to heeren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and JUST AS WE WERE ABOUT TO GO IN, I SAW ALLAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[no not allen ben -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the OTHER one. the one that looks like a lil boy! ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, he was serving our table &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;craaaaap. i didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it WOULD be pretty embarrassing right. meh so throughout the WHOLE meal i was tyring to shield my face from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[see? i'm soooo nice.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. lunch was AWESOME. ahahs i love my honey stung chicken thingum. AND THE HONEY MUSTARD! RAWWWR damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to CINE to get ticket for 200 POUND beauty. it was at FOUR TWENTY FIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a glance at my phone told me it was: TWO THIRTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whaaathefug. so we bummed around for the next... two hours. ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL of us covered our uniforms with HUMONGOUS JACKETS! to get into the arcade(: &lt;br /&gt;wahhah. worked. but i think the aunty was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. came out after awhile.... House of The Dead got boring. and bumped intoo.... KRYSTAL AND SOPHIA! whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were watching the SAAME movie as US! wahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went up to MISE... went WAS NOT OPEN -.- darned shop is perpetually closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vic and erik spent *insert time* playing some retarded game while anna and i just well, chatted. about stuff. like how all her cousins looked like this other cousin's harem when he hogged the rocking chair during chinese new year and everyone stood around him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" you there! *points at MALE cousin* you look lie his gay boytoy! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah. alas! MY family gatherings sucks ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalals. STILL HAPPY! ahahahahs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up math though. like. BIG TIME &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonnadiei'mgonnadiei'mgonnadieeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. I'M STILL HIGH! HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2148440609015518656?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2148440609015518656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2148440609015518656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2148440609015518656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2148440609015518656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-island-but-youre-ocean-hah.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-9176677883607491316</id><published>2007-05-09T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T05:04:39.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY LEFT HAND SMELLS LIKE FAMOUS AMOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. i'm high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. hysteria's setting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my math is SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;and it's DOUBLE WEIGHTAGE. MFSOB.&lt;br /&gt;graaahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i still have my cookie smelling hand... &lt;br /&gt;and... aiba in a furcoat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*proceeds to dance to Thnks Fr Th Mmrs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... it's a good song okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-9176677883607491316?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9176677883607491316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=9176677883607491316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/9176677883607491316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/9176677883607491316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-left-hand-smells-like-famous-amos.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3788511861816308553</id><published>2007-05-08T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T06:22:20.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was WEIIIIRD. like. WEEEIIIRDDD. WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;W.E.I--- you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after getting back from watching RJ's SYF performance, i settled down to study. and well yeah failed. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to watch: DELIGAKU.&lt;br /&gt;Delicious Gakuin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as there were NO SUBS, i didn't get a THING. and so was left to HURH?! my way through the entire episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i suppose it's okay. cos... AIBA HIROKI IN A FUR COAT IS INNIT!&lt;br /&gt;wahahhaahahhahahahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"UTSUKUSHI KU NAI!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it means: that's not beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;mehh. his character has some 'everything-has-to-be-beautiful' fetish.&lt;br /&gt;but still. AIBA IN A FUR COAT!&lt;br /&gt;WAIII. ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! came the internet failure. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;headed upstairs to finish watching&lt;br /&gt;i like you because i like you&lt;br /&gt;... the actual japanese name of the anime is UBBBER long. and i simple can't be bothered to recall the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. it was DAMNNN confusing. like.&lt;br /&gt;okay. so he develops a split personality.&lt;br /&gt;... okkayyy. so the that femmy mom-standin worked fr this uber uke looking bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;OHHMYGAWWWD. the pinkhaired one is a bad guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... conclusion:  WHATHEFUG?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dont' get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but owell the two gays get their happy ending(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baaahh hafta study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3788511861816308553?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3788511861816308553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3788511861816308553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3788511861816308553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3788511861816308553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-was-weiiiird_08.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-9120865146373819158</id><published>2007-05-08T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T06:22:11.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was WEIIIIRD. like. WEEEIIIRDDD. WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;W.E.I--- you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after getting back from watching RJ's SYF performance, i settled down to study. and well yeah failed. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to watch: DELIGAKU.&lt;br /&gt;Delicious Gakuin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as there were NO SUBS, i didn't get a THING. and so was left to HURH?! my way through the entire episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i suppose it's okay. cos... AIBA HIROKI IN A FUR COAT IS INNIT!&lt;br /&gt;wahahhaahahhahahahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"UTSUKUSHI KU NAI!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it means: that's not beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;mehh. his character has some 'everything-has-to-be-beautiful' fetish.&lt;br /&gt;but still. AIBA IN A FUR COAT!&lt;br /&gt;WAIII. ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! came the internet failure. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;headed upstairs to finish watching&lt;br /&gt;i like you because i like you&lt;br /&gt;... the actual japanese name of the anime is UBBBER long. and i simple can't be bothered to recall the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. it was DAMNNN confusing. like.&lt;br /&gt;okay. so he develops a split personality.&lt;br /&gt;... okkayyy. so the that femmy mom-standin worked fr this uber uke looking bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;OHHMYGAWWWD. the pinkhaired one is a bad guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... conclusion:  WHATHEFUG?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dont' get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but owell the two gays get their happy ending(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baaahh hafta study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-9120865146373819158?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9120865146373819158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=9120865146373819158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/9120865146373819158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/9120865146373819158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-was-weiiiird.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-8324246081514097340</id><published>2007-05-06T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T04:43:16.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... aaand. [cotinuation of previous post... on the same day]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL SOMEONE EXPLAIN TO ME WHATHEFUG THE BOKURA NO LOVESTORY PV WAS ABOUT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't fuggin' get it! &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-8324246081514097340?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8324246081514097340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=8324246081514097340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8324246081514097340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8324246081514097340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4939589567903764424</id><published>2007-05-06T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T04:40:31.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAY LONGSWORTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. word of the day.&lt;br /&gt;... name actually, but ah. minor technicality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor dear had to live with that... name all his life! he didn't change it, wellm certainly not when he wrote his book ' The Unquiet Dead '. ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumit pointed it out at Long John Silver's heh. i hadn't noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church was okay i suppose, studied BIO throughout the sermon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ run run the sky is falling shikaye is studying! *gasps* ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... very funny blitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ in case you haven't noticed, i'm SCHIZO! and Blitch is my muse. say hello dearie. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church had brunch at BK's... adn coincidentally realised: JOASH TALKS A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... uh. don't tell him i said that. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like he shot his mouth off and everyone was just well, noddding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scaaary. maybe he was suffering from withdrawal. ahwell. isaiah has competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anthony was UUBER NICE okay he gave me notes(:&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYY&lt;br /&gt;ahash three cheers for anthony, estyboo and amith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOGOGO.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahs. i love them. platonically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... i went for a pedi! cos well, going home would be DUMB, i wouldn't be studying anyway [this post is proof.]. and i did some weirdo footspa thingum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN COLD. she painted my leg greenish with this UBER COLD substance froze me butt off for the next 15 minutes &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the whole 11am worship gang came cos esty had to pass me my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;... I WAS ONLY HAVING A PEDI! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalals. went home after chit-chatting a lil'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalasl. SHALL GO SHOPPING WITH ERIK N PHIAK ON MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;THEN WATCH PIRATES NEXT NEXT WEEK WITH SU-JIN!&lt;br /&gt;OH, AND SPIDEY THREE NEXT SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next to start saving  &gt;&lt; darnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auntie alice was swooning over the 'hawt angmoh guy ' who asked her where he could go clubbing in singapore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.= dumb question. the only place remotely worth going is ministry of sound.&lt;br /&gt;the local clubbing scene SAAAHRKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand. she won 12 bucks from mahjong.... played in 10 cents. hahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny shizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auntie alice is the &gt;60 yrd old shop keeper of the gothic-punk shop i frequent btw.&lt;br /&gt;ever the 18-@-heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4939589567903764424?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4939589567903764424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4939589567903764424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4939589567903764424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4939589567903764424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/gay-longsworth-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-6832297861701505136</id><published>2007-05-05T05:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T05:33:01.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalas. BOUGHT A BAG TODAYYYY(:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's BIG. and BLACK. and it's NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS! wahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyxxors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm high on serotonin, ate like. NINE pieaces of chocolate, each cost approx. $2.&lt;br /&gt;oh how i spoil myself(: hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese today was SLACK. did some shit on .... the chinese classic, red-storey-dream.&lt;br /&gt;yeah my literal translation. sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. we tried [keyword being: TRIED] to study at LIDO [od all places -.=] yesterday. .... not very successful. heh. got sidetracked by stuff like. STARBUCKS. KAT-TUN. DONG BANG. etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. i'm trying veryveryvery hard to mug fo bio, but as our teacher sucks and hasnt taught us a THING, i have to resort to getting notes from friend in DIFFERENT SCHOOLS.&lt;br /&gt;like mg, ac, ri, ETC. sigh. i lead a VERYVERYVERY sad life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh pity me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...still high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE J'AIMES! [name of choc shop(:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-6832297861701505136?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6832297861701505136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=6832297861701505136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6832297861701505136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6832297861701505136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/lalalas_05.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-1904378354839297624</id><published>2007-05-05T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T05:32:52.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalas. BOUGHT A BAG TODAYYYY(:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's BIG. and BLACK. and it's NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS! wahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyxxors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm high on serotonin, ate like. NINE pieaces of chocolate, each cost approx. $2.&lt;br /&gt;oh how i spoil myself(: hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese today was SLACK. did some shit on .... the chinese classic, red-storey-dream.&lt;br /&gt;yeah my literal translation. sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. we tried [keyword being: TRIED] to study at LIDO [od all places -.=] yesterday. .... not very successful. heh. got sidetracked by stuff like. STARBUCKS. KAT-TUN. DONG BANG. etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. i'm trying veryveryvery hard to mug fo bio, but as our teacher sucks and hasnt taught us a THING, i have to resort to getting notes from friend in DIFFERENT SCHOOLS.&lt;br /&gt;like mg, ac, ri, ETC. sigh. i lead a VERYVERYVERY sad life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh pity me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...still high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE J'AIMES! [name of choc shop(:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-1904378354839297624?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1904378354839297624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=1904378354839297624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1904378354839297624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1904378354839297624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/lalalas.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3848438135702735924</id><published>2007-05-02T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T07:19:58.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" Of BOBOS, FUFUS, and other Shockingly INSIPID Revelations. "&lt;br /&gt;how the hell that phrase got stuck in my head i have NO CLUE.at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYY we've both apologised... less tension (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rc claims she'd called me a fucker. hmm. don't reall even hearing that. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. i'm prolly numb to any form of name-calling aleady. dispensable petulance. meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and umm. scratch that last post.&lt;br /&gt;sauvignon blanc is WAAAY better(: Irish Stout has NO KICK. whatsoever. grawwr. white wine however, is sweet and is high in alchohol! wahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should try it some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. studying is hard shizz. can't seem to focus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAWWR. wish me luck(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3848438135702735924?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3848438135702735924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3848438135702735924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3848438135702735924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3848438135702735924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/of-bobos-fufus-and-other-shockingly.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-6430861028261959976</id><published>2007-05-01T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T03:14:33.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shikkie has decided.&lt;br /&gt;she likes Irish Stout(:&lt;br /&gt;it's... nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shikkie's decided to go vegetarian for the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KANATAWOAINI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how pointless was that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-6430861028261959976?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6430861028261959976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=6430861028261959976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6430861028261959976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6430861028261959976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/05/shikkie-has-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3918857187826732793</id><published>2007-04-30T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T03:41:41.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel horrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we went to play badminton.&lt;br /&gt;...actually rc went, bo and i stoned. i had math to finish.&lt;br /&gt;rc's phone starting ringing, i picked it up: she was still playing.&lt;br /&gt;told tim to come.&lt;br /&gt;hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few minutes later, she charges towards me and tears her way throught the heap pf bags on the floor and begins accusing me of reading her messages. and no, is was NOT the friendly kind. she looked vengeful. WHAT THE FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;of course i retaliated. duh.&lt;br /&gt;so i called her a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... she ran off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does she think I'M not hurting?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how would you feel if a good friend of yours decides to jeopardise your friendship over a PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;of course you retaliate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i'm to tired to care.&lt;br /&gt;and i still feel horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3918857187826732793?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3918857187826732793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3918857187826732793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3918857187826732793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3918857187826732793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-feel-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-1777339018422944366</id><published>2007-04-29T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T07:54:29.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It’s never occurred to me how therapeutic warm water on your forehead feels.&lt;br /&gt;It really is very relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;Like when emotions are just this tangled up ball of …. Stuff inside your cranium and you dribble warm soapy bathwater in a thin stream on your forehead, the feelings melt through the floor of your head and evaporate.&lt;br /&gt;Just finished the Gillian Flynn book I’d borrowed yesterday. Wonderfully horrific, of you get what I mean(:&lt;br /&gt;Psycho attention-whorish stepsisters.too-needy mothers.too much money.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna need more books like that.&lt;br /&gt;Her debut novel’s actually good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had village today(: ahahs THEY HAVE NICE CREPES! Whee. Dribbled in chocolate custard. Mmm. Then celebrated mom’s bday at tommy romas. -.= that place is getting old.&lt;br /&gt;Owell. I WORE MY NEW SUSPENDERS TODAY. WAHAHAS.cuuute Strawberry House thing. $30! Reaaaaly cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Lalalas.got to know a at high guy in… dance. Ahahahahahahs. I still find it laughable.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Too tired to type anymore. Nites(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-1777339018422944366?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1777339018422944366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=1777339018422944366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1777339018422944366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1777339018422944366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-never-occurred-to-me-how.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-1778908503790788488</id><published>2007-04-27T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T05:36:20.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have come to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is utterly meaningless. especially when people are stupid and there is absofuckinglutely nothing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, marriage is hopeless, every pair would eventually come to a dead end. the only love that's everlasting is from God, that much i believe.&lt;br /&gt;good books are few and far between. i don't have my takoyaki machine yet. [for some stupid reason i've decided that i'll get myself one when i grow up] i own a really crappy computer, and i have a pmsey dad. i'm not doing very well in school i have to get back to swimming again. and dammit i need more cash -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. oh cynism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, i suppose photowhoring and being an emokid will suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my 2.4 improved by &gt;one minute(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have decided to wear the darned gothic lolita blouse i bought millenia ago tomorrow to jiang.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-reading good fanfiction. sigh. i have no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mother's signed me up for some retarded writing course at hwa chong.&lt;br /&gt;gross much? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone give me cyanide NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-1778908503790788488?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1778908503790788488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=1778908503790788488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1778908503790788488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1778908503790788488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-come-to-conclusion.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2659277435507721241</id><published>2007-04-26T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T07:17:52.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shikkie has reached a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most guys are super despo and paedophillic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used the UBER ACT CUTE pic of us photowhoring and decided to ask a few guys questions.&lt;br /&gt;results have shown that they responded a total of like. seven whole minutes faster.&lt;br /&gt;MYGAWD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how gross is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who know i'm talking about you. cao sorry. can't help it if i'm disgusted by bastards like...you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just. ugh. gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2659277435507721241?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2659277435507721241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2659277435507721241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2659277435507721241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2659277435507721241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/shikkie-has-reached-conclusion.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4007802113000442865</id><published>2007-04-25T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:57:15.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PHOTOWHORING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. my life is THAT boring. and mundane. the highlight of today was photowhoring after&lt;br /&gt;pft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 58 for sit n reach!&lt;br /&gt;which.... really sucked.   &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. ruicit hinks i'm ahlian. under the advert for empty pepsi was:&lt;br /&gt;iee lurbb euu nehhxs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNGxGmo8DoI/Ri9U3uRWffI/AAAAAAAAAB8/60Jqtyq96Dk/s1600-h/fixed18a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNGxGmo8DoI/Ri9U3uRWffI/AAAAAAAAAB8/60Jqtyq96Dk/s320/fixed18a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057354222850702834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAU. grawwr. wanna strangle her. &lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. BO WAS SO FRIGGIN' AMUSING. ahahhahaas.&lt;br /&gt;sir bostamford boraffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTFWTFWTFWTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WK said i looked.... vvvv young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAH. unbotoxed okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ so i like photowhoring. sue me.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M JEALOUS OF RC'S CAM. GRAWWWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4007802113000442865?