<?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-33753520</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:25:45.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:))</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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mich327elle@i-cable.com [elle, Online] &lt;br /&gt;but if you really don't want me calling you tantan the plantplant, then i'll stop, but it'll be a pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21:30:19 sarahtansiyin@hotmail.com [LUCKY BUTT SUPERMAN, Busy] &lt;br /&gt;lol i dont really min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6628856980750576949?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6628856980750576949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6628856980750576949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6628856980750576949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the plantplant hopes that she is a pretty plantplant&lt;br /&gt;because tantan the plantplant knows that there are alot of plantplants outside in the bigbigbig world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tantan the plantplant prays that you'd take pity on her and love tantan the plantplant too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-7688816482708569487?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/7688816482708569487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=7688816482708569487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/7688816482708569487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);toggleFontSizeMenu();ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-9 is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;there's 2 more nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle is almost dead.&lt;span class="on menu-top" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_FontSize" title="Font size" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);toggleFontSizeMenu();ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's dying.&lt;br /&gt;she's dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="on menu-top" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_FontSize" title="Font size" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);toggleFontSizeMenu();ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAL YOU'RE DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to those people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg dai lao shi actually understood the language of reason.&lt;br /&gt;親愛的孩子們﹐我們明天沒有測驗.&lt;br /&gt;then this other chinese teacher beside her was like&lt;br /&gt;他們(out lovely 7-9 cast) 很辛苦啊!&lt;br /&gt;thankyou mr mulcahy oh thank you so so much.&lt;br /&gt;you saved LIVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE AMPLE SLEEVES OF LIBAI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6710068455350616757?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6710068455350616757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6710068455350616757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6710068455350616757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-8979565183095879176</id><published>2007-04-20T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T06:44:24.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was gonna drown on about today, but since valerie has spent her time doing it, i shall not do it. lol anyways i shall just write a sentence about it. they basically hacked into all the computers and i spent a lot of my CT period on it and my XIN WEN BAO DAO. then mr B told me and val that he taught the yr 13s to "hack". wow great! then this year wasn't as fun as last year except that MRS OCONNELL got in. with a white shirt. well you can guess what happened. anyways the 8th floor new building was in CHAOS in the morning and ms brubaker was like HOW DO I GET INTO MY OFFICE?!!?!?!?!?!?!! then dr drake came and moved the FURNiTURE away and cleared a path to our LOVELY BELOVED RED HOUSE HOMEROOM. and OMG ZHANG LAO SHI AND DAI LAO SHI ESP ZHANG LAO SHI is EVILLLLLLLL. xiao qiang's. omg fakeee cockroachesss. sarah, jing and joyce were TRICKED and DUH they SCREAMED SO LOUD MANNNNNN! anyways today was great. what a pity there's rehearsal tmr... haixxxxxxxx... i shall stop complaining : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-8979565183095879176?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/8979565183095879176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=8979565183095879176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8979565183095879176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8979565183095879176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-was-gonna-drown-on-about-today-but.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-6363200741640878287</id><published>2007-04-17T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T02:37:55.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually, valerie's cute quiz caught my eye, so HERE IT IS! sorry val i LOVEEE YOU &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;1) Sing a solo?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Take an hour-long shower?&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Smoke pot just to be cool?&lt;br /&gt;EWWWWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Make a mean Myspace for someone you hate?&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Spend all night on homework?&lt;br /&gt;do i have a choice?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE&lt;br /&gt;1) More than one person?&lt;br /&gt;as in like-like? yup.&lt;br /&gt;as in love-like? wait. define person. does mommy and daddy count? of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Daisies?&lt;br /&gt;mmhmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) To paint your fingernails?&lt;br /&gt;YUPPP : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Music?&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT &lt;333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Black raspberry ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;maybeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Skinny dipping?&lt;br /&gt;what's that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) The beach?&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Cats?&lt;br /&gt;sure, but i don't like studying them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;1)Is your hair up?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Is your phone right beside you?&lt;br /&gt;nopeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Do you miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;YES! all the DGS ppl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Do you wish you were somewhere else?&lt;br /&gt;YES, IN DGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Do you have plans for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE LAB REPORT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Are you wearing makeup?&lt;br /&gt;nopeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Are you wearing chapstick?&lt;br /&gt;nope and my lips are DRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Are you cold?&lt;br /&gt;NOPPPPPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Are you excited?&lt;br /&gt;about spending AGES doing science? NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Are you watching TV.?&lt;br /&gt;i watched for 15 minutes just nowww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Who's the last person you IMed?&lt;br /&gt;ee leng, I NEED THE RESULTS FROM HERRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Who's the last person that called you?&lt;br /&gt;um... cissy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAST&lt;br /&gt;1)Recently done anything you regret?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Ever lied?&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Ever trip over your own feet?&lt;br /&gt;not exactly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Ever thrown up because you cried so hard?&lt;br /&gt;nooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST WEEK&lt;br /&gt;1)Had any plans last week?&lt;br /&gt;not really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Have you cursed?&lt;br /&gt;nopeeee at least i don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Have you yelled at someone?&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Have you cried?&lt;br /&gt;might have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Have you called more than 3 people?&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Have you IMed more than 3 people?&lt;br /&gt;YES OH YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;1)First thing you did this morning?&lt;br /&gt;took off my CONTACTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you consider yourself good looking?&lt;br /&gt;nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Is your cell phone a piece of crap?&lt;br /&gt;NOPE I LOVE MY PHONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What's something you look forward to in the next 6 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;7-9 production THE AMPLE SLEEVES OF LI BAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What's annoying you right now?&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What's the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;EHHHH...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6363200741640878287?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6363200741640878287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6363200741640878287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6363200741640878287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6363200741640878287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/04/actually-valeries-cute-quiz-caught-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-3560783663992778619</id><published>2007-04-16T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T05:59:34.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha everyone's taking quizzes but i don't feel like answering so many questions. i'm LAZY...&lt;br /&gt;but i took a quiz. haha i'll post it tmr. heheeeee it's only a picture though... : )&lt;br /&gt;anyways what was i going to say here? i kinda forgot.&lt;br /&gt;oh right. i think it was something about changing things for my BLOGGGG that is kinda deserted.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. desSerted. wow sweet. anyways as i type my TALL TALL cup is shaking. so i should stop i guess.&lt;br /&gt;bye byeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-3560783663992778619?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-5321954917189438192</id><published>2007-04-12T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T07:09:25.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A friend is someone who cares&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is always there &lt;br /&gt;A friend is someone special&lt;br /&gt;Someone who you can tell everything &lt;br /&gt;A friend is someone who will never betray you&lt;br /&gt;No matter who doesn't like you &lt;br /&gt;A friend is someone you can trust&lt;br /&gt;Someone kind of like you" --Internet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-5321954917189438192?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-673535202668359648</id><published>2007-04-04T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T07:07:57.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAHTANSIYIN :D&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE OFFICIALLY OLD NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-673535202668359648?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/673535202668359648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=673535202668359648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/673535202668359648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/673535202668359648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-sarahtansiyin-d-your.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-2202178437488039745</id><published>2007-03-26T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:52:03.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY I'M OLD so yeah. anyways hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i'm 14 yes F-O-U-R-T-E-E-N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND VALERIE YEE I DO NOT LIKE HIM MAYBE YOU DO CUZ YOU KEEP TALKING ABOUT HIM. YES YES DENIAL. YOU WERE TOO. SILLY BILLY. ANYWAYS I FORGIVE YOU FOR BEING CHILDISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOYCE I RESPECT YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE MY LEUNG PO PO. I LOVE YOU DEARR &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i love LISA TOO cuz she's very nice and she's my GUO BAO :D i love you lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there are many other people that i love. and sarahtansiyin. i'm gna get you. i'm WORKING SO GO AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for saying happy birthday and presents. thanks for the earings ee leng and valerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;michelle 1:51 PM&lt;br /&gt;14 years earlier, i still wasn't born.&lt;br /&gt;soon though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-2202178437488039745?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/2202178437488039745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=2202178437488039745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/2202178437488039745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/2202178437488039745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay-im-old-so-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-6752458983636026085</id><published>2007-03-20T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T05:29:17.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are things that can be forgotten, there are things that remain forever, etched in your memory. a lot of things you regret, only when it is too late. i've poured a bucket of water out, i've released papers in the wind. i've done everything wrong. i've never understood, how a specific person can make such a difference in your life. there isn't another chance for me, so all i can do is move on. but i can never forget you, all those times with you, the time you spent with me, the time you said "i'm proud of you". the times when your words meant so much, to the times when your words hurt so bad, so much that you'll never realize. i might wish for another chance, but i know i should move on. i'll miss you dearly, and i'll be hurting inside. but the world won't see, the world won't care. thanks for everything, until the day if you ever decide to forgive me, i'm sorry, and i mean it, really, i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6752458983636026085?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6752458983636026085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6752458983636026085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6752458983636026085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6752458983636026085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-are-things-that-can-be-forgotten.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-4492794079914630528</id><published>2007-03-17T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T03:30:10.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just got back from crossroads, and *sighhhhhhs* i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;we moved TALL SHELVES that were REALLY HEAVY and taller than the door.&lt;br /&gt;so we had to turn the shelf/cuboard thing around 360 degrees TWICE.&lt;br /&gt;we (me and KK) swept leaves [oh they were SO dusty and ANT-y] then we were talking abt TPC and ants and mosquitos&lt;br /&gt;then i put the rubbish bag into a rubbish bin and i screamed. for what reason? none! weird or what!?&lt;br /&gt;anyways i love manual work i don't know why?! i'm weird i know.&lt;br /&gt;CROSSROADS &lt;33 OH and CHEERS to the UNDERWEAAR/clothes sorting group.&lt;br /&gt;OH AND A LOT OF LOVELY PEOPLE BOUGHT CHOCOLATE, yes, lovely delicious CHOCOLATE.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh why is chocolate FATTENING!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;anyways hehehehe ee leng got PRETTY earings with a special COLOUR oh and she also got a WIGGLY (is that the right adj?) pen!&lt;br /&gt;then i got chocolate, very normal earings and also a wiggly pen (TIGER RAWR!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to go do my chinese story now, edittt// laterrrrrrrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-4492794079914630528?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/4492794079914630528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=4492794079914630528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/4492794079914630528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/4492794079914630528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-got-back-from-crossroads-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-801655907980754424</id><published>2007-03-16T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T19:10:34.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgiveness does not erase the past, but it sketches a brighter future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you please sketch a brighter future?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-801655907980754424?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/801655907980754424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=801655907980754424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/801655907980754424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/801655907980754424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/03/forgiveness-does-not-erase-past-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-5273142080895040255</id><published>2007-03-08T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T16:30:38.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Valerie is typing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;away away away&lt;/span&gt; on her computer and going &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;on on on and on&lt;/span&gt; about the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cuteness&lt;/span&gt; of her cousins? And she then goes on about the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; debate between her and ee leng. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;TING XIE&lt;/span&gt; later XD i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to revise. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;good luck &lt;/span&gt;everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posting at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;CT&lt;/span&gt; cuz mr &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;TOPP&lt;/span&gt; isn't here, michelle *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-5273142080895040255?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/5273142080895040255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=5273142080895040255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5273142080895040255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5273142080895040255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/03/valerie-is-typing-away-away-away-on-her.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-21045770806901574</id><published>2007-02-24T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T23:19:01.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i get to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my earings, WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so now i have 4 pairs i can wear :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you knowwwwww CT is SO MA FAN. ho doh parts, mui yut gor part dou ho doh yeah joh, hai.... anyways that was in canto. and HELLO SARAH. we'll all be burried in piles on homework. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-21045770806901574?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/21045770806901574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=21045770806901574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/21045770806901574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/21045770806901574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-get-to-change-my-earings.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-6191531931392473977</id><published>2007-02-21T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T04:06:49.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heyy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;, have moreeee fun in singaporee and be happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heyy &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ee leng&lt;/span&gt;, have a niceee holiday in HONG KONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heyyy &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;deon&lt;/span&gt;, HELLO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's very clear to me ; you've made it clear that you no longer treat me as a friend ; you've made it clear that i am nothing to you ; you've made it clear that you no longer care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'll realize, i hope i'll make it clear, that: i'll no longer care ; i was wrong to think we could be friends ; i'll still be nice and everything to you, i'll still care about you, i'll still treat you as a friend just because you were once my friend and i still care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know who &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6191531931392473977?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6191531931392473977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6191531931392473977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6191531931392473977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6191531931392473977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/02/heyy-sarah-have-moreeee-fun-in.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-6492532681426448393</id><published>2007-02-17T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T23:06:51.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEYYY PEOPLE WHO ARE CURRENTLY LIVING IN THE YEARR OF THE PIGGY PIG PIGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways, for a completely random topic. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GLOBAL WARMING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we can all feel the effect of it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ALREADY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! i mean, how about 10 years later?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's currently 25 oC and it's supposed to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WINTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways JOULE ISLAND is officially &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. yes, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;O-V-E-R&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp; sarahhhhh, good luck on it, i hope mr etheridge isn't mad at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp; you must rmb have fun in singaporee but don't forget hk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; you must must must forget abt the weirdoooo island called Joule Island, or JI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; you must rmb you have cool green socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; you must rmb that you have a lovely pretty DOGG called HARPIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; you must rmb that school will start in a week, which is SEVEN days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; you must rmb that this is the year of the pigggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; you must rmb that this is very randommmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; you must rmb that you have pretty nerdy fringe-y HAIRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp;&amp;amp; you must rmb that this is the tenth "&amp;" YESSSS IT IS. did you know that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEARR OF THE PIGGY PIG PIGGG SO ByE FOR NOWWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*she has signed off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6492532681426448393?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6492532681426448393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6492532681426448393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6492532681426448393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6492532681426448393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/02/heyyy-people-who-are-currently-living.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-8885123713748365680</id><published>2007-02-13T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T03:28:45.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030979938443326802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RdGhmUcH9VI/AAAAAAAAACc/H0uWJoLrzi4/s400/926.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hello sarah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;you asked me what was wrong, and i smiled and said &lt;strong&gt;"nothing"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then i turned around and whispered to myself &lt;strong&gt;"everything"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-8885123713748365680?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/8885123713748365680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=8885123713748365680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8885123713748365680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8885123713748365680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-sarah-33-you-asked-me-what-was.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RdGhmUcH9VI/AAAAAAAAACc/H0uWJoLrzi4/s72-c/926.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-3819854639417490232</id><published>2007-02-13T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T01:07:12.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanting sympathy, crying when we’re near. Can’t believe I thought you were my friend, clearly I was so wrong. Can’t believe that I treated you like I did, can't believe i didn't see the real you. Guess what? You’re not greater than me, you’re not better than me, you know who I hate? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh wait, you don't even deserve such a nice colour, but i'll be nice and give you yellow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-3819854639417490232?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/3819854639417490232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=3819854639417490232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/3819854639417490232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/3819854639417490232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/02/wanting-sympathy-crying-when-were-near.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-3502928619340497755</id><published>2007-02-02T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T01:07:12.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RchE8FZS4rI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7LSDg8jhGGg/s1600-h/harpieee.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028344782990271154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="210" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RchE8FZS4rI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7LSDg8jhGGg/s400/harpieee.png" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RchE8lZS4sI/AAAAAAAAACA/oF4zjmlULNo/s1600-h/sarahhh.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028344791580205762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="234" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RchE8lZS4sI/AAAAAAAAACA/oF4zjmlULNo/s400/sarahhh.png" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RchE8lZS4tI/AAAAAAAAACI/kaEI6UjKeNY/s1600-h/another+sarah.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028344791580205778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="265" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RchE8lZS4tI/AAAAAAAAACI/kaEI6UjKeNY/s400/another+sarah.png" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are pictures of a fringey-haired nerdoooo and her dog, harpie &lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-3502928619340497755?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/3502928619340497755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=3502928619340497755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/3502928619340497755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/3502928619340497755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/02/please-dont-assume-that-this-is-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RchE8FZS4rI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7LSDg8jhGGg/s72-c/harpieee.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-7030885785458385827</id><published>2007-01-27T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T06:59:10.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RcNRKVZS4qI/AAAAAAAAABs/gWCxgMxZjFk/s1600-h/blej.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026950847059387042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RcNRKVZS4qI/AAAAAAAAABs/gWCxgMxZjFk/s400/blej.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE FRIENDS FOR EVER AND EVER! GO RED BULLS, LOL GREEN TRAITOR :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm, it was a pretty picture before, but there was a girl, and she said i was violating her personal rights to put a picture with her on it. well anyways, valerie, lovee you cuz you're a nice girl and you look pretty :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RbwJT1ZS4mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/okxUV_AW0Ik/s1600-h/IMGP1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024901520593969762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 4px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 8px" height="43" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RbwJT1ZS4mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/okxUV_AW0Ik/s400/IMGP1521.JPG" width="55" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, now for my complaining session XD :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH SCREW MYO SCREW SCREW SCREW&lt;/span&gt;, what conductor with ANY sense would change sections of players when they have practised hard for their own section and with a performance coming up? it's just plain &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;INSENSIBLE&lt;/span&gt;. anyways, i got DEMOTED to second when i practically know the first violin part by heartt and i have to sit by this little boy whom i totally dislike (to put it directly, hate) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG IT'S SO UNFAIR!&lt;/span&gt; i mean, when they tested me (not all ppl, maybe only me? dno), there were bunches of kids, children running around chatting talking and they were so very loud, how to concentrate? cannot mann! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S VERY VERY VERY STUPID. OH SCREW MYO!&lt;/span&gt; and that's all i have to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-7030885785458385827?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/7030885785458385827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=7030885785458385827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/7030885785458385827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/7030885785458385827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/01/friends-for-ever-and-ever-go-red-bulls.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9SqO76lolQ/RcNRKVZS4qI/AAAAAAAAABs/gWCxgMxZjFk/s72-c/blej.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-5515965812817558620</id><published>2007-01-12T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T06:03:42.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you know, looking through my old blogs, msn history and everything, i think i've changed quite a lot. but not for the better. me and &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ee leng&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;janis&lt;/span&gt; were really good friends at the beginning, and we used to always talk together on msn, and how everyone got kidnapped at times and we had to call 999, and janis would tell us off. then i remembered how janis was an expert at everything. then i remember how me and janis said that we would always tell each other when we did something wrong or when we had hurt each other and not more "mad at each other". how janis and ee leng always got to be in one team and i was always left out, and how i used to cry when they had fun and i couldn't cuz they were together. how i always wanted to be in a team with janis and ee leng. how she always had to go with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tilly&lt;/span&gt;. how i always loved pairing with ee leng. how i was overjoyed when we were in the same teaching group. how me and ee leng were gonna go to each other's houses. how it never happened. how she was mad at me for 3 months after YMCA camp. then i remember how me and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;valerie&lt;/span&gt; used to be best friends forever when ee leng was mad at her for 7 months (?) and then when ee leng stopped being mad at her, valerie and i stopped being best friends forever. then i remember when sarahtansiyin came and how i had always looked forward to her coming, and how i had told myself to be nice and be her friend. then the day when she came, she was sitting at the crowded table and i was all we should ask her over to sit here, but i never got up the courage to go ask. then i remember the big, nasty change. i became a fat, annoying, hyper, copycat, selfish person. but then i still remember how i always tried so hard. i remember when me and ee leng used to have so much fun. i still remember when she always offered to be nice. how that friendship will never be the same now. never again, right? then i'll remember how &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;joyce&lt;/span&gt; came into my life and lit up everything. then how she was so very mean. then i'll always remember how &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;adrian&lt;/span&gt; came into my life, and i how i wrote that bad bad post and hurt him real bad. how i used to talk to him so much. how i hate him now. then i'll remember &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;deon&lt;/span&gt;. how i met him in chinese. how he was nice. he was new too. then when i met &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;asia&lt;/span&gt; too in chinese, and we used to talk talk talk. then i remember how i got moved to A1 an the first class there they were doing a project and i didn't ahve to do it. and how me and lisa always played in chinese and almost never listened. and how when zhang lao shi asked me questions i would just say i didn't know without actually thinking. and how i got top of the class in the first test. and how i got 28/30 in a zuo wen. which is practically impossible for me. then i'll also remember what an awesome teacher zhang lao shi was. how i'm now a pretty bad friend. how i'm always too hyper. how i'm a copy cat (right? there.) oh i nearly forgot. i'll always remember how &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;west side story&lt;/span&gt; came into my life and screwed up my grades but changed my life. oh and i'll also remember how ms sterns can be so nice and so mean too. how ms chadwick and her daughter and ms farrell came into the changing room after show while i was changing. then how proud of me she was. then i remember how i ran away from &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ms sterns&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;mr moore&lt;/span&gt; everytime now. how i'm so scared of them both. how i love &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;trina&lt;/span&gt; so much and she is HO COMPLICATED. oh and how scared i was when&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; talia&lt;/span&gt; got mad at me that time in wss (now i know why, oh i'm sorry ta!) and how &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;natasha&lt;/span&gt; never gave me back my $20 and how she would never let me sit next to both sarah and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lisa&lt;/span&gt; cuz SARAHTANSIYIN needed lisa more and she HAD to sit next to her. then i'll always remember how i've always wanted to be one of janis's friends. then i'll remember how &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;bernice&lt;/span&gt; came and how janis and bernice became friends and then we stopped being together anymore. i wish i had a friend whom i could really talk to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;, who could really be there for me when i need a friend &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;, who will be my true friend. &lt;strong&gt;then i remember how i'm such a bad person now and how i'll &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; have friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-5515965812817558620?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/5515965812817558620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=5515965812817558620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5515965812817558620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5515965812817558620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/01/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-8340473435219346106</id><published>2007-01-12T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T05:20:20.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to realize</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO REALIZE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of a sister&lt;br /&gt;Ask someone&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of ten years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a newly&lt;br /&gt;Divorced couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of four years:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one year:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a student who&lt;br /&gt;Has failed a final exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of nine months:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who gave birth to a stillborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one month:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one week:&lt;br /&gt;Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one hour:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one minute:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one-second:&lt;br /&gt;Ask a person&lt;br /&gt;Who has survived an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To realize&lt;br /&gt;The value of one millisecond:&lt;br /&gt;Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To realize the value of a friend:&lt;br /&gt;Lose one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Time waits For no one.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure every moment you have.&lt;br /&gt;You will treasure it even more when&lt;br /&gt;you can share it with someone special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The origin of this is unknown,&lt;br /&gt;But it brings good to everyone who passes it on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-8340473435219346106?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/8340473435219346106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=8340473435219346106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8340473435219346106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8340473435219346106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-realize.html' title='to realize'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-2486616125762497357</id><published>2007-01-11T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T04:09:17.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a part of me wish the glass didn't break ee leng!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-2486616125762497357?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/2486616125762497357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>Church Signs:&lt;br /&gt;Monday January 1-A Bible that is falling apart belongs to someone who isn't.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday January 2-God's love is for anybody anywhere, and everybody everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday January 3-5 out of 5 dentists agree: church is good for your smile.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday January 4-If you want to hear God laugh, tell him your plans.&lt;br /&gt;Friday January 5-People whon't care how much you know until they know how much you care.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday/Sunday January 6/7-Serve locally, Pray Globally.&lt;br /&gt;Monday January 8-The Bible isn't antique or modern--it's eternal.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday January 9-You talk the talk, but do you walk the walk?&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday January 10-Every time the devil reminds you of your past, remind him of his future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-3586936894551132632?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/3586936894551132632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=3586936894551132632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/3586936894551132632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/3586936894551132632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/01/church-signs-jan-1-10-06.html' title='Church Signs Jan 1-10-06'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-511460105619787626</id><published>2007-01-05T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T06:07:28.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>january 5 friday-people won't care how much you know until they know how much you care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-511460105619787626?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/511460105619787626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=511460105619787626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/511460105619787626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/511460105619787626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/01/january-5-friday-people-wont-care-how.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-2944158945479376396</id><published>2007-01-04T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T05:24:59.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some back to school talk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ee leng: HELLO, wow i can't believe you're 13!!! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;sarah: you're different. yes, D-I-F-F-E-R-E-N-T. don't ask me in a good way or bad cuz i dno!&lt;br /&gt;vall: thanks for the bracelet (i like purple better, but red's nice too!)&lt;br /&gt;deon: look i linked you instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well looks like it's back to work and no more sleep for us, well, me at least!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-2944158945479376396?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/2944158945479376396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=2944158945479376396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/2944158945479376396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/2944158945479376396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-back-to-school-talk-ee-leng-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-1389148580809840839</id><published>2007-01-02T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T20:19:13.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay here deon, here.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i couldn't edit the old post and there IS something wrong with my blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS:&lt;br /&gt;for not going to math club just cuz i told you to stay&lt;br /&gt;for being weird in English&lt;br /&gt;for being neon&lt;br /&gt;for just being deon (weird)&lt;br /&gt;for muahahaha letting me find out ur blog URL ages ago&lt;br /&gt;for your evil looks&lt;br /&gt;for kinda being nerdy in English&lt;br /&gt;for EVERYTHING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-1389148580809840839?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/1389148580809840839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=1389148580809840839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/1389148580809840839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/1389148580809840839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-here-deon-here.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-3332309645193571217</id><published>2006-12-30T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T04:42:12.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;crazy-math-nerds (deon) this is for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sequence: what's the number after "1"? highlight for answer (adrian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;When will you see this sequence? highlight for answer (adrian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New Year's Eve Countdown!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-3332309645193571217?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/3332309645193571217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=3332309645193571217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/3332309645193571217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/3332309645193571217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/12/crazy-math-nerds-deon-this-is-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-2482303942303815895</id><published>2006-12-24T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T01:21:10.