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4007802113000442865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4007802113000442865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4007802113000442865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4007802113000442865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/photowhoring-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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/_jNGxGmo8DoI/Ri9U3uRWffI/AAAAAAAAAB8/60Jqtyq96Dk/s72-c/fixed18a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382032.post-3319629827323363978</id><published>2007-04-24T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T16:00:34.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYGOD. like.OH MY GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT... GOLD WITH HONOURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOLD.... WITH FRICKIN' HONOURS!!!&lt;br /&gt;wtfwtfwtf. i'm super high right now.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KO MATSUSHITA STOOD UP TO CLAP FOR US AND HE WENT BRAVO BRAVOBRAVO OMYTIANOHMYTIANOHMYTIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even hear what erik's saying right now about yaoi. I"M SOO HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;HAH. IN YOUR FACE TOH BAN SHING YOU OVERGROWN POSEUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even think coherently. blehhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU PATCHES(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLD.... WITH HONOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oho h . and i was like. TWO CM FROM KO MATSUSHITA OKAY. *swoooons.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahah. i have his email tooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes. be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. too high(: tata-.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3319629827323363978?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3319629827323363978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3319629827323363978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3319629827323363978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3319629827323363978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/ohmygod.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-6032463517256723647</id><published>2007-04-20T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T05:11:42.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SYF IS ON TUEDAYYYYY. baaah &gt;&lt; worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bo's afraid she'll get kicked off, she hasn't recovered from her sore throat yet. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apaprently toh ban shing kicked of like. manymanymany people from the ri choir cos of their sore throats. suckayyy. ohwelll. their luck(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll be practice AGAIN tomorrow from 1-4 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" choir is dominating your life! bwahahahah"&lt;br /&gt;from erika. sigh. indeed.&lt;br /&gt;indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell i haven't finished bio pt yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lead a sucky life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a veryveryveryvery sucky life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; tata-.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-6032463517256723647?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6032463517256723647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=6032463517256723647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6032463517256723647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6032463517256723647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/syf-is-on-tuedayyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-51090702467324375</id><published>2007-04-16T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T01:30:12.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAAAAHHHH mustblogmustblogmustblogmustblog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late today, and decided to... PON school(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortch, my dad offered to fecth me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had no valid excuse &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO... i ran after the bus, and went PAST school(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahs. changed in far east. had breakfast at YAKUN and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAW A FUGGIN' TEACHERRRRR grahhhh. i think he KINDA recognised me &gt;&lt; die la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then went to the POLYCLINIC! heh. to get an MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuggin' queue was NEVR ENDING i spent like. THREE HOURS at that god forsaken place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. i got my mc. wahahahs. rawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went back to KINO! and called everyone on my phone list. to have lunch with me. unfortunately, my phone ran outta batt and i don't know who called back so... yeah. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought new flats. black n white wheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... MAIN PART OF TODAY'S POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw TOO MANY people that i actually know today. waaay too freaky.&lt;br /&gt;and it wasn't even at orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw Daniel Ong. you know.... the umm radio DJ? yeah he was having a HAARD time lugging all those taka bags ahahs. wanted to ask for a picture but didn't think he'd appreciate it... judging from the weight of those shopping bags.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON the bus ride home, i saw... MUMBLY GUY!... erhh. not MY mumbly guy, MJ's mumbly guy. at the stop i usually changed buses at, saw him sitting there looking stoned [ like he always does ] so out of spontaneous insanity, i waved. he scanned the bus, then looked back at me. he jaw dropped. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHSH WTFWTFWTFWTFWWTFWTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and waved back(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL. AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHAHAHAHS. i can't stop lafffinnngg.&lt;br /&gt;shall bother him on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a FEW stop later, i saw... LYD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frantically began knocking on the glass of the bus but she was too engrossed in her book &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel SOOO unloved.&lt;br /&gt;that, and the jc dood behind me must've thought i was maad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i think i am, but well, no one else has to know right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ihatepolyclinics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, I HATE HAVEING NO INTERNET ACCESS grawwrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit. will someone start some petition to help poor n lil ole me get back my internet accessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pwease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. tata-.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-51090702467324375?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/51090702467324375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=51090702467324375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/51090702467324375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/51090702467324375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/baaaahhhh-mustblogmustblogmustblogmustb.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3955842006394005219</id><published>2007-04-12T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T04:58:59.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random outburst of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" HOW COULD YOU FANGIRL.... HET COUPLES! :"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*holds hand to forehead.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER ERIKA -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ oh oh i just realised. the makeup artiste who did my makeup was ERIKA(:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3955842006394005219?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3955842006394005219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3955842006394005219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3955842006394005219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3955842006394005219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/random-outburst-of-day-how-could-you.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-7847968104682923166</id><published>2007-04-12T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T04:56:45.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalas. today was a dreary day. &lt;br /&gt;left for school feeling like. well, shit.&lt;br /&gt;don't know why. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guiqi: if fiona catches me eating this arh, i tell you i die la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-why is she so afraid of fiona.-  *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guiqi: WAH. this chilli DAMN shiok leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawls. yes indeed the chillli fir the nasi lemak from stall... 6[i think] i VERY GOOD(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i was going for choir today i steered clear of the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" eh shikaye! " came yvonne.&lt;br /&gt;" join us leh quick! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhhuh. what's going onnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make up lesson! you not free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : -.- to heck with choir, i'm feeling depressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LEAVES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy me volunteered as i was toooooo lazy to do my own makeup, and the shiseido lady did it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAME OUT LOOKING LIKE SOME FUGLY ANNA SUI MODEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATHEFUG. UGHHHHHH. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do ALLLL the makeup artistes give me.... UBER BRIGHT and such FUCKING GIRLY colours?!?!?!?!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna keeeel myself. grah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the makeup session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dragged into the world of choir politics*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apaprently, person A badmouthed person B for something person A wasn't even involved in.&lt;br /&gt;nosey much?&lt;br /&gt;owell. person A used to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;now she's just this fugly bitch who thinks she's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to being a girl.it SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i suppose it's better than having a dick(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOGOGO boeyy. we know you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're STEEEL now.    -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-7847968104682923166?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7847968104682923166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=7847968104682923166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7847968104682923166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7847968104682923166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/lalalas_12.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3724622448138830207</id><published>2007-04-11T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T05:01:51.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's " LET'S-ALL-START-USING-THE-WORD-SELFEXPLANATORY" week! for some. VERYVERYVERYVERY odd reason, i keep hearing it EVERYWHERE! on mtv: utt. in school: Miss regina lee, ruici, MYSELF, jill lowe. PLUSPLUSPLUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahas. PRINTING RAMPAGEEEE&lt;br /&gt;shikkie officially &lt;3s the school library! not because i'm an nerd luh, it's cos... THEY HAVE FRIGGIN' COLORED LASER PRINTERS! bwahahahahah. lalals. printing on transparencies is funfunfun. made this... BISHIE wallpaper. and theis BAKANISHI wallpaper. and i PRINTED THEM OUT IN FULL COLOUR! *swooooons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahah. oh, that and vincentvalentine &amp; ZOMBIE LOAN wallpapers! whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my homework file is... BISHIE FILLED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the social graces course today was.... amusing to say the least. jill lowe had this japanese/hokkien/chinese kindoff an accent. and she was very open. which was GOOD. heh. but we had to stay till FIVE. grawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm in deep shit. tang lao shi's gonna call me mum. friggin' bitch. hope she dies. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;owell. shldn't waste brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna die earlier than i am anyway(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..... BACK TO BISHIE-PICTURE-SCOUTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3724622448138830207?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3724622448138830207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3724622448138830207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3724622448138830207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3724622448138830207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-lets-all-start-using-word.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3774749782020710396</id><published>2007-04-10T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T06:27:55.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala. spent the whole evening PRINTING!&lt;br /&gt;rampaged my mom's office's laser printer. heh.&lt;br /&gt;so now i have &gt;10 tranparencies with BISHIES on them wahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;iRAWK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I GOT PAST THE AUDITIONS FOR SYF! yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downside: now we HAVE to wear that FUGLY OMG-I-WOULDN'T-BE-SEEN-DEAD-IN-THAT costume -.-&lt;br /&gt;who the HELL designed that shit. i will slaughter that person with my barehands. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. printed out the WHOLE 'When You Own The Universe' story(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;159 pages long. insane ain't i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3774749782020710396?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3774749782020710396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3774749782020710396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3774749782020710396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3774749782020710396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-6966592955996143714</id><published>2007-04-06T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T06:21:14.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalas. Chris Daughtry's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's Not Over&lt;/span&gt; is GOOOD. ahahs. he has an awesome voice. the lyrics kinda suck though. OWELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER KNEW BISHAN HAD TAKOPACHI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--uh oh. i hear ruici shouting: WHY YOU PANG SEI ME HUH HUH?!?!-&lt;br /&gt;AHAH. i knew it. she just wants the songgg wahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. shall be evil(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bugis todayy after having Carls' Jr. lalalas. vivo is BOORING SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;esther FINALLY got her school bag! whee. some 69 [AHEM! xP] thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Bishan. i wanted to go to the library: FUGGIN CLOSED GAHHHH. WTHWTHWTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home. blehhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER KNEW WILK WAS FROM ACSI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-6966592955996143714?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6966592955996143714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=6966592955996143714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6966592955996143714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6966592955996143714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/lalalas.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4718753607590200418</id><published>2007-04-04T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T02:49:16.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't feel so good today &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head feels like it's about to implode. ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A HUG! rawrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4718753607590200418?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4718753607590200418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4718753607590200418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4718753607590200418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4718753607590200418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-feel-so-good-today-my-head-feels.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3212238849829944419</id><published>2007-04-03T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T06:54:07.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't posted in a while. hmm. BUSYYYY.  grawrh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhooo. we tried playing the capt spud prank on LPPL. he blew up in my face. -.-&lt;br /&gt;so then i didn't talk for the rest of the lesson. and he looked guilty when he left. &lt;br /&gt;AHAH. IN YOUR FACE STUPID! bear the guilt for the rest of your pathetic existence. HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw him during choir break then he was like: " eh, why you still in school "&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes* " choir " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and walked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYY. I DIDN'T EVEN GREEEEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second most amusing thing of today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MUAH CHEE JOKE SESSION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leanna was being XXX-tra crappy today and we were talking about all the dumb shit we did on SIMS 2 [like how bunneh trapped the grim reaper in this structure] AHHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so leanna was like :' eh dyou know the muah chee and pau joke? '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rc + me: ' 0.o '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' once upone a time there wa sa pau and a muah chee and they hated each other. so one day the pau decided to end it all and pushed the muah chee into the sea. ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' WHAAAAT?!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' you don't get it? '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'DUH. NO.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*continues random SIMS 2 escapades.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 mins later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ohoh another joke!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rc + me ' -.- ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leanna " there was once this couple, te guy had to leave for the army and so at the train station he told his gf, wait for me here after 5 yrs 5 mths 5 hours nd wer the ring. I LOVE YOU! so after the aofrementioned period of time, he came back, only to find that his gf wasn't there. as his scedule had been pushed back, she had thrown the ring into the sea in a paroxysm of vexation. contemplating suicide, the young man went to the sea, entertaining thoughts of suicide. and when he looked down into the calm blue waters of the sea. guess what he saw" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" uh, the ring?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" no la! the muah chee! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATHEFUG! ahahahs we brust into peels of laughter. and spen tthe WHOLE session laughing till ur stomachs hurt when someone went : MUAH CHEE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHCHEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3212238849829944419?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3212238849829944419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3212238849829944419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3212238849829944419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3212238849829944419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/havent-posted-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3528488175885174179</id><published>2007-04-01T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T08:40:49.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had to do a solo for 11 am today, i think i screwed up majorly. &gt;&lt; I TTLY FORGOT THE LYRICS CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after worship uncle reuben came and said i did a great job. &lt;br /&gt;even though it was prolly out of courtesy, i still feel better. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mom found out cos APPARENATLY uncle steven seow sms-ed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how fast news like that travels. i am thoroughly amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought: i just realised i have more YAYAYAH vids than kat-tun/jin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATHEFUG! this is FREAAAAKY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hikaru is... fugly &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg sleep(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3528488175885174179?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3528488175885174179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3528488175885174179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3528488175885174179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3528488175885174179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/had-to-do-solo-for-11-am-today-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-636503552076032259</id><published>2007-04-01T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T04:41:27.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>someone ward me into the Aurora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHH.  INSTITUTION FOR THE CRIMINALLY INSANE. exactly what i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt for... angry today for some reason. maybe the NUMBER TWENTY THREE really is a curse. hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried mutilating my phone today. and failed. tooka ll the anger out on the poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; sorry phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i really feel like killing someone.&lt;br /&gt;like feeling blood on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;like feeling the satisfaction of a job well done; the power to end someone's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know!&lt;br /&gt;UGHH. i neeed MORE ORIGINAL FICS. dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata-. off to kill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-636503552076032259?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/636503552076032259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=636503552076032259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/636503552076032259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/636503552076032259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/04/someone-ward-me-into-aurora.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3711494720371357686</id><published>2007-03-30T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T03:52:18.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't blogged in two days. GRAHH. &lt;br /&gt;ponned choir today to do the effing LIT PT thingum -.- whaturf.&lt;br /&gt;since our theme is Life and Death [ yesyes EXPECTED. whatever-] erika and i stayed back after school to make the anthology more... fancy. heh. added doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the funny MEE SUA thing for lunch todayy! OYSTER MEE SUA -.- not too bad la. but i'd take kfc over that anyday(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm all sweaty and stinky from my 5km run! BLEHHS. i saw my dad  on the way home. HE WAS JUST STARTING!xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel gross. like, sweat is DRIPPING from my ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ oh oh and i caught this guy staring at me from his dad's car. yayy! i'm weird enough to be stared at(: i didn't even have to pu ton the gothic shit to scare himm! xP ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buaiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd that was ahlian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3711494720371357686?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3711494720371357686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3711494720371357686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3711494720371357686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3711494720371357686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/havent-blogged-in-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5064612564411762765</id><published>2007-03-25T04:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T04:05:23.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY'S WORSHIP TURNED OUT OKAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least everyone sang. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SISTA was nice enough to buy CHIPS! for cg. he had toddlers after yf. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then after cg amelia helped me out with my eyeliner! she drew it on really neatly  lalals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out she worked at the shu uemura [WTF I WANNA GO TOO.] make up counter parttime! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then while we were waiting for i-say-uh i went to pick up BOEYY ahahs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she cam un a &lt;br /&gt;dundundundun. SKIRT. like. zomg. YAYY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch at KFC's ... i felt like puking -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we left to watch MR BEAN at like. BISHAN. [i strongly opposed as i wante dto go KINO again! but being the nice girl that i was, i help back. hah.&lt;br /&gt;so we ended up watching. TMNT. like WTFUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' remind me again why i'm watching talking turtles '&lt;br /&gt;' i'm questionning my sanity again. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. SIGH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esther and i decided to sneak into ANOTHER theatre [hopefully an NC16 screening one] halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;yes the bloody movie was THAT BORING. and in a valiant attempt to get our money's worth, we decided to watch ANOTHER MOVIEEE. whee.&lt;br /&gt;we ended up watching 'STOMP THE YARD' which we had THOUGHT was a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;the plot SUCKS. MAJOR. ASS.&lt;br /&gt;someone got killed cos they danced. freakishly. -.-&lt;br /&gt;the actors and actresses were all.. fugly.&lt;br /&gt;grarrh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH. WE LEFT BO ALONE WITH ISAIAH! ahahahas. i'm SUCH a good friend(:&lt;br /&gt;[she asked me for his number after i got home. wahah. SEE.]&lt;br /&gt;she thinks jaren is jealous. YAYY. YOU GO GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho.&lt;br /&gt;after we left the theatre, this freakky but kinda cute guy stared at me(:&lt;br /&gt;he had tonnes'a piercings. and was handing out brochures. &lt;br /&gt;lalalas. that's the second time a freaky person's stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean it's. flattering. [KINDA.] but like. it's scary too. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TC! ahahs. LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE TC. &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5064612564411762765?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5064612564411762765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5064612564411762765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5064612564411762765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5064612564411762765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/todays-worship-turned-out-okay-at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2280557040509933004</id><published>2007-03-25T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T03:55:55.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was HECTIC.&lt;br /&gt;VERYVERYVERYVERY hectic -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for choir in the morning. woke up at FIVE FRIGGIN' THIRTY AM. rawrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;then rushed off for choir cos i woke up at 6 instead -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then miss LOO decided we had to do PT,, which btw is VERYVERYVERYVERY slack. i mean. DUH choir.