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks and Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;CHRSITMAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; ALL my dear darling lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Christmas is the time for giving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;time for giving &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and showing that you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it is about the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;birth of Jesus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and not about holidays and presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEAR IN MIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Give Love On Christmas Day (Song [is on my blog])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for Friends at Christmas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sarah Barah (you get pinkkkkkkkk) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Buffy-ing together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Doing music project together and getting mad at me :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Being just a simply &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Always being there for me and comforting me when i felt bad, encouraging me always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Telling me her secrets and making me keep them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Giving me those really Really REally REAlly REALly REALLy REALLY cute giraffe earings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Forgiving me all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Telling me that i'm bad :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Always being my "mommy" and telling me off for being naughty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Writing that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; post for meeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All in all i love you loads my darlingg sarah barahhh &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ee Leng the Baby Bells who's having her birthday soon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Not tagging (hmph.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Being &lt;strong&gt;VERY&lt;/strong&gt; nice at the Christmas Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Letting me call her ling ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Being there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wearing pretty earings (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hint... hint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Let's hope you actually come here and read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Talia who was such an AWESOME friend (you get green matching your phone) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Keeping my secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Talking for me (asking too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Telling me stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Forgiving me for my "suttleness" (sry for spelling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oh and being there for me (of course)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOHOO&lt;/strong&gt; you won't be reading it, but everyone will knoww tehee i loveeee you so much! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adrian who is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;SO SO SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mean now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONCE UPON A TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;helping me with English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;losing on our TOTing competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Getting thrown at with chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;being &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mean now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;bleh&lt;/strong&gt;. Merry Christmas anways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Cissy the French &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NERDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;helping me in French (wait, did you?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;being nice on my first day in CIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;being there in homeroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;being there for me always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;being a nice nice Scott-er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Clara:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;hehe looking at my ear-hole (always!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;being there in homeroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;being there in English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;being there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;a great HUG! (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no offence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oops nearly forgot someone (guess who? valerie yee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;once being my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;coming over to my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;taking sticky pix (neoprints you call them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chatting in Chinese (all the time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;rooming with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;forgiving me for jumping on top of porcupineeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;being there in wss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;being there in choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;making faces and arguing abt "bsh"s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the pretty scarf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leaving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (hmphhh. *mad face*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks everyone for everything, from being mean, to being nice. I hereby wish you a GREAT Christmas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p.s. Sarah you going to Church tmr?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-2482303942303815895?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/2482303942303815895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=2482303942303815895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/2482303942303815895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/2482303942303815895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/12/thanks-and-merry-christmas.html' title='Thanks and Merry Christmas'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-8063692903297925298</id><published>2006-12-20T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:25:41.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO ONE CARES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've decided that i won't care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've tried so hard to be friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've tried so hard to be caring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've tried so hard to just be there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i know that i'll never succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i can write whatever i want here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because no one ever comes to my blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because no one ever bothers to read my posts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because no one ever bothers to come tag even though they said they would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've realised that no one would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"no one cares about you, Michelle, NO ONE CARES."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;except HER. thanks *oink*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-8063692903297925298?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-153459711441140289</id><published>2006-12-19T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:42:46.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheer up, baby bells</title><content type='html'>ling ling you have to read this okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up my dear baby bells &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;i love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;as sarah says, he isn't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know who he is, but i don't like seeing you sad.&lt;br /&gt;bells are cheerful and lovely, they can be deep and dull too,&lt;br /&gt;but seeing that you're a BABY bell, you should be CHEERFUL,&lt;br /&gt;so CHEER UP my dear dear baby bell, i love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: "i love you loads" is not meant in THAT way, so don't think THAT way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-153459711441140289?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/153459711441140289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=153459711441140289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/153459711441140289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/153459711441140289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/12/cheer-up-baby-bells.html' title='cheer up, baby bells'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-8878601216978252646</id><published>2006-12-16T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:29:32.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>While i was making cards for Christmas, i realized what a loser i am, that all my friends have let me down, how i wish i could write this on their cards, but sadly, i can't because it is not true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas, when I think of the people who make a real difference in my life, I think of the friend I can talk to, really open my heart to, because she understands me… and I think of the friend I have fun with, just doing whatever, whenever, because it feels so good being together… I think of the friend I can count on, the one that I turn to so often, because I know she’ll never let me down… and I think of the friend who inspires me, who always can keep me believing in me because she does… and whenever I think of these wonderful friends and all they’ve given to me, I think of how lucky, how blessed I have been to have found all of them in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ee Leng, you showed me that you could be nice, you showed be that you could care--if you wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sarah, for being there to talk to, and for sharing presents with me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Talia, for being my friend, talking to me, making me happy, and being there for me &lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Joyce, for simply EVERYTHING &lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had a friend whom i could confide in, whom i can really talk to, who understands me, and likes me for who i am. I WISH. but it won't come true, it won't. so i shall smile like nothing's wrong, talk like everything's perfect, act like it's all a dream, and pretend that it's not hurting me. i shall. you shall think that nothing's wrong at all, but let me tell you, it's all an ACT, A-C-T. an act and nothing more. thanks for being my friends (only for girls) &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-8878601216978252646?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/8878601216978252646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=8878601216978252646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8878601216978252646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8878601216978252646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/12/while-i-was-making-cards-for-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-5582866434595695254</id><published>2006-12-11T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:39:18.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://beta.blogger.com/"&gt;i hate ungrateful people.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how they just take everything for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how they never care about your feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how when you give them something (not present, only to help),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all you get is a simple thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when you had spent lots of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when you could have been doing something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how when i spent about an hour waiting for the computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to copy the HUGE file onto a disk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;because it couldn't send by msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how after i gave it to you and told you i spent AGES on it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you never even bothered to reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how i tried so hard to be there for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;even though i wasn't in your teaching group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how i thought you were my bff (bf=boyfriend;bff=best friends forever),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how i thought we could get through life in CIS together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how i thought we trusted each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how i thought you would care about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but you've found other friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;obviously better than me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so go on, live your life at CIS happily,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;while i move on with my other friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I hate you, you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ungrateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-5582866434595695254?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/5582866434595695254/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>If there's someething bothering you,&lt;br /&gt;and you want to talk about it,&lt;br /&gt;im here--&lt;br /&gt;not to judge,&lt;br /&gt;not to give advice,&lt;br /&gt;or pretend i know&lt;br /&gt;exactly what you're feeling.&lt;br /&gt;but just to listen,&lt;br /&gt;and be something&lt;br /&gt;you really need right now...&lt;br /&gt;a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Always remember&lt;br /&gt;you have caring friends there for you...&lt;br /&gt;believing in you.&lt;br /&gt;Sharing the hard stuff divides it in two...&lt;br /&gt;and doubles the good stuff for me and you!&lt;br /&gt;Remember...&lt;br /&gt;whether it's a good day,&lt;br /&gt;or a bad day...&lt;br /&gt;it's always a "love ya loads &lt;33" day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up. i'll always be there&lt;br /&gt;to cheer you on.&lt;br /&gt;love you loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-8688685181594810951</id><published>2006-12-06T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:17:13.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you might not admit it,&lt;br /&gt;but you've done a lot.&lt;br /&gt;the loops that you did,&lt;br /&gt;made it into a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made up melodies,&lt;br /&gt;you created a song.&lt;br /&gt;you did wonderful loops,&lt;br /&gt;dynamics and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i've been a bit bossy for what,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm just TOO used to people in my group&lt;br /&gt;not working in my old school,&lt;br /&gt;and i being the only one who creates the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm changing,&lt;br /&gt;i'm discovering.&lt;br /&gt;i'm growing,&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people say that i don't do ANYTHING;&lt;br /&gt;some people say that i do EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;which one should i choose?&lt;br /&gt;which one should i believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++++confused if anything++++++&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-8688685181594810951?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/8688685181594810951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=8688685181594810951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8688685181594810951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8688685181594810951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;to think we ALL went.&lt;br /&gt;now thinking about it, it was all FUN FUN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;even the dinner itself.&lt;br /&gt;we talked, we chatted, we sang birthday songs,&lt;br /&gt;we played chinese whispers or telephone,&lt;br /&gt;even wang lao shi played with us.&lt;br /&gt;okay valerie, you need WAY more practise in this game,&lt;br /&gt;WAY WAY MORE OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;boogers are green,&lt;br /&gt;poo is brown.&lt;br /&gt;this poem is stupid,&lt;br /&gt;so pass it around!&lt;br /&gt;ok asia's "poem" and the SICK JOKE.&lt;br /&gt;hehe i won't put it here,&lt;br /&gt;cuz it's GIRLS ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;not like the boys would be interested at all.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after dinner we went to haagen-daaz (erm)&lt;br /&gt;and we, well me and valllllllerie (the skinnny chicken)&lt;br /&gt;tried so so so many flavours and sarah barah (another skinny chicken) got so mad eh!&lt;br /&gt;then we ate, and we begged my mum to let me go take sticker pix leh,&lt;br /&gt;and then YUP YAY i got to stay till 10.&lt;br /&gt;then we went and took sticker pix. so fun fun fuN!&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i've got to do my chinese in 20 minutes,&lt;br /&gt;and then i'm going to watch step up AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;sry it's not that good, but watching with my friend makes everything fun.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;and TAG MORE OKAY. and update you guys ( or girls ). hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-1937390256872697217?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/1937390256872697217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=1937390256872697217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=4(2p+3q)+2(p-2q)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; =4(2p+3q)+2(p-2q)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      expanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe ee leng. i like it. i like your new handwriting too.&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just read it. hehe reminded me to change my correction tape.&lt;br /&gt;ok. &lt;33 you all dearies and darlings and lovelies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-3435828178451687648?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/3435828178451687648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=3435828178451687648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU RUNNING?&lt;br /&gt;RUNRUNRUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUN LIKE THE GINGERBREAD MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOP 10 REASONS WHY SARAH ROCKS&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE NOTE THAT THERE ARE ACTUALLY MORE THAN 10 REASONS.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) SHE JUST ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;2) SHE ROCKS SOCKS.&lt;br /&gt;3) SHE HAS NICE SOCKS.&lt;br /&gt;4) SHE HAS NICE GREEN SOCKS.&lt;br /&gt;5) SHE ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;6) SHE HAS EYES.&lt;br /&gt;7) SHE HAS BIG EYES.&lt;br /&gt;8) SHE HAS BIG BIG EYES.&lt;br /&gt;9) SHE HAS BIG BIG BIG EYES.&lt;br /&gt;10) SARAH ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;SEE;&lt;br /&gt;SARAH ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, SARAH IS SUPERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR BUBBLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAH&lt;br /&gt;okay :)) so remember,&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;sarah rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-8898826232760582443?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/8898826232760582443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=8898826232760582443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8898826232760582443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8898826232760582443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-sarahhhhhh.html' title='TOP 10 reasons why you should run away from 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and bad witches in this world.&lt;br /&gt;ms. chadwick, thanks for being a GREAT head-of-year!&lt;br /&gt;i'm having you for drama tmr, let's hope you won't be "dissapointed in" our class!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-118651310445617831?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/118651310445617831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=118651310445617831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/118651310445617831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/118651310445617831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=157361983523814075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/157361983523814075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/157361983523814075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/sarah-rocks.html' title='SARAH ROCKS.'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-547796520371637206</id><published>2006-11-24T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T01:35:04.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BACK FROM TUNG PING CHAU!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok i got loads of mosquito bites.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite boring, the field work i mean.&lt;br /&gt;but the food was nice.&lt;br /&gt;and overall it was great.&lt;br /&gt;thinking about it, i'm gonna be so jealous when you guys go in may!&lt;br /&gt;//edit// pix later. i JUST got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts:&lt;br /&gt;TALIA--i love you so so so so so so much &lt;33 thank you.&lt;br /&gt;SARAH--HELLO HOW WAS HISTORY?&lt;br /&gt;PIGGYPOkee--I LOVE YOU SO MUCH VALERIE. YUP YOU MISSED ME. YUP I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;PIGGYPINK--THANKS FOR MAKING THIS TRIP SO GREAT! I LOVEEE YOU. GRRRR I CAN'T GET JOKES.&lt;br /&gt;NEON DEON--HI&lt;br /&gt;please tell me if i missed you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i gtg--singing lesson. grrrrr i'm so tired and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//editt//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-547796520371637206?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/547796520371637206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=547796520371637206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/547796520371637206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/547796520371637206'/><link rel='alternate' 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WE WAVED LOL :)))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-536105105783430670?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/536105105783430670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=536105105783430670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/536105105783430670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/536105105783430670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/hehe-i-saw-sarah-p-today-i-was-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-8317771201544169223</id><published>2006-11-18T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T06:36:48.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG thank you so much sarah!&lt;br /&gt;you brightened up my day!&lt;br /&gt;but i'll miss you SO SO SO much in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;won't have you talking to ms wong&lt;br /&gt;about taking dai lao shi to the spa,&lt;br /&gt;and everything funny.&lt;br /&gt;won't have you and lisa hitting each other,&lt;br /&gt;won't have you acting FLUFFY.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sad too. :((&lt;br /&gt;OMG thank you ee leng!&lt;br /&gt;you brightened up my day too!&lt;br /&gt;to know that you forgave me.&lt;br /&gt;to know that we would talk.&lt;br /&gt;to know that we'll be in the same tent,&lt;br /&gt;to know that we'll be together.&lt;br /&gt;it just sends a warm glow through my body.&lt;br /&gt;OMG val!&lt;br /&gt;i haven't talked to you in SO SO long!&lt;br /&gt;omg you got 67/70 for ur ting xie!&lt;br /&gt;it's so very good!&lt;br /&gt;OMG adrian!&lt;br /&gt;you hid my nothern lights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-8317771201544169223?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/8317771201544169223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=8317771201544169223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8317771201544169223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8317771201544169223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-thank-you-so-much-sarah-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-5342084814533431649</id><published>2006-11-18T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T04:19:55.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG sarah! thank you so much! AWWWW i'm always thanking you. cuz you're so nice. but WHY? ok this is a ridicolous question. i LOVEEEE you so much sarah. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;ok we "did music homework" at my house!!! i shall try to complete my job on time, "boss"(in a nice way), or else my boss will sadly kill me :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOUTOUTS:&lt;br /&gt;sarah--FLUFFY EH! and let's not tell val how to do it -grins evilly- and you know, you're so nice nowadays, no specific reason? hmmmms. ahhh just cuz you're being a christian-y christian!!! ok i have a LOT to learn. and GOOD LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;valere--stop saying you don't like him anymore. you blush and everything everytime we mention him. &amp;&amp;amp; stop being so N-O-S-Y :))&lt;br /&gt;adrian--stop being a nerd in english. and to think i actually got decieved by ur innocent smile! thank goodness i saw through it in the end, or you would be laughing at me SOOOOOO much!!! :))&lt;br /&gt;ummm... ee leng?-- thanks for being nice in music. and cheer up mmmkay? you'll always have valere and all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wails like sarah- i want math tution! but i don't know any places. anyone? -smiles sweetly-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-5342084814533431649?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/5342084814533431649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=5342084814533431649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5342084814533431649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5342084814533431649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/omg-sarah-thank-you-so-much-awwww-im.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-4152960349521767929</id><published>2006-11-17T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T06:33:11.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was one fun and great day,&lt;br /&gt;mostly thanks to sarah,&lt;br /&gt;even though she doesn't know, DO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;ok. first we had computer music,&lt;br /&gt;and ms simmons told us that we had practically done it all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;we were so mad and everything,&lt;br /&gt;but we worked it out. and sarah's coming over tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;so that we can work on our music and hopefully have something to show on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;then there was chinese.&lt;br /&gt;jing's news report was so good.&lt;br /&gt;and she picked joyce. let's hope she doesn't pick me next.&lt;br /&gt;she was all "i'll see how i feel and how nice you are to me". AH!&lt;br /&gt;then we had break, and i went to the caff and got samosa and an ice cold lemon tea,&lt;br /&gt;so that i wouldn't fall asleep during the chinese test!&lt;br /&gt;then i went back to the classroom planning to study so hard.&lt;br /&gt;on the way i met marco, he asked for a samosa, i gave him one,&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? he ran after taking it! i'm so gonna get him next time.&lt;br /&gt;then i went back and studied. i was sitting in christie's seat and i was eating milo and candy.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like "joyce HELPPP!!!" and all and then i found out we had to memorize the jian jie miao xie thing. and i was all " i can't memorize anything at this moment" and "shut up"! cuz everyone was so noisy. then guess what? lisa and sarah was having a slapping war.&lt;br /&gt;they were like slapping each other, or rather, lisa slapping sarah, and it was so loud.&lt;br /&gt;then both of them were laughing like dno what.&lt;br /&gt;plus, my candy's like all gone cuz everyone LOVED it. haha it's from seven eleven. ok.&lt;br /&gt;then dai lao shi came and i was still studying like crazy and then i got the paper.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know so many of the meaninings i was like gosh i didn't study this one, i didnt' study that one.&lt;br /&gt;then the questions were ok but the one on jian jin zhou was kinda hard but i got kua zhang.&lt;br /&gt;haha sarah you didnt' know how to right kua zhang. you should have written pinyin!&lt;br /&gt;then it was over. i guess quite a lot for the multiple choice ones. :(&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna fail this. argh i need 56 /70! haix, i'll just have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;then it was lunch, and i went with sarah.&lt;br /&gt;we met tilly and i wen to my locker and she went to hers.&lt;br /&gt;i was so fast and so i went up to find SARAH STILL AT HER LOCKER.&lt;br /&gt;then we went down with tilly to the fifth floor.&lt;br /&gt;they were all talking talking.&lt;br /&gt;then sarah decided to share a locker with tilly.&lt;br /&gt;we had to go up and get all her stuff from her locker and go back down all the way.&lt;br /&gt;hehe i tore her folder a bit. sorry sarah. you didn't mind. so nice of you.&lt;br /&gt;then she tidied tilly's locker and make it spotless,&lt;br /&gt;then lovely sarah instructed tilly this and that and then said:&lt;br /&gt;i expect this to be this neat in one weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; i can open it too! and i'll mess it up!&lt;br /&gt;after that, we had lunch&lt;br /&gt;and when we were both done,&lt;br /&gt;we put it all on one plate and i went to get more chicken.&lt;br /&gt;i got two pieces and we each had one. it was so good.&lt;br /&gt;then we had english, and i helped sarah's class do the doors.&lt;br /&gt;then we did reading and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;after that, i met up with sarah&lt;br /&gt;and was buggin her with CT.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to bug kristie instead,&lt;br /&gt;and i got a blob of UHU glue.&lt;br /&gt;then i went back to bug sarah ta and valerie.&lt;br /&gt;then we were playing with phones and then ta went home,&lt;br /&gt;and i did too.&lt;br /&gt;thank you sarah for such a great day! i LOVEEEEEEEE you. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-4152960349521767929?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/4152960349521767929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=4152960349521767929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/4152960349521767929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/4152960349521767929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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bed,&lt;br /&gt;trying to relax, yet thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i came up with this; yet i don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;thanks sarah,&lt;br /&gt;you've shown me a path.&lt;br /&gt;thanks val,&lt;br /&gt;you've made me listen.&lt;br /&gt;thanks talia,&lt;br /&gt;for saying AWWWW&lt;br /&gt;and calling me michie poops!&lt;br /&gt;i am filled with love for my deardear friends,&lt;br /&gt;who were there for me, when i really needed them.&lt;br /&gt;GO SARAH &lt;33 GO TALIA &lt;33 go val &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-56786062157905578?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/56786062157905578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i said i was sorry,&lt;br /&gt;and i meant it with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you didnt realise,&lt;br /&gt;and you didnt understand,&lt;br /&gt;what actually matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm here to say that,&lt;br /&gt;with or without you,&lt;br /&gt;i'll still survive.&lt;br /&gt;i've got my parents and my friends,&lt;br /&gt;my teachers and everything else,&lt;br /&gt;that i had before you came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although you were nice,&lt;br /&gt;although you were patient,&lt;br /&gt;although you could tell what i was thinking about,&lt;br /&gt;it was only because you liked me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to face up to the fact that you dont anymore,&lt;br /&gt;and that you just want to be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cut me some slack,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a normal teenager,&lt;br /&gt;whose first crush is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to pretend like i didnt like you,&lt;br /&gt;like i didnt look forward to our conversations,&lt;br /&gt;like i didnt enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am going to pretend like it doesnt matter,&lt;br /&gt;and i can promise you,&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later,&lt;br /&gt;it wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me some time&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be back on my feet,&lt;br /&gt;one week,&lt;br /&gt;two weeks tops.&lt;br /&gt;i promise you this.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you have the dencency,&lt;br /&gt;to trust me in this&lt;br /&gt;and to be patient with me&lt;br /&gt;as i go back to life and the way it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-5642439564667107963?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/5642439564667107963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friends are always there for you&lt;br /&gt;when you smile&lt;br /&gt;when you're down&lt;br /&gt;when you fall,&lt;br /&gt;when you trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends like these are invaluable,&lt;br /&gt;they are irreplacable.&lt;br /&gt;friends are not dolls&lt;br /&gt;for you to throw around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends forgive,&lt;br /&gt;friends accept you.&lt;br /&gt;friends tell you your thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;friends don't pretend you're perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendship is like love,&lt;br /&gt;it is delicate--&lt;br /&gt;handle with care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go val,&lt;br /&gt;with your lovely poem,&lt;br /&gt;i loveeeeee you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go sarah,&lt;br /&gt;with your words about meeeee,&lt;br /&gt;good luck on your homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go adrian,&lt;br /&gt;whom i once talked to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go jeany and kitty,&lt;br /&gt;who did DT with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go janis,&lt;br /&gt;who was quite a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go joyce,&lt;br /&gt;my lovely darling piggy oink,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;*oink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go my friends,&lt;br /&gt;they mean a lot to me,&lt;br /&gt;just that i'm not good&lt;br /&gt;at showing it.&lt;br /&gt;i loveeeeee them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friends are always there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when you fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when you trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; friends like these are invaluable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they are irreplacable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friends are not dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for you to throw around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friends forgive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friends accept you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friends tell you your thoughts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friends don't pretend you're perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friendship is like love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it is delicate--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;handle with care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go val,with your lovely poem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i loveeeeee you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go sarah,with your words about meeeee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good luck on your homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go adrian,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whom i once talked to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go jeany and kitty,who did DT with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go janis,who was quite a nerd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go joyce,my lovely darling piggy oink,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks for everything.*oink* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go my friends,they mean a lot to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just that i'm not goodat showing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i loveeeeee them. i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; believe in angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the kind that heaven sends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm surrounded by angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i call them my best friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;some quotes for you all to use, just remember to give me credits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i never stopped loving you, i just stopped letting it show."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"never again will my tears fall for you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"maybe i've gotton over your goodbye by now"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"never give up on the things that make you smile""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you asked me what was wrong, i smiled and said nothing; i turned around and whispered everything"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if you would let it be, you would see that i like you the way you are"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"behind this smile is everything you'll never understand"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"dream for love, for joy, for peace, for strength, for hope, never let it go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"watch me fly away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i dare you to care, i dare you to trust me, i dare you to love me. are you up to it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if you hold back your feelings cuz you're afraid of getting hurt, you end up getting hurt anyway"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"the truth is, everyone's gonna hurt you, you just have to decide who's worth the pain"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"on the outside i'm smiling, on the inside i'm crying. there's nothing to live for, i'm slowly dying."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"everything happens for a reason"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"this could be love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"could i be responsible for the smile on your face?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"sometimes it's the words that are left unspoken that hurt the most"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"music is poetry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"love yourself for who you are"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"they laugh at me because i'm different, i laught at them because they're all the same"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"nothing ever worked out my way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"no, you actually wouldn't understand"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&amp; she said "you're crazy" , &amp;amp; he said "only for you, baby""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"it feels like i'm always saying "...sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"sometimes i just want to scream"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"we will get throught his together"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"life is miserable"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"and you'll never get anyone as good for you as me. i won't cry cuz you're done."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"being shy is not weak, being shy is unique"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"sing like nobody's listening"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"the stress you cause is enough to kill me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if you can't get someone out of your head, maybe they're supposed to be there"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i have feelings too"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"there is a truth behind every "just kidding"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"dare to be different"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"smile no matter what"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"perfect is incredibily boring"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"never make someone a priority when they only make you an option" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"dear heart, i met a boy, prepare to shatter" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"guess forever wasn't what it used to be" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"you colour in my world, but when you're gone everything turns gray" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"you had your chance" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"before i met you, i never knew what it was like to look at someone and smile for no reason" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"and he placed his head to her heart and whispered that is my new favourite song" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i want to be your favourite hello and hardest goodbye" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"you make me smile" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"cause i'm cool like that" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"why do dreams have to fade?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"it takes a lot of love to hate you like this" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i hope you choke on every word you spoke when you were screaming at me" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"everyone makes mistakes, that's why they put erasers on pencils" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm not as helpless as you think" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"secretly, you're the only thing that lifts me up and makes me smile" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&amp;&amp;amp; she misses feeling loved" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i've got a heart full of pain, head full of stress, handful of anger, held in my chest" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"today you are you, and there is no one alive that is YOUER than you" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if you don't know where to go, any road will get you there" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm not good and real, i'm evil and imaginary" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"so we fall for stupid boys, we make lots of dumb mistakes, we like to act stupid, talk really fast, and laugh really loud. but us teenage girls, we really good at one thing, staying strong." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"why can't i be that girl. the one that you talk to all your friends about. the one that puts that gorgeous smile on your face. the one that you want to be with. why can't i be your girl?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"be happy for what you are, don't be upset for what you're not!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"pictures fade away, but the memories last forever" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"mmkay, i just wanted to say, you one of the most amazing person i've ever met in my life. i admire you and look up to you more than you will ever know. to sum it up... i love you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i would do anything just to be his everything" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"pain is inevitable, suffering is optional" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i want to be remembered as the girl who always smiles, even when her heart is broken, and that could brighten your day, even if she couldn't brighten her own." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"live, laugh, love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"why bother having a girlfriend, when you only care about yourself?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"reality is the leading cause of stress for those in touch with it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"impossible only means you haven't found the solution yet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"you say i'm a bitch like it's a bad thing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"the clock's ticking by"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"in my own little corner in my own little chair, i can be whatever i want to be"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"my mind tells me to give up but my heart won't let me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"no i don't wanna hate you, don't wanna fight you, you know i'll always love you, but right now i just don't like you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"you weren't there when i was scared"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"real girls aren't perfect, perfect girls aren't read"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"look for the girl with the broken smile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i melt when you say those three words, would you say them again?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"always follow your heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"don't keep giving me excuses"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if i wrote you a symphony, would it show how much you mean to me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"its not denial, i'm just very selective about the reality i accept."