&lt;br /&gt;so we ran to rounds and did thirty sit ups. and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU KNOW WHAT. we warmed up in ONE EXCERCISE ONLY. and we hit like. HIGH E. and like DAMN LOW B.&lt;br /&gt;wtf. i SOOO wanna do PT before choir(: wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;spent three hours doing PITCHING alone. for itsuki. we were all horrendously off pitch on friday &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, i'm not so screwed up now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then left early for chinese tuition at arnd 11.&lt;br /&gt;and since boey KINDA wanted to pon i told lisa we had to go for YOGA LESSONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHS. i think she was really focused on singing so she just went " unn. okay. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. ... YOGA. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got sidetracked along the way... and bought.... JAPANESE MAGS! wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;there's this UBER CUTE pic of KANATA HONGO INNIT OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;shit i'm turning ditzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. tuition was fun(: hahas. then went for REHEARSAL! with ESTHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rehearsals kinda... sucked &gt;&lt; cos we were all tired. and our vocal chords were like. DYING. especially cindy's sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we left for JESS's house for bible study. an she went ON and ON and ONNNNN about this 'cute guy' whom she saw at this flea market.&lt;br /&gt;[ GAHH DAMMIT SHE GOES TO ALL THE DAMN CHEAP FLEA MARKETS CAN! ]&lt;br /&gt;and the WHOLE NIGHT all she said was ' omg he's damn hawt '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-we looked at her and sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then esty n i decided we would pay the flea market a visit sometime soon(: &lt;br /&gt;i'm SERIOUSLY BUDGETING. grarrh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got home at like. 1215! grrr. and bathed and stayed up reading my 50 dollahs worth of jap mags. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ta. [sat's post.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2280557040509933004?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2280557040509933004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2280557040509933004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2280557040509933004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2280557040509933004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-was-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-6928576568906367332</id><published>2007-03-22T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T06:54:12.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>found out some interesting shit today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOCOMICHI HAYAMI plays Tsucchiya Hikaru in GoKUSEN.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes the tall n tan dood. with a fan. &lt;br /&gt;realised he's the type of person who only has ONE hawt look -.-&lt;br /&gt;owell. he's still cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KANATA HONGO plays Ryouma in POT Cinepuri.&lt;br /&gt;rarrrrh. he has the whole emo thingum going. and he looks... our age. when he's actually 17. like. woah. &lt;br /&gt;ahahas. OWELL. &lt;br /&gt;EMO DOODS ARE CUTE(:&lt;br /&gt;okay. not all. but hhey he's got some nice hairstyles.&lt;br /&gt;his ears are a lil on the protrudish side though. &lt;br /&gt;who cares. bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and i found somemore ShiroAi fics today&lt;br /&gt;whee. &lt;br /&gt;SHIBA YUUKI &lt;3! FOREVERR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go aibacchi. wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling a lil down today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-6928576568906367332?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6928576568906367332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=6928576568906367332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6928576568906367332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6928576568906367332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/found-out-some-interesting-shit-today.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-776768374521892978</id><published>2007-03-21T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T06:41:27.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE most AMUSING thing happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... okay, so maybe it wasn't AMUSING when it happened... it was more 'OMFG-WE-ARE-SO-DEAD' kinda SCARY, but you'll see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Kampong Glam excursion was very much expected: BORING, RETARDED, REDUNDANT - in other words STUPID. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when the trip FINALLY ended, we decided to treat ourselves for being responsible little girls and we ate out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there we were at cine, Maestro Bistro i think. and we started ordering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the waiters are waitresses took UBER LONG to serve, [ am i that short. -.-] and when the food finally got here Erik had ALREADY dug in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think the food redeemed them. pretty good steak if i do say so myself, BUT it think the chef should stick to WELL DONE. the medium rare was... so-so.&lt;br /&gt;the pasta was good though, ahahs. springy and sweet(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there we were, talking when the waitress came with the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prior to that, we'd already kinda tallied the costs and we were relieved to find that WE HAD ENOUGH TO PAY. phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER. when the bill came, it was FUGGIN' EXPENSIVE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WHOLE SEVEN DOLLARS MORE. WHATTHEFUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' WHATHEFUG IS UP WITH THEIR GST?! '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH- we TOTALLY FREAKED OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the STUPIDEST THINGW WAS: WE WERE ONLY THREE DOLLARS SHORT!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the waitress saw our horrified expressions, she went: &lt;br /&gt;" i'll come back later? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so frantically we began calling everyone on our contact list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" hello? *insertname* where're you now? dyou think you could help me?" &lt;br /&gt;" i'm at home right now, what happened?"&lt;br /&gt;" oh. umm. nevermindthen thanks"&lt;br /&gt;" no seriously, what happened. "&lt;br /&gt;" umm i kinda need help but never mind "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so FIFTY-FCUKING PHONE calls later, we decided: we;ll just... TELL THEM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after A WHOLE HOUR of freaking out, we awaited judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the manager went: oh, never mind la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0 WE COULD'VE SAVED TIME. GAHHHHHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but honestly, if we didn't overreact, we wouldn't have given off that whole... 'please-don't-kill-us' vibe. owell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked to the MRT station LAFFING. like. minor adrenaline rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahs. i couldn't stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were both thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' THIS IS SO FREAKIN' SURREAL. like. IT ONLY HAPPENS IN MOVIES DOOD! &lt;br /&gt;*CONTINUES TO LAUGH*'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe that happened to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh! AHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i think my heart was still going a mile-a-minute when we boarded the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a HUGH relief like. zOMG i could DIE HAPPY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the highness has worn off somewhat. but still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm SUPER GRATEFUL TO THAT MANAGER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou SOOOO MUCHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 MAESTRO BISTRO MANAGER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erika’s Version of The Incident.&lt;br /&gt;Victims describe experience as ‘Surreal and totally unexpected’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like whoa?! That did not just happen. I mean, the frickin chances of it actually happening are like one in a frickin gajillion (copyrighted Erika) and it’s totally movie-esque. Seriously. It happened in EuroTrip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then that happened in Paris and they totally skipped out on paying the bill, which might’ve been the smart and streetwise thing to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course I (and Shi Kaye both) have a conscience so we were GOOD HONEST LEGAL CHILDREN who just had A BIT OF trouble with monetary issues so paid what we could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the manager was nice enough to say it was okay but we feel bad so we shall go back and repay the debt we owe (to society?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s also kind of　超恥しい because like who the hell is unlucky enough for this kind of mishap. Well, turns out I am (and Shi Kaye). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the food was okay, and the lousy service was redeemed by the nice ManagerDude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, who charges 7 bucks for bloody GST anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*meh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we return to Happy Tree Friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-776768374521892978?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/776768374521892978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=776768374521892978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/776768374521892978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/776768374521892978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/most-amusing-thing-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2021876801239571518</id><published>2007-03-20T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T02:43:35.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was DULLDULLDULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- i woke up at eight. i was SUPPOSED to be in school at... EIGHT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can guess what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed off to school without my phone. GRAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deprived of entertainment for a whole DAY. in DISCOVERY CENTRE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's bloody stupid, that place. there NOTHING to do there, 'Little George' who really ISN'T so little is well. retarded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erik had the urge to go 'WHASAAAAP' at the thingum. she did, actually. it just didn't reply. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, [ i just checked my phone ] i have four threatening messages from erika and 6 missed calls. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;  IF I HAVE TO SUFFER THROUGH THIS SHIT ALONE [with meijia] SO DO YOU."&lt;br /&gt;i feel so loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the LOTR chalkboard today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i will resist the urge to make comment on how Gimli is 'just the right height'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the parodies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Aragon, toss me! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"uh. are you sure this is the time to be doing this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"duh. hurry up! toss me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i don't think you you in that way..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" NO YOU FREAK, toss me on top of the orcs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Legolas = THE LAY OF MIRKWOOD. HAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to finish the poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2021876801239571518?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2021876801239571518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2021876801239571518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2021876801239571518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2021876801239571518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-dulldulldull.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3828964570020013801</id><published>2007-03-19T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T05:24:06.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was... okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were all packed into one TINY ava room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too stuffy, too hot, and waaaay to boring. we watched 'My Fair Lady' starring Audrey Hepburn. the play itself wasn't so bad, but i'm still cursing the twisted mind who even wrote the bleeding thing to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE BLOODY ENDS UP WITH THE STINKY OLD GEEZER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whathefug. UGGGH. just the THOUGHT of it sent CHILLS down my spine. and by CHILLS i meant CHILLS in a TOO HOT and TOO STUFFY room... AND goosebumps erupting all over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROSS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, her cockney accent was quite good considering she's AMERICAN. so. KUDOS to miss hepburn(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found the 'MOVE YOUR BLOOMIN' ARSE PART' quite enjoyable. it was so funny seeing her try converse with the 'aristocrats'. ahahs you should watch it.... just. not the paedophillic ending. that part is just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that Erik n i went to catch Blood and Chocolate; some werewolve movie from the producers of Underworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing fantastic. but it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's MILES away from Underworld: partially cos there're ABSOLUTELY NO GOODLOOKING BLOODSUCKERS IN THERE. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth dood. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we parted ways and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irrelevent: as the BOTH of us are fg-ing Teppei Koike, at this point in our lives we are EXTRA-SENSITIVE to everything and ANYTHING that might have ANYTHING to do with him(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... today on the busride home, i saw this guy on ANOTHER bus who looked like WENTZ.&lt;br /&gt;fumbled for my phone. then i realised: my cam sucks -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAHHHHHHH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. i clawed forlornly at the glass window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope discovery centre tomorrow gets better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;3tc(x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3828964570020013801?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3828964570020013801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3828964570020013801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3828964570020013801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3828964570020013801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-7641133530750202641</id><published>2007-03-17T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T03:30:03.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" 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;&lt;br /&gt;whatthefug was that you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's avril lavigne's new song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what the despo title is: I WANNA BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL WENT WRONG.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's turned into a friggin DESPO.... THING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" if you don't have the words then DON'T SING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-well said sumit. we all agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh. what's the world turning into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised teppei koike is in Gokusen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy am i slow. lalalas. shall go on a gokusen marathon. wahahhaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erik's passing the vcds to me on monday- YAYYYYY-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this vid on youtube [recommended by sq] of a guy who pianicised Fall Out Boy's DANNCE DANCE zOMG it was DAMNNN NICE. like. graaah. NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dl-ed the scores and i am attempting to learn them now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keyword: ATTEMPTING. in other words, i am failing miserably. eeek. still on the first page. one out of FIVE&lt;br /&gt;grahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-7641133530750202641?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7641133530750202641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=7641133530750202641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7641133530750202641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7641133530750202641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-hey-you-you-i-dont-like-your.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3135009658835188526</id><published>2007-03-15T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T07:20:21.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAYY ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished a skin today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not my best but i'm using it cos the art's CUTE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo sasuke. ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. going to play badminton tmr. rc says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" pwn their asses tmr. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols. we shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOORING DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate Ben n Jerry's chocolate fudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how utterly GAY the fight scene between Kadaj/Sephiroth and Cloud was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and what about this planet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"well, that would depend on you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- is it just me or did that sound like some psychotic ex-lover trying to force him back into a relationship with her by putting current gf's life on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you're just an avatar; an empty shell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" well, you were like that once!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- oh. jealousy is a powerful motivator -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i will NEVER be only a memory."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sephi. hnn. makes you wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we go TOGETHER"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-common phrase. but still. sounds very homo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;" you know you're infatuated when you see it everywhere [ahemyaoiahem]"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3135009658835188526?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3135009658835188526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3135009658835188526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3135009658835188526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3135009658835188526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/yayy-me.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-7740860811379334652</id><published>2007-03-14T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T03:39:09.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i can see why final fantasy i scalled finalFANTASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ no not the FINAL part... still don't get it. the FANTASY part. yeah uh.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'RE A HELL LOTTA BISHIES IN THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee. just finished watching the FF VII i bought on impulse. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. shall proceed to muse over the characters  ahembishiesahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in alphabetical order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOUD&lt;br /&gt;-hunkalicious &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KADAJ&lt;br /&gt;-megalofem &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RENO&lt;br /&gt;-redhead[eheh.] &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VINCENT VALENTINE!&lt;br /&gt;-i-can-disappear-in-crimsonswirls &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh.... that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs. VINCENTVALENTINE!  yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erik has a TATOO of him. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burns with jealousy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. CLOUD AND KADAJ FOREVERRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sephiroth can bloody go n die.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what. doesn't really matter cos they're all fantasies.. [ahem.] and i have tc who's real and here; living and breathing. so that's really all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;eu te amos dood(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-7740860811379334652?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7740860811379334652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=7740860811379334652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7740860811379334652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7740860811379334652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-think-i-can-see-why-final-fantasy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2485302174416073711</id><published>2007-03-14T03:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T03:08:24.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAHH. tc's stm is... CONTAGIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to forget stuff. guh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the granny syndrome... also commonly referred to as 'stm' is a highly dangerous syndrome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is. CONTAGIOUS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victims often find themselves wondering what they were going to say next. &lt;br /&gt;[how that sentence is supposed to make sense i do NOT know] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if males all oevr singapore start forgtetting their lines on vday. &lt;br /&gt;the birth rate in singapore would DRASTICALLY decrease!&lt;br /&gt;leaving us with nect to NO 'human resource' as PM Lee likes to put it and thus JEOPARDIZING the future of our WHOLE NATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cannot allow this parasite to continue proliferating. ... if you could call it ... proliferation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN ANYCASE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it MUST BE STOPPED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was funfunfun ponned choir to play badminton.&lt;br /&gt; the bloody court was POORLY VENTILATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. poverty-just-hit-a-new-low kinda POOR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one could just DROWN in her own sweat in there. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank gawd i brought a change of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jon had KEWL SHOES like. REDnBLACK! wheeee.     *swoons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ i realised norman lost his bifocals.... *shockhorror*  yes it's true.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then went to mac's for... 'lunch'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too friggin early for it to be ANY meal... but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read organism. WHEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we headed over to MJ's and watched SAW III. apparently, youthful amanda becomes infatuated with the genius of an old geezer. &lt;br /&gt;and gets SUPREMELY jealous when he told this pretty and kinda. vacuous doctor he loved her when he was ABOUT to die.&lt;br /&gt;it TURNS OUT. he was TESTING HER!  if she could suceed him or not. &lt;br /&gt;guess how it turned out!  [ it's a tragedy btw.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. yes she dies. evil bitch anyway. won't be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the story is... forgettable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when MJ had to leave for smo we went to RC's! and played with her TMchinchillas for a while, &lt;br /&gt;before heading down to play badminton. which really sucked. cos like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BLEEDING SUN WAS SO DARNED BRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after jon left rc n i started doing cartwheeels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the sun started settinga and it had this... kinda overcast sky thingum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nostalgic it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got all emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. rc got heat rash. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i left and wandered around in the rain. then went ot j8 to stone. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalal caugth LAGUNA BEACH TODAY wheee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ALEADY the winter formal time of the year &gt;&lt; it's gonan END SOOON&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granted in this season all the gus are ttl losers n they SUCK [cept for chase.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss rocky n tessa! &gt;&lt; like. rocky is SO entertaining. especially when she fights with alex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. and maybe even kyndra. ultimate b!tch. but she has her zomg-i-love-you-for-being-so-darned-retarded moments.&lt;br /&gt;but still. SEASON TWO ROCKED MORE. ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEAM KRISTIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to BO b!tch about fiona. ahwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't we all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2485302174416073711?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2485302174416073711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2485302174416073711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2485302174416073711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2485302174416073711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/gahh.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-7520495853484043182</id><published>2007-03-12T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T09:37:18.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>midnight blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;midnight laundry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie marathon ended at like. 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home at like. 11.15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did laundry at like. 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHH. wtf. screwed up la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. THE MARATHON yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHAIK looked SOOO UBER CUTE in her lolita dress! ahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs ESPECIALLY with her bonnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erik passed me Organism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YES it is... DAMN NICE. wahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take that MJ you're not gonna get it till... NEXT WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwell. gtg collect the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamgirls actually wasn't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-7520495853484043182?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7520495853484043182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=7520495853484043182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7520495853484043182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7520495853484043182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/midnight-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5292078998574061170</id><published>2007-03-11T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T04:36:12.