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"it's really sweet to hear your voice sayin my name, it sounds so sweet coming from the lips of an angel"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"love isn't finding the perfect person, it's finding an imperfect person perfectly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"we are all pretty bizarre, some are just better at showing it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"sometimes i feel like a figment of my own imagination"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"wild horses couldnt' drag me away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i've never changed, i'm just sick of pretending to be happy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"you're always going to be special to me, no matter what, whatever i do, wherever i go, i'll remember you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"life goes on..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm a weirdo...and i'm lovin it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"there's this boy who makes me smile no matter how bad i feel. he knows just what to say just to make my day. he's the one person i hate to go a day without talking to. &amp;&amp;amp; most importantly he's the boy who has my heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm nowhere near perfect. i eat when i'm bored. i fall for boys and believe lies too easily. i'm hoping that one day i don't need a fake smile &amp;&amp;amp; make-up stories to get someone to like me. i live by quotes that explain exactly what i'm going through, and make-up excuses for everything. i have my best friends &amp;&amp;amp; my enemies; drama and memories. i'm just your average typical teenager."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"friends love you for who you are, so be yourself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i hurt myself, so you can't."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"there's a point in your life, when you realize who matters, who never did, and who always will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"dreams are wishes your heart makes when you are fast asleep"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"sorry i'm not your perfect little barbie doll"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"best friends are meant to be together and stay together without giving up on each other"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"im sick of pretending nothing's wrong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i want to kill myself but i don't want to die, does that make sense?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"please go away i'm allergic to losers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i want you to make me laugh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"don't hold back"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"all i want is you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if my music's too loud, you too old."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i hate bees, ok? they're like flying death monkeys."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm back by popular demand"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm melting in your eyes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"live your life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"love me 4 who i am"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if i told you i loved you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"jealously is a disease, get well soon!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"everything i thought i knew..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"don't follow me, i'm lost too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm too depressed to go on. you'll be sorry when i'm gone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"true friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'll always be the one by your side"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"best friends listen to what you don't say"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"best friends are like stars, they come and go. but the ones that stay are the ones that glow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"if i could reach up to the stars for everytime you've made me smile, the entire night sky would be in the palm of my hands"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"a best friend is the one who can look at you with the biggest smile on your face and still know that something's wrong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"friends are like four-leaf clovers, hard to find, but lucky to have"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"hate homework, love weekends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm only here to annoy you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"music is my world"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i can't look, it's killing me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"don't tell me how to pick my friends, i'm good at that, remember? i picked YOU."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"you're so fat you sat on a rainbow and skittles popped out"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm going to smile like nothing's wrong, talk like everything's perfect, act like it's all a dream, and pretend it's not hurting me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"when i think of you i wonder if you ever think of me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"the cuts in my skin are deep, but the cuts in my heart are deeper."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"animals are not meant to be on Earth to be made into fur."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i want to be the girl you point to and say, that's her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"34 muscles to frown, 4 muscles to stick up my middle finger and tell em to bite me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i am worthless, i hate myself, i hate my life, there is no reason to live."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"call me cinderella"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"you're my cuppycake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i don't need you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"you were there, when i needed a friend"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-4401016508722125017?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/4401016508722125017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=4401016508722125017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/4401016508722125017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/4401016508722125017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends-are-always-there-for-you-when.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-1047074042683350492</id><published>2006-11-13T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:29:07.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Clara got this song into my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Backstreet Boys lyrics" href="http://www.absolutelyrics.com/lyrics/artist/backstreet_boys/"&gt;Backstreet Boys&lt;/a&gt;--Incomplete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty spaces fill me up with holes&lt;br /&gt;Distant faces with no place left to go&lt;br /&gt;Without you within me&lt;br /&gt;I can't find no rest&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm going is anybody's guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to go on like I never knew you&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake but my world is half asleep&lt;br /&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;br /&gt;But without you all I'm going to be is&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voices tell me I should carry on&lt;br /&gt;But I am swimming in an ocean all alone&lt;br /&gt;Baby my baby it's written on your face&lt;br /&gt;You still wonder if we made a big mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to go on like I never knew you&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake but my world is half asleep&lt;br /&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;br /&gt;But without you all I'm going to be is&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't meant to drag it on&lt;br /&gt;But I can't seem to let you go&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna make you face this world alone&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you go (alone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to go on like I never knew you&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake but my world is half asleep&lt;br /&gt;I pray for this heart to be unbroken&lt;br /&gt;But without you all I'm going to be is&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-1047074042683350492?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/1047074042683350492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=1047074042683350492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/1047074042683350492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/1047074042683350492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/clara-got-this-song-into-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-425766853837330827</id><published>2006-11-12T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T04:13:57.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You hurt me more than i did.&lt;br /&gt;But my heart still leapt at the sound of your name,&lt;br /&gt;And I still counted the seconds.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm getting over this.&lt;br /&gt;I still like you for who you are,&lt;br /&gt;Even though you can hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;Your deep down smile,&lt;br /&gt;Your love and passions.&lt;br /&gt;Your great words,&lt;br /&gt;Your understanding.&lt;br /&gt;I wish this had never happened,&lt;br /&gt;But i'm facing the reality.&lt;br /&gt;"You'll be sorry when i'm gone."--internet website dp&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to be a nice friend,&lt;br /&gt;But i'm not sure i'll manage,&lt;br /&gt;After all this. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i'm going to give you the "BOOST" chocolate i owe you on monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-425766853837330827?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/425766853837330827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=425766853837330827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/425766853837330827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/425766853837330827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-hurt-me-more-than-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-8155893311330548170</id><published>2006-11-11T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:57:21.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In answer to your answer, my words are summed up in the following picutures and in a quote from you: to think that i would be willing to do it all over again, to think that the pain was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/z11243440.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/z11243440.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/83519.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/83519.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/z8403349.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/z8403349.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/82497.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/82497.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/83239.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/83239.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/81167.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/81167.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/80404.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/80404.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/54929.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/54929.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/77933.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/71355.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/77933.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/71355.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/71355.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/77220.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/77220.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/77933.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/77933.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/76773.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/76773.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/54930.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/54930.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/69281.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/69281.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/55089.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/55089.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/64558.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/64558.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/54802.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/54802.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/54930.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/69281.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/55089.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/64558.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/3108.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/3108.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/261.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/261.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/2197.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/2197.1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/2168.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/2168.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/3425.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/400/3425.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/3108.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/261.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/2197.1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/2168.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for everthing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From shaping my day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovely MSN convos that i always looked forward to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For showing me your skills,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your passion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To hurting me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After i hurt you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You did what you said i shouldn't do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for being there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i needed a friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To talk to, To be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for doing things that i said thank you to in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for everthing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll remember how it started,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll remember how it ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll remember all the happy times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll remember all the hurt ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll forget all the bad ones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i'll remember-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you always managed to make me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you knew i wasn't happy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even when i had the broadest smile on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not even my closest friends anywhere has ever been able to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were the first one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, for seeing throught my smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll always always remember that, and what you can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was worth it to me. Everthing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2480/4120/1600/3425.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-8155893311330548170?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/8155893311330548170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=8155893311330548170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8155893311330548170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8155893311330548170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-answer-to-your-answer-my-words-are.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-6735849310626406881</id><published>2006-11-11T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T07:46:41.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"to think i meant it, to think the pain was worth it, to think that i would do it all over again".--quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll say these again in my own words from my heart:&lt;br /&gt;i meant it too, it was worth it too, i agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6735849310626406881?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6735849310626406881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6735849310626406881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6735849310626406881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6735849310626406881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/to-think-i-meant-it-to-think-pain-was.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-4488993023453529315</id><published>2006-11-11T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T05:59:01.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think how i trusted you,&lt;br /&gt;To think how i believed in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To think that i thought we could be&lt;br /&gt;More than just good friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think i confided in you,&lt;br /&gt;To think i thought you cared.&lt;br /&gt;To think i tried so hard.&lt;br /&gt;To think i thought you cared.&lt;br /&gt;No, they were all pretence,&lt;br /&gt;All those times i tried,&lt;br /&gt;All those times i waited,&lt;br /&gt;As i counted the seconds.&lt;br /&gt;To think i treated you like a best friend.&lt;br /&gt;TO THINK.&lt;br /&gt;To think i cared.&lt;br /&gt;To think i meant my "thanks".&lt;br /&gt;To think i tried to be there,&lt;br /&gt;When you needed a friend.&lt;br /&gt;To think i tried to understand.&lt;br /&gt;To think i tried to be what you wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've shown me how you could hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want that to happen anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can pretend this never happened,&lt;br /&gt;And we can pretend how we don't know each other.&lt;br /&gt;But what you've done,&lt;br /&gt;Both good and bad, &lt;strong&gt;all happiness and hurt&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Will always remain in my heart, in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-4488993023453529315?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/4488993023453529315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=4488993023453529315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/4488993023453529315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/4488993023453529315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-know-who-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-2166038600017842111</id><published>2006-11-10T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T06:07:04.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note: not Sarah, not Valerie, cuz you were GREAT friends, oh and not Ee Leng either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were my friend.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was yours too.&lt;br /&gt;I said thanks when you did something nice.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that we could be great friends,&lt;br /&gt;What with all the msn chats.&lt;br /&gt;And all the talk about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you’ve shown me that you didn’t care at all,&lt;br /&gt;You shown me how you could break my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize, that all you did was fake.&lt;br /&gt;And I was stupid to have believed your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not know who you are,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not telling.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm probably going to put you on my “other contacts” list.&lt;br /&gt;Now you know who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-2166038600017842111?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/2166038600017842111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=2166038600017842111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/2166038600017842111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/2166038600017842111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/note-not-sarah-not-valerie-cuz-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-7740087569676061479</id><published>2006-11-09T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T05:32:44.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guess what,&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;be two faced,&lt;br /&gt;be mean.&lt;br /&gt;you're not the only one,&lt;br /&gt;who can be mad in this world.&lt;br /&gt;i once thought we would be friends,&lt;br /&gt;good friends, best friends.&lt;br /&gt;but friends forgive and forget,&lt;br /&gt;and it is too obvious,&lt;br /&gt;that you can't do that.&lt;br /&gt;be mean,&lt;br /&gt;make those poems,&lt;br /&gt;say sharp words,&lt;br /&gt;insult me,&lt;br /&gt;say bad things about me.&lt;br /&gt;i am immune to your insults,&lt;br /&gt;you words, and your attitude.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a little thief,&lt;br /&gt;you be nice, you take my heart.&lt;br /&gt;then you throw it up up into the air,&lt;br /&gt;for it to land on the floor, to break.&lt;br /&gt;i will not let you do that again.&lt;br /&gt;you think you have power over me?&lt;br /&gt;WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-7740087569676061479?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/7740087569676061479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=7740087569676061479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/7740087569676061479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/7740087569676061479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-guess-what-i-dont-care.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-1244179448090888600</id><published>2006-11-08T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T03:14:08.