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'VE PAINTED MY SNEAKERSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were originally bought for school, but they kinda. sucked. and i bought my nike pair anyway so i decided to PAINT THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's BLACK with like. plants tendril thimgums onnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the left shoes has KAY3 onnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all honesty, they SUCK. but since it's my first pair, i wore them to church anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ FINALLY CONFESSED TO RYAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shock.horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the DUMBEST thing is, she doens't even know if HE feels the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.T.F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr. i felt like strangling her when she came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, he DID mention that he wouldn't mind going into a relationship with her BUT he couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird way of saying no, but owell. it's all up to her. ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atta girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOUUU-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing more to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... THERE'S CHOIR EVERY FRICKIN' DAY OF THE WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;GRAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5292078998574061170?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5292078998574061170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5292078998574061170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5292078998574061170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5292078998574061170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/ive-painted-my-sneakersssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5299364508659031842</id><published>2007-03-09T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T04:33:21.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf blogger is FRIGGIN SCREWED today. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got back our math paper today and... i PASSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three marks short of 4.0 though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHH DAMN YOU LPPL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- i hope Mr Tan DITCHES you for SEAH YU HONG. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the evils of gay math teachers. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swim carn was a HUGE INFERNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that it was HOT AS HELLLLLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid natasha just HAAAAD to spot us. we then ahd to go down to join hse comm. WHATT THE HEEELLLLL. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lunch pretty much made up for it. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SALMON IN SAUCE WAS LIKE. AHHHHHHHHH. REALLYREALLYREALLY GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished my salad n baked fish. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can too cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;traded songs with rc the whole evening. trying the decided which one we wanna do for... TEACHER'S DAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faaar faar away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.= no. not nickelback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ah. anywho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from P!NK to DIGITAL LOVE. [LAWL.] to EMINEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still can't decide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWWRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ I SCONFESSING TOMORROW! I HAVEEE TO BUY A CAMCORDER FOR THIS.... APOCALYPTAL[hnn wrong word. gah whatever.] MOMENT. hahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5299364508659031842?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5299364508659031842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5299364508659031842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5299364508659031842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5299364508659031842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/wtf-blogger-is-friggin-screwed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-1126451039059941303</id><published>2007-03-08T04:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T04:24:09.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger is SCREWED UP today.    -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM! lalala. no mroe exams for this term xP YAYYYYY- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit turned out okay(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did the early purges, some who had only studied the city of orange trees did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; i pity them. that poem is HELLA HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la.la.la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought STITCH from popular today. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEE. I NOW HAVE A SCHOOL SOFTTOY!   xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was really..... serial drama typish. i was called to the GO as Mrs Prama wanted to talk to me about the thefts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, it's cos i sit near the door -.-   WHAAAAAT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm just really thankful i'm not a suspect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was all :" those two girls have something to hide."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. woah. DETECTIVEcomplex much?   -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. good luck teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat in the HOT SUN today for god knows how long. GRAHH. DAMN YOU MR BEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;javelin today was ubbbberrrr stupid. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! i got to go home earlier. cos i kinda... fibbed.   xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you fault me for doing so?  &gt;&lt;   NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to prepare tomorrow's BENTO picnic! wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bringing the UNAGI n TEMPURA fish fillets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. erik's bringing the salmon and soba... WITH TERRIYAKI SAUCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and the rest are just free loading.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. eating less is GOOOOD. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe the hols are like. NEXT WEEK. in a moment of insanity i went :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" OMG?! THE HOLS ARE NEXT WEEK?! YAYYYYYY-  *proceeds to bounce around like a mad kid* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received stares from everyone on the field.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still. YAYY! wahahah. is shall over indulge n go out to watch movies EVERYDAYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phiak's school has this movie marathon thingum going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 - 10 ON MONDAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee. i'm SOOOOOO GOING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what we're gonna watch on sunday. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. too happy to care. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-1126451039059941303?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1126451039059941303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=1126451039059941303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1126451039059941303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1126451039059941303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/blogger-is-screwed-up-today_08.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-191545215665161901</id><published>2007-03-08T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T04:24:05.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger is SCREWED UP today.    -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM! lalala. no mroe exams for this term xP YAYYYYY- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit turned out okay(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did the early purges, some who had only studied the city of orange trees did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; i pity them. that poem is HELLA HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la.la.la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought STITCH from popular today. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEE. I NOW HAVE A SCHOOL SOFTTOY!   xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was really..... serial drama typish. i was called to the GO as Mrs Prama wanted to talk to me about the thefts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, it's cos i sit near the door -.-   WHAAAAAT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm just really thankful i'm not a suspect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was all :" those two girls have something to hide."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. woah. DETECTIVEcomplex much?   -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. good luck teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat in the HOT SUN today for god knows how long. GRAHH. DAMN YOU MR BEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;javelin today was ubbbberrrr stupid. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! i got to go home earlier. cos i kinda... fibbed.   xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you fault me for doing so?  &gt;&lt;   NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to prepare tomorrow's BENTO picnic! wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bringing the UNAGI n TEMPURA fish fillets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. erik's bringing the salmon and soba... WITH TERRIYAKI SAUCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and the rest are just free loading.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. eating less is GOOOOD. (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe the hols are like. NEXT WEEK. in a moment of insanity i went :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" OMG?! THE HOLS ARE NEXT WEEK?! YAYYYYYY-  *proceeds to bounce around like a mad kid* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received stares from everyone on the field.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still. YAYY! wahahah. is shall over indulge n go out to watch movies EVERYDAYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phiak's school has this movie marathon thingum going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 - 10 ON MONDAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee. i'm SOOOOOO GOING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what we're gonna watch on sunday. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahh. too happy to care. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-191545215665161901?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/191545215665161901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=191545215665161901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/191545215665161901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/191545215665161901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/blogger-is-screwed-up-today.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3659528116084750116</id><published>2007-03-07T04:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T04:10:55.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*random*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she steps into what SEEMS to be and ordinary....lavatory.&lt;br /&gt;the same foul odour that could handicap one olfactorily greeted her nose.&lt;br /&gt;she pinches it in disgust  -a futile attempt.&lt;br /&gt;exactly WHY is she here?&lt;br /&gt;she wasn't exactly URGENT.... if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;but she was attracted to supernatural happenings like moths to a flame, and she was sure as hell something like THAT didn't happen... NATURALLY - she smelled a mystery. [well, actually she was smelling human waste and evaporated ammonia abd ueric acid but that's not the point.]&lt;br /&gt;taking cautious steps towards the cubical the noises were coming from, she braced herself for the horror that was to greet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo and behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TOILET WAS FLUSHING.BY.ITSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a slight shimmer could be seen beside the human-waste-chute. to those who were brave enough to stay for long anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why are you doing this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... in all honesty, she didn't know if it really was what she thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my life... has no meaning! no one likes me. what else am i supposed to do? try to make friends? no! my ego will just shrivel up and disappear with a POOF if i ever tried that. besides, flushing toilets is FUN!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whiny pitch, that ANNOYINGLY AC pout, THOSE GLASSES that SCREAMED social suicide:&lt;br /&gt;they confirmed her fears.&lt;br /&gt;she had come face to face with a SOCIAL PARIAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ you know those invisible people in school no one really bothers to talk to. yeah.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUNdunDUNduuuuun~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes. today i saw a flushing toilet and decided to be lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. what fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mundane day today was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed home early from choir cos i had a sore throat   -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damned thing is screwing up my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. just started on a new OS. AverySusanSanders is not an ASS. ahahs. it's okay ... too cliched though, still think The Contract I + II were waaaaay better. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought spaghetti n cheese to school today. TONNES AND TONNES AND TONNES OF CHEESE   wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. BE JEALOUS!  xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erik n i are having a bento picnic on friday just before swim carn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hoping anna's bringing her own plate os if she doesn't we're doomed to die of hunger for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bringng smoked/fried salmon and... tempura shrimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erik's bringing the soba and TERIYAKII SAUCE and MORE salmon...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. just finished math ASS. i'm SO proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3659528116084750116?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3659528116084750116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3659528116084750116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3659528116084750116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3659528116084750116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-she-steps-into-what-seems-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3575957904401838265</id><published>2007-03-05T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:42:12.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was FUNFUNFUN! wahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was a drag.   -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no i'm not talking about drag QUEENS [ though i suppose it'd be funny to have some there... ] SCHOOL WAS BOOORINGGGGG.   -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up LATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad took FIFTEEN FRIGGIN MINUTES to get out of the house. I ONLY TOOK 7! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one's gonna look at him anyway, he's gonna be in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, he doesn't look any better in jeans and a polo tee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'd still be bald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'd still be sloppy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school beel rang JUST AS I RAN PAST THE GATES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you say THANK YOU GOD HALLEJUIAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL grammar test was relatively hard. i mean. the practise ones we get were easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e.g. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from AH BENG to AH LIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur comp got problem issit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------you see my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. what's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the highlight of today's events was the AHHHHHH!-DAD'S-HOME ESCAPADE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tc came over today. &lt;br /&gt;(x &lt;br /&gt;we did NOTdo inappropriate stuff in case you were wondering mj. -.-&lt;br /&gt; we were talking n stuff on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all of a sudden. we hear a car door slam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0   OHHHHH SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i literally pushed him into my bedroom.   xP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dad settled down to do whatever he does in his study we HIGHTAILED it outta there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee. mini adrenaline rush. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. he only stayed for like. half an hour! grahh. owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i just realised the 'pushed him into my bedroom' part sounded reallyreallyreally wrong.   -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. my conscience's clear.   (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee. off to eat my MAC n CHEESE. lalala. made it myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck! [ and hope i don't die.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3575957904401838265?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3575957904401838265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3575957904401838265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3575957904401838265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3575957904401838265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-was-funfunfun-wahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5972306004110173338</id><published>2007-03-04T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T05:01:58.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY'S WORSHIP RAWKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahah. really really proud of myself   (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. Hosanna was rli good. heh. Liang was so 'inspired' she bounced about the worship hall. and she's like. 30+ wheeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEE OUR WORSHIP TEAM ROCKS.   xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even SUMIT was high. dundundundun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. (x   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feet ache. &gt;&lt; i walked about in &gt;3 inch heels ALL OF TODAY. can you imagine. grahh &lt;br /&gt;and esty n the rest ABANDONED MEEEEE~    rawrrr. they didn't stay for 11am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. we're going out NEXT sunday. i'm gonna get hantam-ed [HOWEVER you spell that word.] if i don't go so. owell. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS JIN ALREADY! *SOBSOBSOB*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAT-TUN'S BEEN REDUCED TO KT-TUN WHAT THE FCUK IS KT-TUN?!?!?!?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRR. HIS ENGLISH'D BETTER BE GOOD WHEN HE COMES BACK. OR WE'LL SIC VIC LOKE ON HIM. WHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5972306004110173338?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5972306004110173338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5972306004110173338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5972306004110173338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5972306004110173338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/todays-worship-rawked-wahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-6130028644034116717</id><published>2007-03-03T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T05:52:25.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is shikkie's shit-awful attempt at studying for lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSLY, it isn't working. shikkie is BLOGGING. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;founder's day was a BLOODY WASTE OF TIME LUH. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- we tromped off to rc's house [incidentally rc PONNED FD mind you.] and we played with her chinchillas for awhile. [ shikkie has decided she loves sugar more. (x] they shedded like hell. but were cute nonetheless. didn't look any older than they did a year ago, hnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went in a LO AND BEHOLD. rc's NICE like. VERYVERYVERYVERY nice mom was tutoring a rather aesthetically appealing male. ahwell. I HAVE TC. HAH. bet you thot i was gonna start gushing right.   xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we gayed arnd in rc's room watching retarded youtube vids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POKEMON ONE WAS DAMN FUNNY. ahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i freaked at arnd 1140 and ran out to get a bus to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.BUS.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AARGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the FIRST taxi took like. THIRTY FRICKIN MINUTES TO COME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retarded eh.   -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes is screwing up. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. worship rehearsal today was... dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. I WANNA WATCH A MOVIE TOMORROWWWW~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH H BEFORE I GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PROBED ABOUT RYAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" eh. dyou have a crush?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" are you attached? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"good. *beams manicly*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calls MJ - he said no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she starts cursing up a storm.    -.- HELLO MJ. YOU ASKED ME TO PROBE. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWHO. SHE HAS TO CONFSS NOW! wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-6130028644034116717?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6130028644034116717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=6130028644034116717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6130028644034116717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6130028644034116717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-shikkies-shit-awful-attempt-at.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2419616908310895739</id><published>2007-03-02T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T01:57:54.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN YOU RAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody wasted ONE WHOLE AFTERNOON. i would've been better off at choir. urg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was supposed to be javelin heats today. POSTPONED due to the effed up weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRARRRGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuiQi's whole BAG got stolen today. and Cheryl's iPod got stolen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess where they were found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Yilin N Yenyee's bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we KNOW they didn't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the THIRD TIME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pam chan's wallet was found in my locker the other time. all her money was GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT. THE. FUCKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ALWAYS 306 n 309 like WHAT THE FCUK IS THE BLOODY PERSON'S PROBLEM?! ughhh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two poor girls were so scared they bawled okay. and Yilin wasn't feeling so well to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody person'd better own up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sudden appearance of the iPod in YenYee's bag which WASN'T there before CLEAARLY indicated the theif was from OUR class. we hadn't gone ANYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. second time the whole class has had to do reflections. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you say SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANNA GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROWWWWW~&lt;br /&gt;damned founder's day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grarrh. i have tuition THEN rehearsal for heaven's sake. dyou know how tiring that is?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANTED TO DECORATE MY PHONE TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; shit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ made me promise to 'probe'   *ahem. that did NOT come out like that.* regarding Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ug. i've ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA HOW.  &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ i have to bring a cam HEH. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BLOODY THEIF GO AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2419616908310895739?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2419616908310895739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2419616908310895739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2419616908310895739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2419616908310895739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/03/damn-you-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3886780034640011474</id><published>2007-02-28T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T20:31:33.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shikkie is now sitting in class, munching on pistachios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is kinda depressed. cos she didn't manage to finish the last sub question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT. I HATE MODULLUS. &lt;br /&gt;I HATE GRAPHS. &lt;br /&gt;I HATE DRAWING FUGGING GRAOHS. &lt;br /&gt;GO.AND.DIEEEEEEEEE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fugfugfugfugfug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. not much of a mood to blog.  -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3886780034640011474?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3886780034640011474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3886780034640011474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3886780034640011474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3886780034640011474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/lalala_28.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-9018370707191822070</id><published>2007-02-28T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T04:41:40.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm depressed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote off point for the fucking chinese gong han. UUUUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried okay &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou Gucci n Erik for being nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was SO depressed i listened to BJORK n IMOGEN HEAP today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. be VERY VERYVERYVERY afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU CHINESE.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU. &lt;br /&gt;I HOPE YOU ROT N THE DEPTHS OF HELL AND MAY YOUR SKIN BE INFESTED TO SHITTY LIL BUGGERS LIKE FLESH EATING MAGGOTS. UGHHHHHH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personification. hah-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel much better. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-9018370707191822070?