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh WOW&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i don't mean ANYTHING to you,&lt;br /&gt;and *suprise suprise*&lt;br /&gt;you don't mean ANYTHING to me either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-1244179448090888600?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/1244179448090888600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=1244179448090888600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/1244179448090888600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/1244179448090888600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-wow-guess-what-i-dont-mean-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-5331990499895057952</id><published>2006-11-05T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T06:33:45.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry for over-doing it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for everything i did,&lt;br /&gt;that made you feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you'll forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;and we'll be friends again.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be your quite little friend,&lt;br /&gt;there to listen,&lt;br /&gt;and be there, for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for leaving you guys,&lt;br /&gt;just cuz i had other friends,&lt;br /&gt;and coming back,&lt;br /&gt;expecting things to be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, that friends are precious,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be careful from now on.&lt;br /&gt;i promise i'll never do that again.&lt;br /&gt;please realize,&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for trying to be nice,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the good times,&lt;br /&gt;and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for telling me,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for critizing,&lt;br /&gt;so that i could learn,&lt;br /&gt;and be a better friend.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my friends.&lt;br /&gt;if only for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-5331990499895057952?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/5331990499895057952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=5331990499895057952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5331990499895057952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5331990499895057952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-sorry-for-over-doing-it.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-6782815204718793754</id><published>2006-11-02T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T00:57:09.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have fun shopping,&lt;br /&gt;without me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6782815204718793754?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6782815204718793754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6782815204718793754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6782815204718793754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6782815204718793754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/have-fun-shopping-without-me.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-6337083401786662627</id><published>2006-11-01T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:57:07.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey joyce,&lt;br /&gt;of course we'll be friends again.&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be my angel,&lt;br /&gt;through good times, and bad.&lt;br /&gt;YAY :)) &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6337083401786662627?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6337083401786662627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6337083401786662627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6337083401786662627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6337083401786662627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-joyce-of-course-well-be-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-6324739459473463411</id><published>2006-11-01T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T02:20:45.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for leaving me out.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for once being my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making me feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for hurting me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for not caring about how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you once meant everything to me,&lt;br /&gt;i once cared a whole great lot about you.&lt;br /&gt;you were once my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;you were once there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the good times,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the bad times&lt;br /&gt;that we shared together,&lt;br /&gt;for the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for leaving me out,&lt;br /&gt;so don't blame me if i go to my other friends.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making me sad,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for spoiling my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;even though you're not my best friend anymore,&lt;br /&gt;you'll still be my friend,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll still be there for you,&lt;br /&gt;when you cry,&lt;br /&gt;when you're sad,&lt;br /&gt;when you're hurt,&lt;br /&gt;and when you're left out,&lt;br /&gt;cuz i understand,&lt;br /&gt;cuz i've been through all that with you,&lt;br /&gt;even though you're not there for me,&lt;br /&gt;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;```````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;br /&gt;sarah, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;i am forever grateful.&lt;br /&gt;```````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;br /&gt;ee leng, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;and i like high jump YAY!&lt;br /&gt;and KINGBALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;```````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;br /&gt;i'm so grateful to so many ppl YAY&lt;br /&gt;```````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;br /&gt;and adrian, TAG MORE (MORIA)YAY!&lt;br /&gt;```````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;br /&gt;michelle ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6324739459473463411?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6324739459473463411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6324739459473463411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6324739459473463411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6324739459473463411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanks-for-leaving-me-out.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-4581181368149528995</id><published>2006-10-29T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T05:20:54.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I believe in angels, the kind that heaven sends. I'm surrounded by angels, and I call them my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks "oink the pig", for being my angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-4581181368149528995?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/4581181368149528995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=4581181368149528995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/4581181368149528995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/4581181368149528995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-believe-in-angels-kind-that-heaven.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-8101739967913590305</id><published>2006-10-26T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T02:52:31.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ee leng,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being so nice today,&lt;br /&gt;you showed me who you could really be.&lt;br /&gt;i realize that i've got a friend who i can talk to,&lt;br /&gt;and who would be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you only be like this for a day,&lt;br /&gt;its going to be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;please forgive.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know you would get so mad and hurt,&lt;br /&gt;you were laughing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try not to overdo it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to be there for you,&lt;br /&gt;just like you've been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to listen,&lt;br /&gt;and do what i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;sarah,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for showing me,&lt;br /&gt;how good one day of school can feel.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;val,&lt;br /&gt;try to understand how you mom thinks.&lt;br /&gt;if she doesn't understand you,&lt;br /&gt;you might not understand her either.&lt;br /&gt;just remember,&lt;br /&gt;she IS your mum,&lt;br /&gt;and all she wants,&lt;br /&gt;is the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;entire change of topic  ***&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;let me tell a story:&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, there was a piano teacher, who taught a little girl how to play piano. one time, the girl decided to compete for music festival. but unfortunately... gosh i don't feel like typing. i'll tell u guys at skl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;one thing i want to say is: CHINESE SUCKS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-8101739967913590305?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/8101739967913590305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=8101739967913590305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8101739967913590305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/8101739967913590305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/10/ee-leng-thanks-for-being-so-nice-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-7092833835047117239</id><published>2006-10-25T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T05:06:45.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALERT:NO OFFENCE, IF YOU'RE GONNA BE OFFENDED AND MAD, DON'T READ IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you guys try to be my friend, and i try to be yours,&lt;br /&gt;but why do i feel that i don't belong?&lt;br /&gt;like i'm the absoloute nobody.&lt;br /&gt;the one last on your list,&lt;br /&gt;the one not to be with,&lt;br /&gt;the one not worth waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;you three,&lt;br /&gt;even though i may be last on your list,&lt;br /&gt;you all are on the very TOP of mine.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all three of you,&lt;br /&gt;especially YOU.&lt;br /&gt;cuz you've been the nicest to me these days,&lt;br /&gt;even though not the nicest you can be i know.&lt;br /&gt;cuz you've been nicer.&lt;br /&gt;thanks ee leng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-7092833835047117239?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/7092833835047117239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=7092833835047117239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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no actually confusing&lt;br /&gt;wanna hear mine dearies?&lt;br /&gt;here: copyright michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best signature style steady rock playing&lt;br /&gt;reveal engaging beauty swing case sirens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high-profile beauty curse vision crew yell:&lt;br /&gt;rebel the advanced closet of tough-looking insider information,&lt;br /&gt;it perceives monochrome beauty perfection attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh so weird right? well haha poem collage all random words from the Australian vogue magazine,&lt;br /&gt;really random! SO GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ur bsh's val are NOT copyrighted xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ee leng lol ENGLISH and GOSH GOSH GOSH BRBRBR!! GRGRGR BSH BSH BSH!!! DEON found OUR BLOGS!!! OMGOMGOMG NOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sarah we have ting xie tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everybody TAGTAGTAG !!! or flood!!!!!!! YUP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-5134780816945372165?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/5134780816945372165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=5134780816945372165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5134780816945372165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5134780816945372165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-hey-everybody-havent-updated-in.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-5095580391866720824</id><published>2006-10-17T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T05:07:10.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you trina</title><content type='html'>i miss you so much trina&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing you everday,&lt;br /&gt;talking to you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;laughing together everyday,&lt;br /&gt;helping each other everday.&lt;br /&gt;was the best thing in west side story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad to have met you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad to have known you.&lt;br /&gt;you've never been jealous,&lt;br /&gt;you've been happy for me,&lt;br /&gt;even though you had to share your part with me.&lt;br /&gt;you had faith in me,&lt;br /&gt;you knew i could do it.&lt;br /&gt;you were willing to sacrifice your time,&lt;br /&gt;so i that i could do better,&lt;br /&gt;and prove to ms stearns that i could do it.&lt;br /&gt;you've never minded,&lt;br /&gt;me taking half of your part,&lt;br /&gt;and you've always been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've been so nice.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know HOW to repay you.&lt;br /&gt;you were there,&lt;br /&gt;when i needed help,&lt;br /&gt;when i needed support,&lt;br /&gt;when i needed advice,&lt;br /&gt;when i needed YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why be so nice to a year 9,&lt;br /&gt;whom you've just met?&lt;br /&gt;who you had to share the lead role,&lt;br /&gt;of your last school production with?&lt;br /&gt;you could have left me.&lt;br /&gt;you could just simply "not care".&lt;br /&gt;you could have left me clueless, about acting.&lt;br /&gt;but instead, you chose to help.&lt;br /&gt;you were THERE.&lt;br /&gt;you taught me the moves,&lt;br /&gt;and how to act.&lt;br /&gt;you gave me RITZ,&lt;br /&gt;when i didn't have time to eat.&lt;br /&gt;you told me the tactics of ms stearns,&lt;br /&gt;and told me how to face them.&lt;br /&gt;you gave me your number,&lt;br /&gt;and told me to call you,&lt;br /&gt;whenever i needed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could have been mad,&lt;br /&gt;but you were happy.&lt;br /&gt;"if i got the part when i was your age,&lt;br /&gt;it would have been a dream come true"&lt;br /&gt;your words. they made me proud.&lt;br /&gt;but i realize, i DO need your help.&lt;br /&gt;you could have left me,&lt;br /&gt;and you would've got to do ALL the performances.&lt;br /&gt;but no,&lt;br /&gt;you taught me,&lt;br /&gt;and gave me the chance to perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much trina,&lt;br /&gt;words cannot express my thanks.&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget you, NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;go, and may you fulfill your dream,&lt;br /&gt;of becoming the actress in you.&lt;br /&gt;you will be very successful,&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU TRINA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS FOR ALL YOU'VE DONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY THIS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT ... THANK YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND I LOVE YOU AS A FRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS FOR JUST... BEING THERE FOR ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'VE LEARNT A LOT FROM YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND I'VE REALIZED, JUST HOW MUCH I'VE GOT TO LEARN, NOT TO BE AN ACTRESS, BUT TO BE A FRIEND. YOU'VE SHOWN ME, HOW A GREAT FRIEND CAN MAKE YOU FEEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU'VE SHOWN ME, THAT A GREAT FRIEND WILL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BE HAPPY FOR YOU EVEN IF THEY HAVE TO SACRIFICE &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SACRIFICE TIME AND EFFORT FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT MIND SHARING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BE THERE FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TRINA, THANKS FOR BEING A GREAT FRIEND, A GREAT HELP, AND A GREAT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ACTRESS. I LUV U (AS A FRIEND OF COURSE). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I COULDN'T HAVE WISHED FOR A BETTER YEAR 13 FRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-5095580391866720824?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/5095580391866720824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=5095580391866720824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5095580391866720824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/5095580391866720824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-you-trina.html' title='i love you trina'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-1267919518768093192</id><published>2006-10-13T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:17:08.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love scott</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you scott, we win as a group; we lose as a group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;gosh i don't miss outward bound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but i miss the group of scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;how we've bonded is a wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and we've all worked hard together as a group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the rafting was the best example,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when we all worked hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and when we didn't paddle fast enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we made up time by tidying up SO VERY fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but we lost, by half a second,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but we lost as a group,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and didn't blame anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then we had our drama performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we all left dinner early just to practise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we ALL did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we warned each other of rocks and holes on the hike,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and we waited for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we shouted encouragement to others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and didn't blame the navigators when we went the wrong way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we helped each other overcome difficulties along the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and together, we got through the hike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at night, when we were camping out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we saw the "magical banana dog in a white dress",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and we stuck together when we were scared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and sang songs together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we encouraged each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;on the VERY high rope course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we had a nice experience, TOGETHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we cooked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we washed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we ate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we helped each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;when there were those nasty bees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;like the BIG bee [rmb THAT bee, val?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we worked as a group,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bonded together as one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and may it stay that way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;even though scott will only exist in our minds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and deep in our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i love you scott boys and girls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;cissy, me, jody, veronica, stephane, kei kei, melody, valerie, chris au, chris checketts, sinclair, and kevin. our leaders hong and jan were the BEST on the last two days, but i'm not commenting on the other days. thanks for being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-cissy, jody, veronica, stephanie, kei kei, melo: thanks for being there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-valerie: thanks for sticking with me, when i was in a bad mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-chris au, chris checketts, sinclair: thanks for working with me, as a group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-kevin: thanks SOOOOOOO much, for helping me and us, as a group, whenever we needed help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;may scott people stay as a team, bonded together, even at school. may we not be pulled apart, just because of our friends. i'll say this one last time: i LOVE you with all my heart, boys and girls of scott, including the leaders hong and &lt;/span&gt;jan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-1267919518768093192?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/1267919518768093192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=1267919518768093192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/1267919518768093192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/1267919518768093192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-scott.html' title='i love scott'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-5037044883194562722</id><published>2006-10-08T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T07:56:26.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS Outward Bound School</title><content type='html'>going off to outward bound school (obs) to see if i can "survive",&lt;br /&gt;i missed it in p.6 (yr. 7) and i'm going now.&lt;br /&gt;hope i can enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;"God, please watch over me."&lt;br /&gt;may God bless all of you who are going to obs.&lt;br /&gt;"to serve and strive and not to yield" motto of obs&lt;br /&gt;well i hope we'll gain LOADS of experience YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vall its true, and haha ur bak fan yu, i went ESPECIALLY for u, and my mum wasn't especially happy abt it cuz she had to drive me there aiyoh but it's fine tehee! :))&lt;br /&gt;and sarah you're on the "remote, desolated" island, but don't worry, you'll have FUN, k? luv ya!&lt;br /&gt;and ee leng have fun in obs!&lt;br /&gt;and joyce have fun and haha, ur hiking boots lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST AGAIN WHEN I'M BACK FROM OBS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-5037044883194562722?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/5037044883194562722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=5037044883194562722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me to pair up with you next time in Beijing,&lt;br /&gt;i agreed.&lt;br /&gt;but you decided that you wanted to go with her,&lt;br /&gt;and you went with me only because she already had someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time you broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i realized i didn't mean &lt;strong&gt;anything &lt;/strong&gt;to you,&lt;br /&gt;compared to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saved a space for you,&lt;br /&gt;and called you over.&lt;br /&gt;you decided it was a good idea,&lt;br /&gt;but sad next to her instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second time you broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i tried so hard,&lt;br /&gt;i thought you didn't like your homeroom,&lt;br /&gt;but you never cared, and never realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many more,&lt;br /&gt;that i don't want to list.&lt;br /&gt;you won't care,&lt;br /&gt;so i won't either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always leaving me out.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for never waiting.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for leaving me alone,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for pretending.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;thanks for stealing all my friends,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for acting like you know everything.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for acting like you were the boss over the universe.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;extra extra  mean to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i try my best to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;extra &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nice to you.&lt;br /&gt;i thought you were my friend,&lt;br /&gt;i thought we could share.&lt;br /&gt;but all those were dreams,&lt;br /&gt;and fantasy, and they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came true for me.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;FOR JOYCE, if you ever read this:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being such a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being the best friend i had here.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sticking up for me,&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for all the good times with you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for bearing with me,&lt;br /&gt;when i as annoying.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there,&lt;br /&gt;when i needed a friend.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;```````````````````````````````````````````&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one ever cares about me&lt;br /&gt;about what i write,&lt;br /&gt;about what i post.&lt;br /&gt;does anyone ever read my posts,&lt;br /&gt;and actually care?&lt;br /&gt;if one post said: "i want to die, seriously" ( i don't)&lt;br /&gt;would you even care?&lt;br /&gt;would you even call?&lt;br /&gt;would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to get hurt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;tell me the truth if you don't like me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll find others.&lt;br /&gt;please do that,&lt;br /&gt;even if that's the last thing you do for me--the nobody, to you all.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;west side story changed my life for the better.&lt;br /&gt;even though people changed it for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;one last question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOES ANYONE EVEN CARE ABOUT ME FROM THE BOTTOM OF THEIR HEART?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-6370051393096174054?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/6370051393096174054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=6370051393096174054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6370051393096174054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/6370051393096174054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-just-not-good-enough-im-just-not.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-116002493597593221</id><published>2006-10-04T22:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T22:08:55.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel so left out,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe because i am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-116002493597593221?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/116002493597593221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=116002493597593221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/116002493597593221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/116002493597593221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-feel-so-left-out-maybe-b_116002493597593221.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-115986455880348812</id><published>2006-10-03T01:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T01:35:58.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i LOVE you west side story!!!</title><content type='html'>i love you west side&lt;br /&gt;i love you trina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was chinese dance today,&lt;br /&gt;and we were rehearsing in the auditorium&lt;br /&gt;the wss set was still there,&lt;br /&gt;and so i went up to the balcony to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realized HOW much i actually missed wss,&lt;br /&gt;and how much i actaully missed going up to the balcony and climbing those stairs everyday,&lt;br /&gt;and i mean every single DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really sad,&lt;br /&gt;after all the hard work, time and effort spent,&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OVER, wss people, can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i really miss wss, even though i'm really scared of ms stearns,&lt;br /&gt;and also the fear of the two particular scenes.&lt;br /&gt;i still love you with all my hear, west side story!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115986455880348812?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/115986455880348812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=115986455880348812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115986455880348812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115986455880348812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-you-west-side-story_03.html' title='i LOVE you west side story!!!'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-115968525537314230</id><published>2006-09-30T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T05:58:45.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU TRINA I LOVE YOU WEST SIDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/2225/1600/IMGP0944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="253" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/2225/400/IMGP0944.jpg" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="266" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/2225/400/me%20ta%20vall.jpg" width="355" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/2225/1600/IMGP0912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="249" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/2225/400/IMGP0912.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/2225/1600/IMGP0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="292" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/2225/400/IMGP0925.jpg" width="374" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4644/2225/1600/IMGP0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="276" alt="" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i can't believe it, WEST SIDE STORY'S over!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all the hardwork we put in,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after all the stress ms stearns gave me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after everything,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's OVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;west side brought sadness,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorrow,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stress,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happiness,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad grades, and last but not least,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP that i will &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; treasure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Thanks for all these people who have helped me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Trina, thanks for all you've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And i say that from the very bottom of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Trina, what could i do without you?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so worried about you,&lt;br /&gt;Yet i don't want to confess&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that you won't be yourself&lt;br /&gt;In front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that i know everything.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sarah thanks for everything,&lt;br /&gt;for giving me rides,&lt;br /&gt;for waiting,&lt;br /&gt;for comforting,&lt;br /&gt;for just being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Talia,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for THAT.&lt;br /&gt;You were great,&lt;br /&gt;and i LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Valerie,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything,&lt;br /&gt;and rmb u promised not to tell.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the hugs backstage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thomas,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for working with me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i screwed some of it up,&lt;br /&gt;i hope you will still treat me as a friend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Theo,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the musical advice&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sticking up for me&lt;br /&gt;even though i may be a kid in ur point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cerina,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the flowers,&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for all the lovely times,&lt;br /&gt;i wish now that i had a sister more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the lovely many months with YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;mr morr,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for putting up with my lousy singing sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for helping me through hard parts in songs,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for praising me even though i wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ms stearns,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sacrificing time to practise with me,&lt;br /&gt;so that i can do better,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for giving me the chance&lt;br /&gt;to actually play the lead role.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everthing,&lt;br /&gt;even though you didn't cry for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;louise,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the WONDERFUL work you've done,&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't have done it without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;michelle,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the BEST choreography,&lt;br /&gt;even though we changed a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;you will always be in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;good luck in ur studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ms nagel,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for encouraging and praising me on the first night and second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ms watson,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for soing my makeup.&lt;br /&gt;and also for smiling at me,&lt;br /&gt;and making me feel important,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;that i was actually a SOMEBODY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ms chadwick,&lt;br /&gt;ms farrell,&lt;br /&gt;mrs o'connell,&lt;br /&gt;mr mulcahy,&lt;br /&gt;mr craig, and&lt;br /&gt;mrs thorman.&lt;br /&gt;R.E.G.R.E.T.&lt;br /&gt;it's not too late YET.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115968525537314230?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-115942160453993671</id><published>2006-09-27T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T22:33:24.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you don't let me do anything, don't say i wont' do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being mean&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being "generous"&lt;br /&gt;thanks fro treating me like dirt&lt;br /&gt;thanks for laughing&lt;br /&gt;thansk for "caring"&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the "lovely" things that you've done&lt;br /&gt;thanks for trying your best&lt;br /&gt;to make me feel bad,&lt;br /&gt;to make me sad&lt;br /&gt;and to make me mad&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;what have i done?&lt;br /&gt;what have i done wrong?&lt;br /&gt;i treat you as my friend, you don't&lt;br /&gt;i share my stuff with you,  you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go on, treat me like dirt&lt;br /&gt;see if i care&lt;br /&gt;go on, i won't give&lt;br /&gt;if you do so i will too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here ends this talk&lt;br /&gt;and here ends my misery&lt;br /&gt;for i will no longer treat you as my friend&lt;br /&gt;at heart&lt;br /&gt;be as mean as you can be&lt;br /&gt;see if i care&lt;br /&gt;be as nasty as you can be&lt;br /&gt;i won't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my heart&lt;br /&gt;i will be sad to lose such a nice friend as you&lt;br /&gt;but i have no choice but to let you go&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just not your friend&lt;br /&gt;maybe i've been too smart&lt;br /&gt;and i've thought that it would work out&lt;br /&gt;after all that,&lt;br /&gt;after all the effort&lt;br /&gt;i now know its impossible&lt;br /&gt;and that we can never be together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vall: hi oh and i second that sharks are better than jets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah: BREAK ALL THE LEGS YOU NEED, and you are such a good friend, that you actually cared :)) &lt;33 u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talia: if you ever come to read this, you BREAK LEGS TOO, and thanks for being X-TRA nice to me, and tell sarah for me that i didn't DITCH you guys, i had to do work, not PLAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emm: hi darling, tag more!!! you and ur famous :3 s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;trina: [if you read this] thanks for everything:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thanks for all the time you've spent helping me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thanks for doing my make-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thanks for sticking up for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thanks for teaching me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i appriciate all that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and thanks for being happy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;a great big fat THANK YOU TRINA from the bottom of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiff: thanks is all i can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may everyone BREAK LEGS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115942160453993671?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/115942160453993671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=115942160453993671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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was sick, ugh but nice thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg tina is so good, she cried acting (cuz she was supposed to be sad) omg excellent tina!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the "a boy like that/ i have a love" song which i did BADLY, a) i couldn't sing b) i didn't know the moves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"michelle, do you know your movements?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah"&lt;br /&gt;"are you sure?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah" (actually not really)&lt;br /&gt;[i forgot wt she said]"wts the matter?"?&lt;br /&gt;"um... i'm sick"&lt;br /&gt;"then you should be home resting, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweetheart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"is there any point in still continuing rehearsal if you're sick?" [gently]&lt;br /&gt;"um... i don't know"&lt;br /&gt;"mr morr?"&lt;br /&gt;"no, and michelle i take it that you messed up the beats because u're sick, go home and practise."&lt;br /&gt;"ok"&lt;br /&gt;"is there any way you can get home?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes"&lt;br /&gt;"then go home are rest, you don't look too well" (ms stearns)&lt;br /&gt;"ok"&lt;br /&gt;"ok is the other pair here?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes"&lt;br /&gt;"michelle, if you don't feel well don't come tomorrow, rest for saturday cuz its a big thing"&lt;br /&gt;"ok, thank you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sooooo embarassing cuz she said it in front of practically the whole cast, but also sweet, and nice. oh and i know the dialogue is really messed up ahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go study chinese and see if u can do the bk report arggh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115883210768419047?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-115872893303730495</id><published>2006-09-19T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:09:58.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random facts and news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ahh HI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i dno why but i keep saying HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;argh! wt is the problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;stuck in my head lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ahh today in english adrian's class was late, and then there was this empty seat in our table (all girls) and then he just sad down and started getting his stuff out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; i was like ADRIAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and he said "what???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and i was like "sit at the boys table!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and he was like oh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and all of us (the girls) were laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n i said clara, maybe he likes you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cuz he sat right next to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jkjk its not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok this is my LOVELY LOVELY schedule of this LOVELY week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ahh lets see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;friday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chinese test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chinese dictation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chinese book report due&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and others:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;french test coming up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chinese essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;french homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dt designs (four!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh and west side story: learn lines, learn moves, rehearsals... etc. etc. etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ahh and WHY OH WHY is everything in threes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;four favourite words of mine theese days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;aiyoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;lol jkjkjk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;HI/HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ahh some comments and shoutouts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ee leng's lovely poem for sarah is so very sweet, and how does she compose such lovely poems i don't know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;copyright ee leng:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dancer - because I dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The spotlight shines, the music beginsI twirl, I spin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I jump, I leap furtherFrom one side to another.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mooth steps and turns, my arms precise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Exhilarating, all those eyes and brightly colored lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rising up to Pointe, and down to plie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Performing what Iâ€™m so familiar with, what Iâ€™ve practiced everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am a dancer, thatâ€™s what I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm proud of dancing, Iâ€™m proud that I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel pain and fearI experience applause and failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel happiness and disgrace,I feel beauty and grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes I fail, but I don't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For I am a dancer, and I believe in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't dance for fame, I dance for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I believe in what I think, I believe in what I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm poised and serene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm the beauty of dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dancing is my dream, I can't let it die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For when I dance, I feel like I can fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The world can just disappear, my troubles can ease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For just that one moment, I am truly at peace.