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/9018370707191822070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=9018370707191822070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/9018370707191822070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/9018370707191822070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-depressed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4428557363706706135</id><published>2007-02-27T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T06:29:10.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalala. i can finally blog again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting finds today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MR LIM PIA LEONG HAS A SECRET ADMIRER. &lt;br /&gt;WHO'S A GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from DUNMAN high. wahahahaha. we googled his name and one of the entries was this E.M.O blog! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seah yu hong. GO SEEE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MR ALDRIN TEE ISN'T JUST WEIRD HE'S A PERVERT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" did you know that pigs can orgasm for up to 30 minutes? well, in my next life i want to be a pig."&lt;br /&gt;WHAT. THE. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. to say we were shocked would be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeugh. why do i get stuck with all the weird teachers.   -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyah. getting late.&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4428557363706706135?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4428557363706706135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4428557363706706135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4428557363706706135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4428557363706706135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4354382690831657343</id><published>2007-02-23T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T03:46:34.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we were dismissed from school today at.... 1030!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah. in your face! uh... people from other schools -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. WE WERE RELEASED EARLY TODAYYYYY~ wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLI luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;student representatives from other schools came to attend the investiture. we didn't see banana jackets though [ i.e. Nanyang wasn't present. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, we DID see posers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid [take no offense. this post is HIGHLY subjective.] ACS barker boys were fanning themselves with the booklets! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have NO IDEA how comical it looked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they looked like. rich tai-tais who were irritated with the broken air-conditioning unit. UBER FUNNY. aahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was the cheekopek. disgusting old man was taking pictures of us. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. we ducked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAW KAR-WEI! WAHAHAHA. along with manymanymanymany other RJ seniors. for the cheer R-A-F-F-L-E-S  [i THINK.] they were the ONLY ones cheering along with CMU. -LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. and like. the rest of the schools just stood there. befuddled. WAAHAHAHAHA. witness OUR POWERRRRRRR-   roarrr. whee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last cheer was UNITE! ahahas. yessums. our favourite.  THE ONE WHERE EVERYONE GETS TO SCREAM THEIR LUNGS OUT. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rafflesians unite we'll show our might &lt;br /&gt;*scream*&lt;br /&gt;we'll show them how rafflesians fight &lt;br /&gt;*screaam*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;--excuse me, but i've forgotten the rest. xP-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER. not everyone knows the lyrics. so the cheer would sound something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mumblemumblemumblemumble-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mumblemumblemumblemumble-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE FOR WE'RE FOR RAFFLES OOH RAFFLES AHH. x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our freedom was shortlived however. WE HAD CHOIR PRAC. gahh. &lt;br /&gt;forever hungry Fiona rocketed out the school before the head prefect even finished her 'school you're dismissed'.&lt;br /&gt;i think she sprinted off half-way through dis-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope none of the seniors caught our faces.   oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. ' WE'RE THE FIRST PEOPLE OUT OF SCHOOOOOOL!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we chionged to the busstop. we DID only have 30 mins before choir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hen gucci n sam ate at BKs and Fiona dabao-ed... YAKUN. like. 8 PIECES OF TOAST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0 to say we were shocked would be an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were FLOORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she FINISHED IT BEFORE WE GOT BACK TO SCHOOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCAAARY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had one taquito.   (x      CHEEESE  whee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir today was duller than usual. sigh. OWELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hink it's prolly cos we did spiritu sancto. blooody warped song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in if i weren't the one singing it i suppose i'd be fascinated with it. unfortunately not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after choir i went out with ERIKA! ahahs. ANNA had to go cos she had a curfew it hink ... -sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erik dragged me to this comic store which sold YAOI- ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to see the BLYTHE dolls she'd seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX-HUNDRED FRIGGIN' BUCKS. WTF la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*claws forlornly at the display case*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; WAAAAAAAH then we saw this lady buying the porcelain ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEALOUS. JEALOUSJEALOUSJEALOUS. grrrrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're still sulking btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to wake up at FRIGGIN SIX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. VCH rehearsals.   guuh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: shld i get an iPod vid or a new phone. HMM-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4354382690831657343?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4354382690831657343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4354382690831657343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4354382690831657343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4354382690831657343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/we-were-dismissed-from-school-today-at.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2486001372387461790</id><published>2007-02-21T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T18:00:06.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't blog. wtfwtfwtfwtfwtfwtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; my desktop at home is MAJORLY screwed! gahhhh.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna dieee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is from the SCHOOL'S comp.   -.- wtf-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grah. i wanna die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-falls to the floor; unmoving-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2486001372387461790?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2486001372387461790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2486001372387461790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2486001372387461790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2486001372387461790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-cant-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4876142140965933899</id><published>2007-02-13T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T04:54:36.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dammit. the stupid internet screwed up and now i'm blogging the thing all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to Akon's androgynous [whoo hoo] voice. ahahahaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sweet Escape. Gwen Stefani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... just makes you wanna... go... *does 70s jig*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahah- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WAS proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL i ate the kimchi. GRAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; i ate too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one piece of broccoli&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup of kimchi&lt;br /&gt;one tablespoon of shanghai greens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAHHHH- DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much.&lt;br /&gt;too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sulks in a corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i CAN'T at this moment. the song's just too. funny n ... meditative. ahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one and KITTO DAIJOUBU&lt;br /&gt;like ZOMG that MV's THERAPEUTIC. TOO FREAKIN' GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home at EIGHT today -.- asswipe of a woman took so bloody long to get my measurments. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was uneventful.. to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwell. normal day in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gay teachers.&lt;br /&gt;sucky food.&lt;br /&gt;LOONG HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S VDAY TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall NOT mope. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ DONG.STOP EMO-ING and GO OUT- aiyoh. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ prime example of moping which is a NONO tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. hafta wake up EARLYYYY tomorroe to get amanda, MJ ARSE, nad CHOCS. whee.&lt;br /&gt;i'm SUCH a nice friend. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir prac today was drab. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least it was slack. wahaha-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4876142140965933899?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4876142140965933899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4876142140965933899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4876142140965933899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4876142140965933899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5280224813200338682</id><published>2007-02-13T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T04:36:45.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sooooo proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least. i ... WAS. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast: 1/2 cup of cereal with choc milk [whee~ nice.] + one pineapple tart [one DAMN SMALL ONE.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess: 1/2 a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch: the OTHER half of the sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school: mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir break: NOTHING! [yayy. i felt so darned good.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven-ish: [stupid woman worked like a snail. grr. got the measurements done onli at 7! which is a WHOLE 45 mins AFTER PRAC. wtf. far east is only 10 mins away -.-]&lt;br /&gt;beef jerky. eheh. wanted to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished it in the taxi [14.00 taxi fare like wtf. DAMNED JAMS! GRAHH.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's actually quite filling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout my shower:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy. i'm like. 1/2 full already! shan't eat dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER shower:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh fcuk. -i've eaten somemore. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kimchi [1/3 cup]&lt;br /&gt;-one piece of broccoli&lt;br /&gt;-one tablespoon of shanghai greens.&lt;br /&gt;-one egg. [AHHHHHHH-]&lt;br /&gt;-CHOCOLATE. WHEE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[somehow this seems like some.... recipe. xD lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm kinda sad... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! at least i got to eat aunt hannah's KIMCHI!!!!!! HWEE. heaven. mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING OUT TOMORROW! wahahahaha. with eri|na.  [erika + anna.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna's going to collect her yaoi. and i think erik wants to shop for more gothic lolita. hmm. SO DO I heh- SUMAIRU DISCOUNTS wahahahahahaha-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalal. sooo many things to do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up EARLIER to buy chocs for MJ, AMANDA, JIAU, ARSE, NAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go with anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go with erik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! lug stuff home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! JOGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to my next point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jog. or swim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. very hard decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm decide tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBUTA POWER!...-chuunyu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahaha-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VDAY PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;and for everdepressed dong, just GO OUT la. aiyoh-   &lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5280224813200338682?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5280224813200338682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5280224813200338682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5280224813200338682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5280224813200338682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-sooooo-proud-of-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4271931583796961038</id><published>2007-02-12T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T07:05:02.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm crying. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;episode 1 of peacemaker is freakin' weepy.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. AYUME DIED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stood in for her brother[the one who cross dresses like you wouldn't belive] as yumi the hairdresser. and she was... tortured to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think she knew she was gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told tetsu to look after susumu before she left. suicide mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fee like crying AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susumu remained deadpan even after tetsu reminded him his sister hadn't been back for a week. GRAHH I FELT LIKE STRANGLING HIM CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tetsu was cried on top of susumu [ack. sounds gay. but whatever, tetsu's the size of a 10 yeard old.] and he garbled out they'd found a horribly bruised body of a female outside this dilapitated house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN susumu woke up. wtf dumbest brother alive.&lt;br /&gt;he did the rooftop run thinga shinobi's do, WITHOUT TYING HIS HAIR. [AHHHHHHH i almost swooned- he looked hawt. xP] and then the anime did the whole words-my-sister-said-to-me-when-she-was-still-alive thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l60/dark_beanie/ayunesDEAD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l60/dark_beanie/ayunesDEAD.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" why do you never smile? even professional ninjas have emotions you know.[she's one too.]"&lt;br /&gt;"i know youdon't htink of me as your sister, but i think of you as my brother"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wtf it's quite funny. but you know what it means right.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he mopes in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and takes off his haori to cover ayume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--GAHHH why did she have to die! she had this uber cute kyoto accent and she was NICE and she cooked rli rli rli well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; in remembrance of yamazaki ayume. the shinobi who never was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked even HAWTER xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalals here's a pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l60/dark_beanie/hawtsusumu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l60/dark_beanie/hawtsusumu.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tetsu caght up and did the pupil-dilates-in-horror thinga. &lt;br /&gt;simpachi did the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l60/dark_beanie/stunnedsimpachi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l60/dark_beanie/stunnedsimpachi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ don't know if it's because susumu was ACTUALLY FEELING SOMETHING or cos ayume's dead. hmm.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they brought her body back to the shinsengumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID TOSHI WOULDN'T EVEN GIVE HER A PROPER BURIAL!&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh- BUT. even though hijikata acts all super stone n stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we know he cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he punched down a door in his pissified state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and okita looked all... puppyish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I LOVE AYUME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REST IN PEACE DEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG NEWSFLASH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TETSU CALLED SUSUMU SUSUMU [HE NORMALLY CALLS HIM YAMAZAKI] AND SUSUMU BLUSHED. LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO~ WAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. but it isn't... possible. -.- tetsu looks ten [though he's 15]&lt;br /&gt;AND tetsu gos with SUZU. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe even Saya. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4271931583796961038?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4271931583796961038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4271931583796961038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4271931583796961038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4271931583796961038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4275865764050750690</id><published>2007-02-11T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T05:59:38.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't blogged in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the impulse has somewhat... dimmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've officially become a STONER. how very horrifying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out on SATURDAY with anna, boey n rc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something freaky happened: I HEARD TIM PARROTING RC WHEN I WAS HURRYING HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" blahblahblahblah " -rc's voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 sec later &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" blahblahblahblah " -distinctly masculine voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" tim's with you rite "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" huh? wtf? no. i'm alone on the train!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0   [freaked.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we got over that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*newsflash* I SAW A 16 YEAR-OLD-AIBA-HIROKI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.T.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked POSEUR with his hands tucked in the pockets of his boardshorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. HE LOOKED SO DARNED JOHNY JNR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like WTHWTHWTHWTH. WHERE'S MY CAM WHEN I NEED IT! gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sighed for the rest of the day; oh the possibilities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we gh3yed arnd with BERETS cos anna looked good in them ahash and RC TOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boey n i were like. wts is up with them n hats man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rc looked SO LADY-LIKE! ahahash *tears* i'm so proud of her &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and apparently, some fugly dood went: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh help me hold"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and promptly shoved a sheet of paper into boey's hands on the bus when he pretended to drop his stuff n pick them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. OVERUSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaas we laffed my butts off can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huiling ps-ed us AGAIN. grahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT with a valid reason: intestinal pains &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh poor girl.  WE LOVE YOU HUILING GET WELL OKAYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked at HEEREN until our feet were dangling from our ankles by strands of muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo gory imagery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were TTLY trying on clothes n NOT BUYING ahahs partially cos we were kinda BROKE. eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND there was NO GOTHIC LOLITA so DUH no clothes for moi-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we interrupt this rambling session with news from tc:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ehh blog about meee "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE I'M MEETING TC TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was WE-ARAE-THE-LIVING-DEAD-day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOLE CONGREGATION WAS DEAD! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jumped till my earring fleww off and everyone was just THERE wts laaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh4 can. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvrmind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PIZZA WE HAD FOR LUNCH TTLY MADE UP FOR IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breaking news* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISAIAH REVISITS LUNCH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU SAY WTS?! IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FUNNY CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he puked his guts out after eating three pieces of the stupid fortune pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh fucking blogger d/ced AGAIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THIS SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4275865764050750690?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4275865764050750690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4275865764050750690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4275865764050750690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4275865764050750690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/havent-blogged-in-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5587276946997014843</id><published>2007-02-09T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T05:09:05.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what creazy lil shikkie did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she woke up at FOUR IN THE MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. to watch NOBUTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh. the things i do for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case. the rationale behind this insane...stint[?], is my CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how i'm GRIEVING now that i'm in the cca i wanna be in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. MY FREEDOM just flew out the window and died a tragic death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's there not to lament. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i arrived hom at NINE today. cos i went swimming after prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SEE?! grahhhhh- how am i EVER to continue this shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case. i will HAVE TO SURVIVE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOBUTA! NOBUTA! NOBUTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee. KAME n YAMAPI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately. it ISN'T shounen-ai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARRRH. DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ all these depressing thoughts are driving me to go FG siao... AGAIN.... TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I NEED MORE YUNHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. wish me luck in surviving sec three (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5587276946997014843?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5587276946997014843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5587276946997014843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5587276946997014843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5587276946997014843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/guess-what-creazy-lil-shikkie-did-today.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5088837463557984493</id><published>2007-02-08T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T04:44:22.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMGZOMGZOMGZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think suzu is actually contemplating sth with tetsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH~   gogogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy! they're BOTH FIFTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've suffred the SAME TRAGIC FATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they're CUTE! ahahs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO VERY SLASHABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya's nice so if we ever write a fic she can be like. the third one that they BOTH like... less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. hijikata's evil looking twin said sth RLI RLI WRONG. like: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you still want to serve me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suzu: YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evil twin: then do not see him any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- SOUNDS LIKE SOME JEALOUS BOYFRIEND. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo. I LOVE THE FANGIRL SHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~. need more u-know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go decorate my room with pictures of bishies and femmies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5088837463557984493?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5088837463557984493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5088837463557984493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5088837463557984493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5088837463557984493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/zomgzomgzomgzomg.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-6657648898861326397</id><published>2007-02-07T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T04:44:22.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WROTE. instead of posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click.    ------&gt;     &lt;a href="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l60/dark_beanie/ShikayesBlog.jpg"&gt; random shit.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-6657648898861326397?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6657648898861326397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=6657648898861326397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6657648898861326397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6657648898861326397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3326549897328955736</id><published>2007-02-07T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T03:53:42.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*- ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caller id: tc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" *mumblemumblemumble* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ... i'm sorry?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i called just to say i love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0     -AHHHHHHHHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies of sugar overdose*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO TC. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3326549897328955736?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3326549897328955736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3326549897328955736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3326549897328955736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3326549897328955736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/ring.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2609731451825653799</id><published>2007-02-06T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T06:37:17.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AIBA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIBA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIBA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;femm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala watched aiba shy away from kennkenn's punishment shit today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so very amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SO VERY CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahas. I WANT MORE AIBA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn you internet. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got someMORE jin pics too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and watched peacemaker kurogane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have decided i like the main character. testsu. short 15-yr-old. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cinepuri POT's ryouma is actually quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;unlike tenimyu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- and the shinobi dude in PK crossdresses like you wldn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: LALALALA FANGIRL SHOP. J-ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEE. JINJINJINJIN.-AIBAnSHIROTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2609731451825653799?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2609731451825653799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2609731451825653799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2609731451825653799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2609731451825653799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/aiba-aiba-aiba-femm.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-6936860727755317901</id><published>2007-02-02T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T18:45:31.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>instant noodles NEVER tasted so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've MOMENTARILY regained my sense of taste. &lt;br /&gt;and because of that i'm scarfing down my veggies and the soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.FINISHED.A.WHOLE.PACKET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.T.F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHHH. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i live to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living paradox. that i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i sounded... anorexic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hnn. shall skip dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have LOTS n LOTS n LOTS OF FRUITS! hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-6936860727755317901?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6936860727755317901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=6936860727755317901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6936860727755317901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6936860727755317901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/instant-noodles-never-tasted-so-good.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-938480476240029461</id><published>2007-02-02T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T16:07:59.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life is officially OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost the ability to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a bleeding nose.    -for non-perverse reasons -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... I HAVE THE FLU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRARRHHHH i wanna die &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. the talk with GOH LI KIAN wasn't soo bad i suppose, thankfully she didn't go into whatever mode she was in when she lashed out at esther last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shudders-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said she was gonna help us.  [ don't teachers always say that kinda shit.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whelps. at least we're gonna be cca free for one more week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. trials.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OH! i'm a member of SUMAIRU! hahahs. yayyxors. the membership card is this teeny lil card. like UBER cute. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahs.   going there with erik sometime AFTER the whole cca messup shit blows over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SIGH.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't gone for housepractice.... yet.  ahwell. i'm a baaaad exco member. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, WATCH EUROTRIP! funny shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like SCOTTY DOESN'T KNOW aahahahahahahahahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sorry for being so unresponsive yesterday okay? *wallows in self-dug pit of despair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of post x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-938480476240029461?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/938480476240029461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=938480476240029461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/938480476240029461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/938480476240029461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-life-is-officially-over.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-40605241673906835</id><published>2007-01-31T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:22:04.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel oddly... depressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i haven't found another cca to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's because stupid phone plans have effectively annihilated communication between tc and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's because i haven't found THE outfit for chinese new year's. gothic lolita of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trivial matters aren't they.      -but still. depressed this shikkie is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when all else fails, pretend, i suppose. i guess i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this video on youtube yesterday. [ yes fucked up comp won't process blogger.com. -.-]&lt;br /&gt;KAT-TUN's latest PV Signal. jin looked TOTALLY BISHOUNEN in that one.  spent 2 mins swooning in front of the comp. but that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasn't such a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone has abs, from all the LAUGHING. xP&lt;br /&gt;its hard to belive how utterly retarded guiqi can get when she's feeling spazzz-ed. nevertheless she's such a dear and we all love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WE HAVE ABS THANKS TO HER!!      -it still hurts -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in math i got all suicidal and faked some crying. MJ was freaked out. WAAHAHAH. and cos she was fussing over moi [YAYY YOU LOVE ME AFTERALL.  lol.]  she didn't get the stuff lim wrote on the board xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had japanese red bean cake for recess. it's quite nice. erik's mom packed it for her and she doesn't eat red bean. she some them to anna and i. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was a TOTAL BORE. some of the groups who presented were too friggin soft. even AFTER we told them to speakup. couldn't hear shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona:" I HATE THEM."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- agreed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to borrow erik's tenimyu dvds but they're with some girl from 3-10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. SHIROTA YUU! AIBA HIROKI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----adorkable love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramblings of a suicidal spastic. oh how i lament my loss of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;damn you school.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late today because my phone died..... momentarily.&lt;br /&gt;but that's not the point. I NEED A NEW ONE and my dad won't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a bastard. HE'S USING MY PHONE. AND I'M LEFT WITH THE OLD ONE. WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly. when i grow up i shall dump him in some hospice. where he will rot and die and hopeully the other oldies won't suffocate and die when the noxious odour or his decomposing body from &gt;six feet under surfaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel allll better.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-40605241673906835?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/40605241673906835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=40605241673906835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/40605241673906835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/40605241673906835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-feel-oddly.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-8783537112973877836</id><published>2007-01-29T22:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:22:32.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the attack of the creepy stalker people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one fine afternoon, shikkie crossed an overhead bridge.when her foot touched the very last step, she caught sight of a VERY grotesque sight- at the corner of her eye.[clue: his name seems to suggests he is wise. unfortunately, it isn't outwardly shown.]the first thing she told herself: oh shit. it's that creepy stalker person AGAIN. i shall pretend i didn't see him and walk away.-fate had other plans.she barely made out what sounded like " hello. where're you coming from" by the garble that was came out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a rushed:" OH, look at the time, i HAVE to get home" she sprinted off in the direction of the bus interchange.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------THANK GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;scary. okay. DAMN SCARY. he pops up EVERYWHERE! i can't STAND his accent [eeugh. i could puke.] and he SO. DAMNED. tZOh tENG [extra].&lt;br /&gt;today at church, when we brought back 'lunch' [which comprised of leftover fries, lettuce, curry cauce, ketchup, and potato wedges] for isaiah, creepy-stalker-person just HAD to step into the circle and try to open it.    -.-&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T THE IDIOT GET A CLUE?! IT WAS FOR ISAIAH! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;seriously. bloody idiot. i had to shout NONONO DON'T OPEN! zzz. &lt;br /&gt;AFTER isaiah opened up what he THOUGHT was gonna be his lunch [... we're not THAT evil luh.] creepy-stalker-person picked it up and walked towards esty n me and tried to touch my HAIR ACCESSORY. WTF. [basically i attached the two nametags 'death incarnate' &amp; 'queen f spasticland' to my hairtie]  i freaked out and covered my head and pretended to fiddle with it till he went away.SERIOUSLY. for fusion, he wore his hoodie up. INSIDE the convention centre -.- wtf?! he isn't even HANDSOME. bloody fugly really. and he thought it'd make him look cooler. - it only made us revisit our dinners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. this isn't calvin the old-autistic-man.&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;STAY AWAY CREEPY STALKER PERSON. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most HILARIOUS thing happened during service today.old-man-autistic began PLUCKING HIS ARMPIT HAIR while the pastor was preaching!WTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTFAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor Chloe was sitting but one seat away from him.and Tiff had to endure his horrible odour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.i'm still laughing.------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.SAW.A.BISHIE.TODAY.like. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHBISHIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked like a younger version of RAIN! rarrrrh.BISHBISHBISHBISHBISH.lalala. erik wants a pic of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall bring my camera next week and pretend to be in the befriender's min.xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAH.---------- I STILL LOVE YOU LOADS TC!   x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33333333333333333333333333333333333333-signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-8783537112973877836?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8783537112973877836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=8783537112973877836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8783537112973877836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8783537112973877836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-attack-of-creepy-stalker-people_29.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-7976047031115534699</id><published>2007-01-29T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:21:39.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the attack of the creepy stalker people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one fine afternoon, shikkie crossed an overhead bridge.when her foot touched the very last step, she caught sight of a VERY grotesque sight- at the corner of her eye.[clue: his name seems to suggests he is wise. unfortunately, it isn't outwardly shown.]the first thing she told herself: oh shit. it's that creepy stalker person AGAIN. i shall pretend i didn't see him and walk away.-fate had other plans.she barely made out what sounded like " hello. where're you coming from" by the garble that was came out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a rushed:" OH, look at the time, i HAVE to get home" she sprinted off in the direction of the bus interchange.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------THANK GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;scary. okay. DAMN SCARY. he pops up EVERYWHERE! i can't STAND his accent [eeugh. i could puke.] and he SO. DAMNED. tZOh tENG [extra].&lt;br /&gt;today at church, when we brought back 'lunch' [which comprised of leftover fries, lettuce, curry cauce, ketchup, and potato wedges] for isaiah, creepy-stalker-person just HAD to step into the circle and try to open it.    -.-&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T THE IDIOT GET A CLUE?! IT WAS FOR ISAIAH! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;seriously. bloody idiot. i had to shout NONONO DON'T OPEN! zzz. &lt;br /&gt;AFTER isaiah opened up what he THOUGHT was gonna be his lunch [... we're not THAT evil luh.] creepy-stalker-person picked it up and walked towards esty n me and tried to touch my HAIR ACCESSORY. WTF. [basically i attached the two nametags 'death incarnate' &amp; 'queen f spasticland' to my hairtie]  i freaked out and covered my head and pretended to fiddle with it till he went away.SERIOUSLY. for fusion, he wore his hoodie up. INSIDE the convention centre -.- wtf?! he isn't even HANDSOME. bloody fugly really. and he thought it'd make him look cooler. - it only made us revisit our dinners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. this isn't calvin the old-autistic-man.&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;STAY AWAY CREEPY STALKER PERSON. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most HILARIOUS thing happened during service today.old-man-autistic began PLUCKING HIS ARMPIT HAIR while the pastor was preaching!WTFWTFWTFWTFWTFWTFAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor Chloe was sitting but one seat away from him.and Tiff had to endure his horrible odour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.i'm still laughing.------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.SAW.A.BISHIE.TODAY.like. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHBISHIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked like a younger version of RAIN! rarrrrh.BISHBISHBISHBISHBISH.lalala. erik wants a pic of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall bring my camera next week and pretend to be in the befriender's min.xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAH.---------- I STILL LOVE YOU LOADS TC!   x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33333333333333333333333333333333333333-signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-7976047031115534699?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7976047031115534699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=7976047031115534699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7976047031115534699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7976047031115534699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-attack-of-creepy-stalker-people.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-7789513827994498262</id><published>2007-01-26T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T02:38:55.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O.M.G.&lt;br /&gt;like O.M.H.G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE INTERNET IS BACK ON. WHOOOO HOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was swooning over members of the Gazette just now. -BISHIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalallaas I totally &lt;3 URUHA! *swooooons*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee~ but i still love tc more.   (:   DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. sigh there aren't any ALICE 9 BANNERS GRAHHH people in that club canNOT ps. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho. was looking for gothic lolita clothing for cny just now. -.- found NONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall HAVE to go to Haru/Sumairu next week.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe even OOPS.&lt;br /&gt;MUSTDOMUSTDOMUSTDOMUSTDO-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had Pepper Lunch with mom just now.&lt;br /&gt;not very nice. blehhs.&lt;br /&gt;the waitress wasn't very intelligible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*murmer murmer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: HUH? i'm sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sfhwprheurw*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: uhh... okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-remains befuddled.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she walks away. phew -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE I AM SLASH DEPRIVED NO-MORE! wahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm Yellow SUCKS ASS. sucks MAJOR ASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anna wasted money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BUY YELLOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buy ART of LOVE -EIKIEIKI&lt;br /&gt; or Day of Revolution  which is NOT a yaoi! [erps. minor technicality.] by You Higuri [who ROXXORS.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeee~   &lt;br /&gt;need more folders. hafta go get somemore from Mage. lalala. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I HAVE SOMETHING FOR VALENTINES DAY. hah. &lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-7789513827994498262?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7789513827994498262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=7789513827994498262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7789513827994498262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7789513827994498262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/o.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5506313201230874022</id><published>2007-01-24T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T14:57:18.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the phone lines at home are still down. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grahhhh my grandma was too lazy to be bothered to wait UPSTAIRS for the Singtel service man to come. she just HADD to stay downstairs. andthe person waited for HALF-AN-HOUR okay. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;PISSED,&lt;br /&gt;PISSED LIKE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. because the comp was down, i stoned by watching tv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILDBOYZ was on ytd. WHEEEEE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh shit. i've forgotten what i've watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooooooooooooooo. grarh shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm. oh yeah. LB! has ended -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xP sucks ass dude. and i HATE The Hillls. won't watch it cos LC is the main char. -.- bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehhhhs. i live a MUNDANE DULL MONOTONOUS life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to ACSi for an EXAM on sat. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. those going for pool on sat PLEASE TELLL ME BY TOMORROW AND RC ANY RECOMMENDATIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5506313201230874022?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5506313201230874022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5506313201230874022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5506313201230874022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5506313201230874022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/phone-lines-at-home-are-still-down.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2463625458111172146</id><published>2007-01-23T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T15:04:56.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rarrrrh fuckdammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone line is G.O.N.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cldn't log on to talk to tc. which is utter HELL because our sms limits have BURST grarrh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i over shot by like. 675.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeesh &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sakher [LOL. SUCKER i think Mr D embarrassed himself by calling him mr sucker when he first came into school xP] said joining tribune as a core cca wasn't possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had elds auditions ytd. and because we weren't willling to wait till the end . which was like seven-sth .RARRRRRRHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn phonelines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol we're talking about annie's ADORING FANS who GUSH at the very sight of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-adoring fans courtesy tohwanting: copyrighted.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shudder at the thought of homosexual juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... some random WEIRD pedo looking guy just stepped into class a gave carol some... thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-so as can be seen. i live a life SO VERYYY boring i'm recounting random events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you tc. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2463625458111172146?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2463625458111172146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2463625458111172146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2463625458111172146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2463625458111172146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/rarrrrh-fuckdammit.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-1853096243866758844</id><published>2007-01-22T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T20:40:03.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the internet was being a bitch for yesterday. cldn't blog. cldn't log on. cldn't read ffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short. hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garrgh. fuckfuckfuckfuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging from the classroom right now. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just received a whole shit load of math worksheets -.- i shall DIE even TRYING to attempt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how very valiant of me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona's pmsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mj's being random. but she isn't here to be random with me right now so i'm depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erika went off to look for anna to borrow more yaoi [YAYYEZORS WE LOVE ANNA.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-happy bdae jess. you know we love you                           xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random quote of the day: " you know it's actually quite fun to walk around like that, but it's a bitch when you try to pick stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-from erika, on her cat jacket thinga with paws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: kisses n hugs tc.kisses n hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-1853096243866758844?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1853096243866758844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=1853096243866758844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1853096243866758844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1853096243866758844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/internet-was-being-bitch-for-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5386737452418348989</id><published>2007-01-21T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T03:32:32.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>elloello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's JESS's BDAE IN A FEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYHAPPYHAPPY BDAE girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. we got you PUMA flipflops!&lt;br /&gt;gay purple ones! bet you'd love em'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm depressed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know WHY. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because instead of goth i settled for punk-rock-emo cos tiffanay asked me to wear jeans to church today, and me being the OH-SO-VERY-NICE friend that i am decided to do her the small favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grahh. i'm still depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's because my phone friggin BAILED on me and i cldn't communicate with tc for the WHOLE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched 'stranger than fiction' today. fantastically depressing and morbid story, really.&lt;br /&gt;fell asleep THREE TIMES. and the ONLY part that was actually REMOTELY engaging was the END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the plotline's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally have the NIGHTMARE OF YOU cd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better be worth it. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the songs are okay -love em cos they're MORBID [wheeee xD YAYYAYYYAYY]&lt;br /&gt;butBUTbut. it's INDIE. -.- FRIGGIN' INDIE wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtfwtfwtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in the name of sadism. [suicidal ball's jealous cos i have it and he DOESN'T wheeee(:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dear Scene' is still the BEST. hah. go listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all i still feel pretty shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'fuck school i wanna stay at home n sleep'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5386737452418348989?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5386737452418348989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5386737452418348989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5386737452418348989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5386737452418348989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/elloello.