&lt;br /&gt;For saraH&lt;br /&gt;Emily Mui Ee Leng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sarah's confusing posts that i don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;valerie's sweet poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;copyright valerie:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I look at you all and you guys look at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As we walk together in one motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I realised what lucky people we were,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To actually have each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I look at you all and you guys look at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As we talk happily and freely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We open our minds and pour our thoughts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cry our hearts out or giggle alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I look at you all and you guys look at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;People think we're of one family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Friends bonded as one, together we stand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We face problems together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I look at you all and you guys look at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nothing stands among us, nothing ever be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Stand together, friends walking together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Miss each other during the summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FER SARAH, EMILY, MICHELLE! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS!!! muah!!! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115872893303730495?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/115872893303730495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=115872893303730495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115872893303730495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115872893303730495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-facts-and-news.html' title='Random facts and news'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-115867506138942626</id><published>2006-09-19T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:11:01.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doesn't anyone think that west side story affects their school grades?&lt;br /&gt;doesn't anyone think that having everything due on one day from the same subject is a bit too much?&lt;br /&gt;doesn't anyone want to talk to dai4 lao3 shi1?&lt;br /&gt;doesn't anyone who is in west side story want to get good grades in my chinese class?&lt;br /&gt;how can you study when you have rehearsal 4 times a week each for 2 or 3 or even 4 hours?&lt;br /&gt;does anyone care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone have the courage to ask the teachers?&lt;br /&gt;does anyone think its important?&lt;br /&gt;does everyone think they can manage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh this starting to be too much&lt;br /&gt;i never thought joining this would be so time-consuming&lt;br /&gt;i knew i would have to sacrifice my time,&lt;br /&gt;but ms stearns should have asked our teachers to let us off homework (like they i think planned to do in cico buff)&lt;br /&gt;how else should we be able to learn our lines properly and do our homework and revise and get enought sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~feeling the pressure~,&lt;br /&gt;michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg we have to rehearse (us) until 6 on thursday and friday is the chinese test, chinese dictation, chinese book report (due) and so on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115867506138942626?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/115867506138942626/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>Earthquake+Wss set=NOISE&lt;br /&gt;Earthquake+Rain=Chaos&lt;br /&gt;Rain+Me+Sarah=wet clothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow earthquake today 3.5 magnitude&lt;br /&gt;Was at the auditorium listening to the talk about outward bound project week&lt;br /&gt;Then towards the end Q and A time, the earthquake shook, and at that time,...&lt;br /&gt;editt//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115824763594639409?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/115824763594639409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=115824763594639409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115824763594639409'/><link 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/&gt;no matter big or small.&lt;br /&gt;i thought that we could get along&lt;br /&gt;without endless arguements and "getting mad"s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was i too hopeful?&lt;br /&gt;were my "i think"s all wrong?&lt;br /&gt;was i too cheerful?&lt;br /&gt;was i too excited?&lt;br /&gt;was i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;completely and utterly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i just shut up?&lt;br /&gt;should i just go away?&lt;br /&gt;should i just forget, all the good times we had together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maybe. But can I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will everything change?&lt;br /&gt;will they change for the better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maybe, or Maybe Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can everything change for the better&lt;br /&gt;in just one single night?&lt;br /&gt;with one single word?&lt;br /&gt;with one single post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i done wrong?&lt;br /&gt;it was just an accident,&lt;br /&gt;and accidents always happen,&lt;br /&gt;everyone makes them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone will just say:&lt;br /&gt;"you were so mean to her"&lt;br /&gt;"she was only protecting herself"&lt;br /&gt;"but you really are annoying"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will &lt;strong&gt;you all&lt;/strong&gt; ever know how much you can hurt me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and make me sad and angry at the same time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115806927377405388?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/115806927377405388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=115806927377405388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115806927377405388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115806927377405388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/09/protecting-myself.html' title='Protecting Myself'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-115780850427818597</id><published>2006-09-09T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T06:28:24.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>""To have had to pair up with the person in class whom nobody likes for a school project,&lt;br /&gt;Just because no one wanted to pair up with me?"&lt;br /&gt;and to think that you were my friend.&lt;br /&gt;and to think you always wanted to me my partner&lt;br /&gt;you just wanted a good grade, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;and to think of all the night chats&lt;br /&gt;you just wanted to make sure i would be your friend, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;and to think that you would always be there for me&lt;br /&gt;you just wanted me to be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;and to think you always picked me first in science&lt;br /&gt;never letting me have a chance with anyone else, trying to get a good grade.&lt;br /&gt;i won't say anything if i have to go with you&lt;br /&gt;whether a teacher put us together, or everyone's taken.&lt;br /&gt;you could have said something&lt;br /&gt;and i could have tried.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to say anything&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;don't try saying sorry&lt;br /&gt;it'll all be for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i'll never be the friend you always wanted&lt;br /&gt;you'll never be the friend i thought&lt;br /&gt;i'll still cooperate&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of my grades."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;this is what hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115780850427818597?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-115762981743587835</id><published>2006-09-07T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T05:16:32.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;aiyoh looking for a magazine for english tmr, aiyoh no one has...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today first lesson is science&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; i broke a flask&lt;br /&gt;so careless of me,&lt;br /&gt;and then i swept it up&lt;br /&gt;and then i left loads of glass&lt;br /&gt;then dr hakim was like theres a lot more&lt;br /&gt;and the guys were like yeah michelle cheung, i told you so&lt;br /&gt;cuz yeah, they did tell me&lt;br /&gt;but my glasses were wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and i couldn't really see&lt;br /&gt;and then they were like pointing here&lt;br /&gt;there and everywhere-&lt;br /&gt;dr hakims instructions for them to help me la&lt;br /&gt;and she was like practically watching&lt;br /&gt;and since i couldn't see i kept on &lt;strong&gt;missing&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and they were like i think u missed,&lt;br /&gt;so embarassing la&lt;br /&gt;lucky it was empty and not filled with chemicals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aiyoh, must be more careful la&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then english,&lt;br /&gt;"silent" reading&lt;br /&gt;kk n claudia was like its cold turn off the aircon&lt;br /&gt;then we turned it off&lt;br /&gt;and they were like omg its so quiet&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; kk was like should we turn it back on its too quiet HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had homeroom&lt;br /&gt;and mrs oconnell wasn't feeling too well&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; sarah and me n cissy&lt;br /&gt;mostly sarah&lt;br /&gt;was so nice, and we went and talked to her&lt;br /&gt;and after that she let us out 10 minutes early (as always)&lt;br /&gt;and then i was walking beside her cuz i had nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;and she put her arm around me n said i was good&lt;br /&gt;n i was like yeah, i'm GOOD&lt;br /&gt;n she was like yeah G-O-O-D in tiny lettering&lt;br /&gt;i was like YEAH! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had math&lt;br /&gt;i like math&lt;br /&gt;was kinda boring though&lt;br /&gt;talking abt percentages n fractions n ratios n stuff that's so easy&lt;br /&gt;no offence but i kinda learnt it in prmiary 4?&lt;br /&gt;oh and mr [z]ang haha mr tsang gave me a merit cuz i got full marks for both quizzes &lt;strong&gt;haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had music&lt;br /&gt;so stupid of me brought my violin home yesterday n brought it again today&lt;br /&gt;i mean so unnecessary&lt;br /&gt;then we had to practice for our assessment&lt;br /&gt;i practised my violin&lt;br /&gt;kinda fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will find a way to do it somehow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ee leng could find her "do" C on the flute&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; didn't want to ask casper cuz he was a boy and maybe she's &lt;em&gt;shy&lt;/em&gt;? haha&lt;br /&gt;then we asked him for her and after a few times she finally got it&lt;br /&gt;go ee leng&lt;br /&gt;you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;then dr lau said we were doing quite well&lt;br /&gt;we were doing 7 parts instead of 4-5 la!&lt;br /&gt;then towards the end dr lau asked me to join cme chinese music ensemble&lt;br /&gt;and told me to play violin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and he was bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tempted me with merits&lt;br /&gt;but its ture though&lt;br /&gt;you get &lt;em&gt;loads&lt;/em&gt; of merits&lt;br /&gt;then i told him i had wss west side story&lt;br /&gt;and he was like oh, cum after&lt;br /&gt;and i told him i would&lt;br /&gt;but then i would have to skip recording a rock band music cca that i had SO looked forward to :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but owell i guess its my choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and then there was wss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i tried on my costume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;kinda tight i have to admit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i'll have to fit cuz trina's like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;extra extra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;skinny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and then the fitting ppl told ms strearns that they would put buttons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so that trina would fit too la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so embarassing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but the dress is so &lt;strong&gt;extra &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;its milky white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;its so hot though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;those petticoats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;like those nets beneath the skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;omg its like 10 layers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so prickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i still like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;its long sleeves and ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;there is like paddings omg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and they put it so low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i don't think its in the right place yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ahhhHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and even Trina has to wear it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;even though she's skinny she still has, you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*suprise suprise*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;kingball tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;have to bring pe and also drama for wss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so much stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm gonna dress casual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO RED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED HOUSE IS GONNA ROCK THE HOUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;RED WILL WIN THE FINALS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED IS GONNA KICK SOME ASS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LETS GO, RED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED BULLS WILL WIN OVER ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh and valerie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;don't be sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we're all going to be there for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;you couldn't ask for better friends, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i know how it feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;smile and we'll ROCK ON together, k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;luv, Michelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of RED HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33753520.post-115754742632979550</id><published>2006-09-06T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T05:57:06.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"its okay. &amp;amp; of course we'll be friends and rock everyone again (:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you put a smile on my face and make me glow with happiness. THANK YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115754742632979550?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/115754742632979550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=115754742632979550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115754742632979550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115754742632979550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-115720994127707403</id><published>2006-09-02T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T08:50:49.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like ME for Who i AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You think i am hyper,&lt;br /&gt;You think i am crazy,&lt;br /&gt;You think i am selfish,&lt;br /&gt;You think i don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You think i don't try,&lt;br /&gt;When i try my best to be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Your words mean so much to me,&lt;br /&gt;You could never imagine,&lt;br /&gt;How one sentence of yours could hurt me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I know how hard it is to have people misunderstanding you,&lt;br /&gt;But at least you have your friends,&lt;br /&gt;And in your circle of friends,&lt;br /&gt;You will have loads of parties,&lt;br /&gt;And loads of time hanging-out together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In all my life, i've never had a friend that i could tell secrets to,&lt;br /&gt;Trust, or Confide in.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know how hard it was,&lt;br /&gt;To have had to pair up with the person in class whom nobody likes for a school project,&lt;br /&gt;Just because no one wanted to pair up with me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how hard i try to fit in,&lt;br /&gt;And all that i've done to try to be a good friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yet everyone just hates me deep in their heart.&lt;br /&gt;I'm Michelle Cheung, and You're Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;When people call you with your last name,&lt;br /&gt;They aren't close friends,&lt;br /&gt;And everyone calls me with my last name,&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever know how much it hurts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Do you think that i laugh just because i am happy?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think i can be happy everyday?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that i really can laugh when you're practically ignoring me,&lt;br /&gt;When you say "i'm not going to talk to you, Michelle"?&lt;br /&gt;Do you have ANY idea how much that hurts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I know i'm annoying,&lt;br /&gt;But do you really think that i like annoying you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Laughing is one way of covering up for my shyness,&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes of pure happiness,&lt;br /&gt;But to a ratio of 9:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm sorry that i've practically ignored you guys on the first week of school,&lt;br /&gt;It's just that i really want a best friend,&lt;br /&gt;Whom i can really talk to,&lt;br /&gt;And confess,&lt;br /&gt;And that was my one chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(Valerie,&lt;br /&gt;You were one great friend too,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all you've done.&lt;br /&gt;Now you can move on with Sarah and Ee Leng.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that one week,&lt;br /&gt;Everythink changed.&lt;br /&gt;You all grew close together,&lt;br /&gt;Without me,&lt;br /&gt;And hung out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thanks for all the pretence,&lt;br /&gt;And the wonderful past year.&lt;br /&gt;YOU showed me the amount of difference having a best friend could make,&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I once believed in you.&lt;br /&gt;On your first day,&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who first wanted to ask you over to our table,&lt;br /&gt;But you never knew that, did you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I admit that i'm not a great friend,&lt;br /&gt;I admit i'm not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;Not even close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do try my best,&lt;br /&gt;To be YOUR friend.&lt;br /&gt;One to be appreciated,&lt;br /&gt;To be accepted,&lt;br /&gt;To be trusted,&lt;br /&gt;To be thanked, and&lt;br /&gt;To be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i thought we could be best friends,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i was overly excited about new friends,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm just born to be people's enemy,&lt;br /&gt;To be the center of their HATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;As i write this,&lt;br /&gt;I realize what i pathetic child i am,&lt;br /&gt;How desperate i am to have a happy school life,&lt;br /&gt;And how much i believe that friendship can make a difference,&lt;br /&gt;I fight to hold back my tears that come to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I hope that one day you'll care,&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll realize how imporant you are to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I hope that one day i'll find a best friend of "my type",&lt;br /&gt;And life and school can be happy once again,&lt;br /&gt;Without deception,&lt;br /&gt;And without the wall that i'm setting up around myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dream for that one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;As i drift away from you,&lt;br /&gt;From the life of happiness, smiles, and giggles.&lt;br /&gt;Will you even remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Will i still exist in your memory as a friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bye forever,&lt;br /&gt;Smiles, giggles, pokes, and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;How hard will it be to say BYE to all those thinkgs that have made ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'll find out soon enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115720994127707403?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/115720994127707403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33753520&amp;postID=115720994127707403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115720994127707403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33753520/posts/default/115720994127707403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/2006/09/like-me-for-who-i-am.html' title='Like ME for Who i AM'/><author><name>SingingAngelOfMusic</name><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-33753520.post-115720779928888543</id><published>2006-09-02T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:44:42.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing to be FREE</title><content type='html'>chose this skin thats suitable for sarah cuz i long to be free (dancers are free and elegant)&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33753520-115720779928888543?l=ticklishncute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ticklishncute.blogspot.com/feeds/115720779928888543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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