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-1910088769644239885</id><published>2007-01-19T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T03:08:17.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>imbackimbackimbackimbackI.AM.BACK!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE(:  i feel SO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO CLEAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO NOT SLASH DEPRIVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmbr telling myself that the frist thing i'd do when i get back home was to on my comp to read slash. i bathed instead xP hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt; today was SO STUPID AND REDUNDANT. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people who did obs for their sl projects, planned these SUPER RETARDED station games that were COMPLETELY UNNECCESSARY. seriously, i think they just SAID obs planning cos they're lazy asswipes. obs planning is EASY like. basically you juts sign the whole cohort up for ONE COURSE! wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- today sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to escape the torture by saying i needed more antiseptic on my bites [WHEE WAHAHA.] miss siao was nice enough to let me go [she wanted to slack too lol.] and so i spent the whole morning 'waiting' outside the faggoty nurse's office. then chatted with shin lyn and laura about how stupid the whole course was. then came lunch; PACKAGED. wts. PACKAGED red bean and kaya buns wtf.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then HOME! wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. the first day was boring enough - shan't continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so was the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the THIRD DAY WAS HELL. like. H.E.L.L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kayaked almost 20 km to the stupid bug infested sembawang campsite. -.-&lt;br /&gt;i paired up with erika cos MJ had to go to s polyclinic for her flu prescription [lol. poor girl.] Mj kinda missed the whole kayaking thinga, she's damn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHO. the STUPID instructors asked me to swap places with lydia -cos apparently i'm very strong- who was carolyn's partner who was feeling EXTREMELY ILL and couldn't kayak at ALL. and so because of that we lagged behind; not even the sweepers waited for us. wts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then carolyn wanted to shit. -.- she shat in the sea luh. and came back on board with shit filled shorts &gt;&lt; she then continued to complain the whole way while i paddled the two of us. honestly, i don't blame her. then she wanted to PEE -.- and went back down to pee and cleaned up her shorts. she smelled WAY better. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she was still too tired to do ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;that made me even MORE pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-people don't wait.&lt;br /&gt;-they stick me with a dying girl whom they could've brought on the friggin SPEEDBOAT. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i paddled. REALLY HARD. and i caught up. (: it felt SO GOOD to see the awed expressions on their faces when i passed them by in their lil boats. hahas [man i'm evil.] then i passed the navigators. and was WAY IN FRONT.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahas. love myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aly said:" omg you very scary you know, so small then paddle so fast like on steroids!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-note: i've been blog/comp/slash reprived for FIVE WHOLE FUCKING DAYS, so indulge me. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ego moment. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then carolyn puked THREE times. &gt;&lt; poor thing. hahs  could see all the fried bee hoon we had for breakfast. lollll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. then after 9 hours of baking in the sweltering heat, we reached god-forsaken [it's just like. METAPHORICALLY. God doesn't forsake.] sembawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky me didn't get sunburnt . and i didn't even put on sunblock! wahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't get tanner either -.- wts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cooked under Orion's belt [mixed rice wheeeee] and dinner was pretty okay luh. until i twas time to SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our tent was POORLY done. like. FLOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we still slept init.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two alys got sick [aly1 had second degree sunburns on her SCALP which caused it to crack and plasma came out &gt;&lt; poor girl. aly2 had an asthma attack thinga and couldn't breathe] and so they went to bed early. the awfully retarded instructors wouldn't even let them go home until we pleaded with them NON-STOP. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think obs is some torture camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night i received ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY FUCKING FIVE bites. courtesy of the muthafucking sandflies residing at sembawang. GRAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how my ankles itch &gt;&lt;  STILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day we headed back for camp1 which only took us 3 hours! cos the tide was with us.whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still feel really accomplished. rowed a boat for TWO people AND bypassed like. 20 odd other boats! wahahas. in the sweltering heat, with the tide AGAINST us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i love myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at camp everyone was dizzy with relief and lucy shannin and i got really HIGH lisping. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all felt like we were still BOBBING ... ahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bea and lyn got hooked on RAISINS [ruixins LOL.] we finished the ENTIRE 400g package in ONE day.  wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lisplisplisp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we found milo packets on the floor [mm.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tockseng[mygrp] had serene giam for our instructor. she's REALLY nice and all but shit she's fucking annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she goes: girls you all go have an early night. YOU FOLLOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she continues to blabber on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;likewtf?! how does that make sense... at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr. and she has the WORST pronunciation EVER. she goes: please raight your NEEM here. -.- annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we're late she goes: please don't discount the time . you follow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. she TRIES to sound rli learned but honestly, time 'discounting' as she puts it, is being EARLY. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she's still the second NICEST instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there' the indecent instructor with SUPER HIGH FBTS. ahahahahahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his grp did this song for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU RAISE ME UPPPPPP" *motion: pulls up pants*&lt;br /&gt;"so i can go rock climbing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU RAISE ME UP" *motion: pulls up pants*&lt;br /&gt;"so we see more than we shouuuuuuuuuuld"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's LUM the uber LAME instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he goes: "ehh females of the species! don be so guniang la! CHOPCHOPKALIPOK!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back i guess obs wasn't so hellish afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I LOVE YOU TC! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-1910088769644239885?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1910088769644239885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=1910088769644239885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1910088769644239885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1910088769644239885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/imbackimbackimbackimbacki.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4168796565010189603</id><published>2007-01-11T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T03:48:27.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dull as usual. a ttly tc-free day. RARRRRRRRH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why'd he have to go for the STUPID CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do I have to go for the stupid camp?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RRRAAAAWWWRRR. feel my wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i any case. my lil' shopping spree today made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing like retail therapy for depression. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent $100 on ANIME MERCHANDISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have officially gone mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas guess what it was spent on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILES.&lt;br /&gt;FILES WITH GORGEOUS SLASHABLE BISHIES ON THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SWWOON!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my tc (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME BACK HOME LA! rarrh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4168796565010189603?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4168796565010189603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4168796565010189603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4168796565010189603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4168796565010189603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-7900681139762718808</id><published>2007-01-10T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T03:20:26.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't been able to blog PROPERLY for the past few days. partially due to the sudden onslaught of  school work. -- i just realised i'm writing like i would an essay. -_=  -- sci la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also partially due to the sudden inspiration i got when tc went away. RARRH.&lt;br /&gt;made the emo blogskin. looking back i think it kinda sucks. ahwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been sucky. we had physics the other day, and we learnt ABSOLUTELY NOTHING from miss siao. grrr. all we DID do was play around with the slinky coils. hahas tingwen went: " feel the wrath of my rings!"  *thrusts arm with slinky coils around it at lihui* *lihui raises her left eyebrow*  *the slinky coils flop.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHHA. retarded la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir auditions yesterday were SCARY. like. S.C.A.R.Y&lt;br /&gt;i got through the first round, which wasn't all that hard. practically 70% of the people who auditioned went ahead [what's the point.]. the 2nd round was with miss ANNA LOO. &gt;&lt; she can be really scary. but she was okay i guess, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked me why i wanted to quit softball, and if i stopped playing. i nodded mutely.&lt;br /&gt;and since she didn't know the tune of Lithium-Evanescence[WAHAHAHAHAHA.] she asked me to hum to Eidelweiss [is that how it's spelt?]  i friggin forgot the tune. -.- retarded song luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope  i get in.  x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finished my commonwealth essay in 3/2 hours. wheeee. the Between Worlds one. i realised all the errors AFTER my dad pirinted it out. xP corrected them with my black pen- eheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna change my blogskin real soon. making one right now please note that the blogskin i will be using will not be for the public. it is self-drawn and self made. and yes if you think i'm ego enough to think people will even WANT my blogskin. then well DUH stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emoness awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went BISHOUNEN crazy today! i think i've swooned so much today the classic swirls cab be seen in my eyes xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. there're SO MANY BISHIES IN princess-princess! AHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;*swoons somemore.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i swooned somemore when i flipped through the koren magazine Ae ra brought back from Korea. [she's a REAL KOREAN. like. REAL.] hahas. SUPER JUNIOR members wear.... GOTH-PUNK ENSEMBLES! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swoon somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-7900681139762718808?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7900681139762718808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=7900681139762718808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7900681139762718808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7900681139762718808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/havent-been-able-to-blog-properly-for.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-8331338280622608298</id><published>2007-01-09T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T06:21:14.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did i mention i made another blogskin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. it's super emo. and it kinda sucks. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHWELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished my commonwealth essay today! wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee(: it's emo TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emoemoemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. friday's the FUSION! convention shizz. WHEE HEE HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate rivers of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-8331338280622608298?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8331338280622608298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=8331338280622608298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8331338280622608298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8331338280622608298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/did-i-mention-i-made-another-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-6392513124891548483</id><published>2007-01-08T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T06:18:48.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MADE A NEW BLOGSKIN TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. in memory of tc. who's away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... no he didn't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ahwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment at t-e-s-t-e-r.blogspot.com pleasee (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-6392513124891548483?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6392513124891548483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=6392513124891548483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6392513124891548483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6392513124891548483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/made-new-blogskin-today-lalalas.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-4348079185152980459</id><published>2007-01-05T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T07:58:12.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I.AM.PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. SERIOUSLY.ROYALLY.PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pissed i'm singing RYAN CABRERA. like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only sing songs like that when i'm feeling like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY COMPPP. zzz. DARNED VIRUSES. LAGGS THE PIECE OF METAL LIKE CRAP. CRAP.CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAARRRRh. i wanna die. right after i massacre everyone in microsoft.&lt;br /&gt;HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today sucked. like sucked major ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first lesson was by:  ms SIAO. wts. WHAT A HORRIBLY  FATAL WAY TO START THE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it KILLS us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practically EVERYONE fell asleep [REALLY. SERIOUSLY. EVERYONE.] when lesson ended; tem mins late. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the math teacher mr LIM PIA LEONG [ahahahaahhaahs. ... okay nvm.] came in. FRESH outta college. he was okay la. but brydem chew the not-gay  rocks more.     x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the math lesson doodling on the paper we were supposed to get our parents to sign on- I MANAGED TO COME UP WITH A shinobi-GOTH-PUNK like costume for chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO gonna get it made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafta do a more detailed one though. hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess [YAYYY OUR FAVE BLOCK.] came ASSEMBLY. -.- stupid thing. doreen tan was talking about something. how OUR DECISIONS AFFECT THE WORLD. like WOAH.&lt;br /&gt;elitist thinking. heh. i like it. but the talk killed off my braincells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS came. and the day started to get shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T HAVE AN RS GROUP. AHHHHHHHHHHHH.     SCREAAAAMMMM KILL EVERY AND ANY ONE IN YOUR PATH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fortunately, i saw huiling and asked. so i have an rs group.     x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou God. as in REALLY. THANKYOU GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala. I FINISHED the FIRST book of GODCHILD TODAY. i think i'm gonna DIEEEEE of swooning over Mary-Weather. SHE'S SOOO SUUUUPEERRRRR KAWAIII. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;i shall HAVE to borrow more hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and NO it isn't yaoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished the two yaois ytd. xP  i don't like the drawing though. sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shh- don't tell erika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which- our LOSER. teacher got our names confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went: erikay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!?!?!?!?!? GO TO HELL LOSER. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what? i was the PREVIOUS PERSON TO BE CALLED and i said my name is shikaye. and she went ohh okay. are you japanese? korean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" YEAH I TTLY AM."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ohh okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm next, erikaye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole class: W.T.F?!?! AHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAH&lt;br /&gt;AAAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;laffed our butts off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she didn't get it. STILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. social studs was okay la. mr chew was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" as your social studs tcher, i am going to teach you NOTHING. NOTHING."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what is social *draws line* studies*draws line*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz. we had to define social studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whelps. anyway today was okay la. even though i COULDn'T FIND FOLDER WITH THE GOTH ANIMES ONNIT. grahh. comic connection sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. i went swimming today! whee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hafta go dye my hair. -.- got booked by tzeqing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-4348079185152980459?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4348079185152980459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=4348079185152980459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4348079185152980459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/4348079185152980459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/i.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-8567304209160436679</id><published>2007-01-04T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T00:36:09.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school OFFICIALLY starts TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the torture officially starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as of tomorrow, i will have life no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is sad, that school has to start on a FRIDAY. the day JUST before the wonderful weekend. but i suppose it's good cos then we'd have more time to finish the homework given to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still. school is a depressing place. especially so for the students of 309 07'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have. THE MOST IRRITATING TEACHER ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75% [or more] of the talking done during the 'get-to-know-your-students/teachers-better' sessions were done by HER.&lt;br /&gt;there were approximately 20 of us present when she first stepped in, the damned bitch.&lt;br /&gt;the whole day started out happy enough, with her introducing herself as ms sharon siow [SIAO.] and then proceeding to get us to form a circle around her and to start introducing ourselves. right after the first person finished, she went:&lt;br /&gt; Ohh yes, i totally agree. you know i have this one time rite that ......&lt;br /&gt;( you can tell she has atrocious grammar. i CANNOT STAND IT.)&lt;br /&gt;and then launches into one of her seemingly ENDLESS rambles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact that erika reads yaoi, and ms siao wanted to know what yaoi was but was too lazy to look it up, she requested erika to tell her what it was. ( almost EVERYONE in class knew what yaoi was. -what a deprived life she leads.)&lt;br /&gt;and ONCE AGAIN. she began regalling us with tales from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;it almost reminds me of when Moses Lim in underoneroof would go " WAY BEFORE YOUR TIME"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" one of my mother's friends... relative's... something la. had a gay son. and when she found out she had no choice but to go ' haiyo. he's my son wad.' then she just accepted him for who he was. so we should all accept one another no matter what hobbies we like or do right?"&lt;br /&gt;*note: that was a HEAVILY - and i mean H.E.A.V.I.L.Y - abridged version of her lengthy tirade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pathetic thing doesn't even know what agatha christie novels are.&lt;br /&gt;i almost feel sorry for her.&lt;br /&gt;-keyword: ALMOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erika has lent me one of her 'mangas'&lt;br /&gt;Empty Heart by Masara .... i forgot her last name.&lt;br /&gt;it's a cool book. but i do not suggest you read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway: ERIKA IS HALF JAPANESE. how friggin cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;japanese for her is a TOTAL NO BRAINER.&lt;br /&gt;AND she's into Gothic-Lolita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're fellow slash fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you school.&lt;br /&gt;good bye life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-8567304209160436679?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8567304209160436679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=8567304209160436679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8567304209160436679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8567304209160436679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/school-officially-starts-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-800818984349165409</id><published>2007-01-03T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T02:27:27.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my aching butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will some non-lesbian girl please help me massage my butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i can't believe i just said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every single student in rgs today [excluding sec ones.] sat thru FIVE WHOLE HOURS of talks, given by members of the school board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which would explain why my butt aches like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i wouldn't give to be either MJ or RC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ's lower half ttly hurts cos she's been practising for the PSB dance item.&lt;br /&gt;RC's slacking at home cos she's sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sure EVERYONE would agree. nothing sucks more than an aching butt from sitting down too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think Mrs Deborah Tan was nice today. she's always nice, even though she has freaky non-existent eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;she tried incorporating hokkien into her welcome back to RGS talk: " TOA HO, TOA PAI"&lt;br /&gt;and elaborated further that it reflected how people could use their talents for good [ho.--LOL.] or bad [pai(kia)]  -i think you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;despite her niceness. it was one suckAY talk. sitting next to Fiona infront of two prefects I KNOW is most definitely not the way i'd want to spend stoning an hour away. [YES SHE TALKED FOR A WHOLE HOUR. wtf.]&lt;br /&gt;especially not when you're desperately hoping the prefects won't notice your too-light-to-be-chinese hair. -.- sucky dye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORTUNATELY, i wasn't caught. phew. THANK YOU RACHEL n CLAIRE [xP]&lt;br /&gt;after the ass long principal's address [ which was right after the CCA talk by Mrs Anis which was RIGHT after the LEAPS POINTS talk by Mr James Ong which was after the talk by GOH LEE KIAN regarding -.- CCA.  - all three of which were TOTALLY UNNECCESSARY. it was exactly the same shit they talked about in sec one AND two. -which just proves that teachers have no brains. they can't rmbr a thing.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess came and i sat with YVONNE and NARD and KALYAAAAAAA whee. it was nice seeing them again.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying laaaa. &gt;&lt; [ I MISS 208!  grahh dammit.] we crapped throughout recess and next was [DUNDUNDUNDUNNNNN.] house talk by house comm. silly me ttly forgt i was in house comm -.- xinqi had to remind me. eeeek. throughout the 2 hour thinga, i sat next to su lyn and victoria and we S.T.O.N.E.D like. STONED.  sooo borrring.  then came CHEERS which was rli quite amusing: the cheer squad use the PPG THEME SONG i think it went something like- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HADLEY we are the *somethingsomethingsomething* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblahblah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HADLIANS *somethingsomething*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;together we'll go and save the day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i've forgotten the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway CHECK OUT THE HADLEY doods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.rgs.edu.sg/student/houses/hadley/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. they haven't updated the site yet.  ahwell.  laggers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, this year's house shirt sucks. it's just... WORDS. and harley the monkey.  wts.  owell. it's not like i'm gonna wear the thing.  hmm. i think the only good thing about the talk was that they gave out COOKIES&gt; like. WHOLE PACKETS OF FAMOUS AMOS COOKIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was DAMN SCARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was CLAMOURING for a packet. and the poor house comm members [me included] were like WTF?! OII DON'T TAKE MORE THAN ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victoria kinda freaked when she didn't take one for herself and THEN we discovered there was still one whole box left. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then school ENDED. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happyhappyhappy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to ps to pick up my ZEN. the stupid people there said it was functioning again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what utter crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a GONE CASE. i'm getting an iPod Video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grahs. don't think i'll ever get creative again. they're all fugly. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needa new phone too. darned thinga HANGED like. three times in one day wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE NOKIA N-SERIES whee. but Mark says it's LAGGED.&lt;br /&gt;and it kinda is. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll get the L'amour collection! wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my butt still hurts. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: GET WELL RUICI! (: *hugs her in a NON-LESBIANIC way.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-800818984349165409?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/800818984349165409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=800818984349165409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/800818984349165409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/800818984349165409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-my-aching-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5414859230181864312</id><published>2007-01-02T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:21:06.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my hair.... MY HAIR... MY HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fcuking hell! IT'S BLACK AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn you school. damn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RARRRRRHHHHH i'm so sad to see my pinkish hair go i could almost CRY!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; shiiit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. not gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting tomorroe. even though our days of freedom are OVER at least i get to see MJ again! hahas. YEAHYEAHYEAH we're in the SAME CLASS. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rc's in 306. SIGH. but at least she's with STEPH so it shldn't be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;lalalas. I WANNA WATCH SAW2 ON SATURDAY. GRAHH hahas.&lt;br /&gt;TLL better not have classes this sat.&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee there' LB today at 930. season three isn't as nice as one n two. even though kyndra n gang are bitchier. ahwell. I MISS KRISTIN! wahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye hols n hell-o hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5414859230181864312?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5414859230181864312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5414859230181864312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5414859230181864312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5414859230181864312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-3395284140729713135</id><published>2006-12-31T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T23:23:47.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head's gonna implode soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtfuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this doesn't feel like New Year's. i can't believe i'm spending it nursing a fucking headache and doing math assessments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how fucking screwed up is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fucking pissed for no reason as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh. my head hurts &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing is working. i've eaten one chocolate. i don't feel any happier. i took a nap - the ache just got worse. i don't wanna take panadol. i wanna go swimming but i can't even stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is total bullshit cos i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking shit. my head HURTS LIKE HELL UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like whacking my cranium of my neck. it hurts. grahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-3395284140729713135?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3395284140729713135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=3395284140729713135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3395284140729713135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/3395284140729713135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-feel-like-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-1926476717386328770</id><published>2006-12-31T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T08:43:52.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR DOODS n DOODETTES wahahas. i can't believe i'm blogging like at 1230 am. oh wait yes i CAN believe. owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing i did in the new year was go: " WOAH. THAT PERSON?! he turned AH BENG?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- sooooooo random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs apparently, many people frm anderson turned AH BENG and they're pretty much all in xms. - XMAS LOLL. they have jingle bells for their sch song. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was FUN SHIT. like. whole cg went to settlers and we plaed CRANIUM! it's like the ultimate combination of CHARADES, PICTIONARY, TRIVIA, ++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae. OUR TEAM WON! wahahahs. partially due to Tiff's INCREDIBLE dice rolling. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next was CHARADES whee. so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaiah was like: *sways to imaginary beat with a FOAM STICK [wts?!] *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was supposed to be slow dancing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhas. next was yf BASH WHEEE DAMN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahs plaed PICTIONARY and we decorated out TABLE wahahs with the words CHRIST WHIZZES- the Christ was the nicer of the two cos I DREW IT xP [ego moment.]&lt;br /&gt;i shall post the pic when shiying sends it to mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got SPRAYED zzz. stupid amit chased me ALL THE WAY TO THE TOILET [WTS.] wah lau, ahash but STILL he didn't manage to spray moi. wahahas.  rawk.&lt;br /&gt;then he passed it to SCOTT. and while i was ttly minding my own business *PSSSSST!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wts WHITE HAIR. GRAHH  WAH LAU! WHITE HAIR! wtfwtfwtf. owell. i kicked him. HARD. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after that when i thought it was over, i got sprayed by WILKO. WTS?!&lt;br /&gt;-why does EVERYONE target me. grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn isaiah sprayed BEN [WHEEE his RUST HAIR GONE haha.] and WILKO! wheee. white streaks in his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at TEN we said nitenite cos 18 n below can't stay out too late  -.- WTFS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grahhh ahahs i got a lift home from uncle hock guan- WHEE. going to their house later today hahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this goes out to tc: LOVE YOU LOADS DOOD. ahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: GRAHH to all those to SPRAYED MY HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE. HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off *falls asleep*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-1926476717386328770?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1926476717386328770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=1926476717386328770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1926476717386328770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/1926476717386328770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year-doods-n-doodettes.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-2775403478311232093</id><published>2006-12-28T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:02:12.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF. DAMN YOU EARTHQUAKE IN TAIWAN! grahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--condolences to those who've lost their loved ones though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ack. whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case, i can finally blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my effing laggy comp took like. 6 WHOLE MINS just to get to the blogger dashboard page. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY WAS FUN! wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went pooling [is there even such a word.] at yishun safra after hacing lunch at the foodcourt in Northpoint. ahahs lunch was a MESSY AFFAIR. namely becos we were flinging our eating utensils at each other's faces. whee(:  okay. maybe that was only me. heh.&lt;br /&gt;rc kept pushing my head. so i poked hers with my chopsticks. and MJ drank some shit looking drink LOL.wahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;the girls were DAMN TYCO la for pool.&lt;br /&gt;whee. we won all the games cept for one.&lt;br /&gt;rc was TYCO QUEEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like. we aimed randomly and just like. 'whacked' the balls. [lol!] and somehow they just bounced off the cushions and we scored. wahahah. so cool.&lt;br /&gt;oh and sixx commited suicide -.- ahahahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;he was hitting on himself [*stares at his own reflection: "heyy baby". - AHAHAHAHHAH.]&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;funfunfun.&lt;br /&gt;jonathan was rli rli rli pro though. &gt;&lt; rarrrh.&lt;br /&gt;not like. tyco. but like. SKILL PRO kinda thing. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;owell. ahahs he's a pool fanatic luhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE STILL BEAT THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad we didn't send them to bangkok though. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm then we headed over to MJ's to watch OMEN 666.&lt;br /&gt;JAMES.DID.THE.TIM.hello aunty!.GAY.THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tim's was much more traumatising. owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omen was okay i guess. not enuff gore though. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ans jonathan was HITTING ON MJ'S BRO. *shock horror*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahs he tried to pull his pants down zzz.&lt;br /&gt;but his dad was super cool!&lt;br /&gt;instead of freaking out his son was a paedo, he went: you see la. girls he don't want. want boys. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHHA. how true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then stayed back to watch SILK. it was NICER wheeee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had PIZZA WHEEEE. wahahahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home. happy happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I CUT MY HAIR. hah. i now have a fringe. zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it looks like shit. BUT! with a lil help from my hairband I LOOK PUNKer. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell. there's JIANG tmr, so i can ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. off to join my MOM at orchard for dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing offf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: DAMN YOU EARTHQUAKE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-2775403478311232093?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2775403478311232093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=2775403478311232093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2775403478311232093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/2775403478311232093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/wtf.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-8129636166870910205</id><published>2006-12-25T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T19:27:55.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I....*hic*......LOVE....*hichic*.......CHERRR-RYY......&lt;br /&gt;*hicc!*....LIQUER.......CHOC*hic!*-COLATTESS!&lt;br /&gt;whee  (x&lt;br /&gt;first thing in the morning i had CHOCOLATES! wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;the burning trail liqeur leaves as it slides down your throat is MASKED by the cloying sweetness of the cherry.&lt;br /&gt;and well. the chocolate wasn't very special.&lt;br /&gt;i mean. it WAS from marks n spencers. bahh.&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL. cherry liqeur chocolates in the morning prove to be a VERY effective wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;(: so now i'm hyper but bored to the bone. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wind it up by Gwen Stefani n is this LOVE by Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;br /&gt;got my body to wake uppppp. wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;-didn't come out right-&lt;br /&gt;but anyway. now i'm fully awake! hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the fucking rain stops. i will go to ICON to pick up my jumperr&lt;br /&gt;with whoever is free  x)&lt;br /&gt;if the rain does NOT stop i will stay at home n watch Inukami!&lt;br /&gt;while listening to RAIN: the 4th album.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahas. how dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not signing off yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-8129636166870910205?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8129636166870910205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=8129636166870910205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8129636166870910205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8129636166870910205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/i_3735.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-8013698106153200204</id><published>2006-12-25T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T03:47:39.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I.WORE.MY.BOOTS.TO.CHURCH.TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahs. i love my black furry boots (: made me feel so tall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly though. I WAS STILL SHORTER THAN MOST. GRARRRHHHH DANGNABBIT!&lt;br /&gt;i was still shorter than Ferron! WAAAAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;and of course the TALLEST [hmph.] ravi HAD to go: you wanna look taller issit?&lt;br /&gt;... had to resist the urge to kick him there. GAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a 45 min sermon today -.- i think everyone in our cg caught more than 40 winks sitting there stoning. eeugh.&lt;br /&gt;JACQ didn't come to church today. sigh. she went out with her neighbours n ditched us -.-&lt;br /&gt;aiyohh.&lt;br /&gt;but owell. can't blame her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then headed to watch a MOVIE [again.] ahahas with ANTHONy THEO AH-LOY[lol.] SLURP tingyi JESS RUTHWOO ESTY n SCOTT&lt;br /&gt;big gang eh.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah jess kept on fiddling with her BOHO dress ["eh i got it for $8 leh!"] ahahs. it was nice lah i guess. her dress cost 8 bucks says alot about her spending rite? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;as she said, " this year i very budget leh!"&lt;br /&gt;-indeed.&lt;br /&gt;she gave us COLOURED CONSTRUCTION PAPER when scribbled words onnit -.-&lt;br /&gt;but the funny thing was it was SOO COMICAL no one minded. AHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;shall have to scan in the thing.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and cos of her zookeeping stint dring the hols ahloy kept going: eh eh shit sweeper.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAH lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were STILL undecided when we were eating [at KFC]&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah ANTHONy treated me to TAKOPACHI! wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and the poor dear was snoozing on the bus! hahahs WE ALL HAVE PICS OF HIM SLEEPING whee. like likkle kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we finally decided on Eragon the movie alr started -.-&lt;br /&gt;grahh.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway we skipped like. 10 mins of adverts so i guess it was a blessing in disguise. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;cos there were so many pple one side of the theatre was SUUPER NOISY [ahem our side: we sat in one row.] and the other was like. *crickets chirping*-silent.&lt;br /&gt;scott seemed rli rli unlike his usual smartass self today. we didn't know WHY then.&lt;br /&gt;HMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was.. okay i guess. better than casino royale luh.&lt;br /&gt;when the main char. finds the egg and everyone got a clear look at the ovular thing. slurp burst out: MENTOS!&lt;br /&gt;and cos the egg was on the dirty ground, eragon blew at it to sorta clean it.&lt;br /&gt;slurp: MENTOS! the freshmaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pple behind were amusing as well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when the egg cracks-&lt;br /&gt;pplebehind: KINDER SURPRISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cue esty's laff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole movie was punctuated my sarcastic comments by none other tham moi and then muffled laughter from anthony n esther wahahahas. OH not to mention the extremely ANTI-CLIMATIC [is there even such a word?!] sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eragon is fighting the weird orc thingas*&lt;br /&gt;*the fight is ALMOST drawing to a close*&lt;br /&gt;AHHH CHHEEEEEEUUUUU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was still relatively early when the movie ended so we headed for the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;slurp theo tingyi n scott each had a go at the BLOCK thing [ you know the one where you have to press a button to stack em up to get the prize?] yeah. and when they lost it was like this phenomenon: " AWWWWW!" ahahahs. everyone turned n stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theo was whacking the heck outta the drums-" wah arms damn pain"&lt;br /&gt;... no shit sherlock. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. and still scott stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were about to find out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt station-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i need a gf!" *proceeds to hug slurp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esty n i : 0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the train:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tired and heartbroken on christmas is definitely not a good combination."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esty n i: OHHHHHHHH. he got ditched.&lt;br /&gt;lols. poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: TIFF YOU STILL OWE ME ONE! hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-8013698106153200204?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8013698106153200204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=8013698106153200204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8013698106153200204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/8013698106153200204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/i_25.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-5703923223908194648</id><published>2006-12-24T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T04:25:36.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PRESENTS PRESENTS PRESENTS~&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;today was present exchange day.&lt;br /&gt;after service we exchanged presents. lalala. i still haven't opened the openable ones yet.&lt;br /&gt;owell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scott was talking about how wilkson " spent a lot of money on you kids yesterday"&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;and he was glad he wasn't there. INDEED.&lt;br /&gt;boring as hell anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACQ got my mouse ears! frm disneyland hahahas. [she forgot theo's prezzie] LOL.&lt;br /&gt;love her loads. MERRY XMAS JACQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at aunty elaine's. some family gathering thing.&lt;br /&gt;her baked lamb was like. WOAH DAMN NICE.&lt;br /&gt;hhahahas. she cooks lunch every year for the xmas gathering.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bailed [wahaahahahhahahaha.] and watched night at the museum with estyBOO isaiah aloysius n ANTHONy. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;funny shizz. but not very. memorable. yeah the typical comedy.&lt;br /&gt;found the liliputian romans coming to life particularly amusing. lolls. they fight with the cowboy mini figurines.    -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then went to the ARCADE AFTERWARDS. and we plaed the drum thingas. hahahs so funn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: THEO TIFF n ESTY YOU OWE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS ALLLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-5703923223908194648?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5703923223908194648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=5703923223908194648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5703923223908194648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/5703923223908194648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/presents-presents-presents-hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-7738649252324758752</id><published>2006-12-23T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T08:07:13.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>XMAS CELEBRATIONS outside the TPY library todayyy. hah.&lt;br /&gt;my foot. well, being a typically apathetic and cynical youth, i don't like  such... functions. it was SOO BORING we almost died.&lt;br /&gt;to the ' OMG-i-can't-stand-it-lets-go-to-the-library ' extent.&lt;br /&gt;which is . VERY BORED.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;halfway through the alleged 'celebrations' we bailed and ended up at MACS. hah. where we discussed how screwed wilkson was cos he molested Ferron [ the poor guy was TRAUMATISED when i saw him last week. ... i was wondering why]&lt;br /&gt;ahahs. gd luck.&lt;br /&gt;als o how tiff looked like one of those underworld SISTERS. like the gangleader who's a female. ahahahahahhahsh funniest thing then happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joash: eh quick la no time already let's go play snooker!&lt;br /&gt;wilkson: y'all 18 and above meh?&lt;br /&gt;me: . DUH.&lt;br /&gt;tiff: eh, what's snooker ah.&lt;br /&gt;me: ... *gesticulates wildly* there that one where you use the long long stick to hit the ball then go into the hole.&lt;br /&gt;tiff: huh?&lt;br /&gt;me:   ... ugh. you dono meh?!&lt;br /&gt;tiff: i thot is the one where you take the ball then throw then the other person catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: THAT'S SOFTBALL MY DEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf la. joke of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUDOS TO YOU TIFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cldn't plae snooker -.- dangnabbit.&lt;br /&gt;grahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. things took a turn for the better. at arnd 9 [ we STONED and went amok from 7 - 9 -_=]&lt;br /&gt;when wilkson decided we would buy the TAPz card thing for us lil ones to play at the arcade!&lt;br /&gt;(: WHEEE.&lt;br /&gt;tiff esty joycelyn sharon n i plaed that weirdo game whereby you whack and hit the large buttons.... yeah. it was fun like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" OMG HIT HIT HIT JUST ANYHOW HIT!"&lt;br /&gt;" OWOW WAH LAU HAND PAIN"&lt;br /&gt;"YAYY WE WON!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh the photos are with the uncle cos it was his camera. &gt;&lt; blehhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall post another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: SNOOKER NOT SOFTBALL&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-7738649252324758752?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7738649252324758752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=7738649252324758752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7738649252324758752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/7738649252324758752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/xmas-celebrations-outside-tpy-library.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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-19382032.post-6334524629293672665</id><published>2006-12-22T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:57:16.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didn't blog yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;*shock* *horror*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was SO FANTASTICALLY DULL my brain died. thus paralysing my whole body.which lead to this heinous crime.&lt;br /&gt;not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whelps. i've already killed the entire squadron of the blog-police so i'm not gonna get arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain ressurected cos i was reminded of the NUMEROUS THINGS that had to be done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like swimming.&lt;br /&gt;and delivering presents.&lt;br /&gt;and annoying the crap outta my parents.&lt;br /&gt;and ordering PIZZA FOR DINNER [hah. take that sixx.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in any case.&lt;br /&gt;today is BAT PICTURE DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNGxGmo8DoI/RYvZIuBezUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nzV8QJR-TxU/s1600-h/P1080185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jNGxGmo8DoI/RYvZIuBezUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nzV8QJR-TxU/s320/P1080185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011337754196233538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these two bats were hanging from the roof of our house ytd.&lt;br /&gt;AREN'T THEY THE CUTEST THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;wk n i had a reali random conversation today about how we shld breed TEDDY BATS and how they could be a TTLY RANDOM substitute for cellphones.&lt;br /&gt;wow. aint't that awesome. like. aussies could hang teddy bats frm their hats n discard their cellphones. the supersonic sounds the bats make can be received by the satellites in outer space and can then be relayed to teddy bats all across the globe.&lt;br /&gt;to recharge your teddy bat, simply feed it grub. literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the point. awesomely ugly but adorable these critters may be, they are a MENACE to the shoes in my home. they shit on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNGxGmo8DoI/RYviPOBezaI/AAAAAAAAABM/rQJILv7pkH8/s1600-h/P1080193a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNGxGmo8DoI/RYviPOBezaI/AAAAAAAAABM/rQJILv7pkH8/s320/P1080193a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011347761470033314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shit. [ includes the seeds of the fruits they have consumed.] -they are fruitbats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNGxGmo8DoI/RYvhlOBezZI/AAAAAAAAABE/xwmkc54AMIY/s1600-h/P1080194a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNGxGmo8DoI/RYvhlOBezZI/AAAAAAAAABE/xwmkc54AMIY/s320/P1080194a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011347039915527570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shit on my SLIPPER.&lt;br /&gt;dangnabbit. that was my favourite!&lt;br /&gt;grahh.&lt;br /&gt;had to throw that pair away. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCR PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. from The Black Parade album. wheee. you have to uhh tilt your head to the left to see it heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNGxGmo8DoI/RYvnhOBezcI/AAAAAAAAABs/5kFbMQehyic/s1600-h/IMG04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jNGxGmo8DoI/RYvnhOBezcI/AAAAAAAAABs/5kFbMQehyic/s320/IMG04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011353568265817538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. I LOVE THE ART. friggin cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS COOL SHIZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19382032-6334524629293672665?l=t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6334524629293672665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19382032&amp;postID=6334524629293672665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6334524629293672665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382032/posts/default/6334524629293672665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-r-a-p-p-e-d.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-didnt-blog-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>四季　｜　全雨</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05128858163105896037</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/_jNGxGmo8DoI/RYvZIuBezUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nzV8QJR-TxU/s72-c/P1080185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
