<?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-2827480404449579384</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:10:17.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-3255544632499105563</id><published>2008-10-28T21:25:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:56:36.961+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidney!</title><content type='html'>We disected a Kindney today. apparently its a sheep's kidney=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noeleen, ryan and i "opereated" on one kidney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay yeah i haven't been updating recently.. nothing to say aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, we have a sitting arrangement for eng class now, we have a new teacher cause our previous teacher died. "A mommet of peace for him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we have Ms Evans.. or something.. she is really irritating. well okay back to the sitting arrangement, i am sitting in between, two idiots. luke and gurinda. my gosh. well okay wtv cant be stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to change my math to a higher math all cause of the clash with dance. and to tell the truth, i'll change anything just to do dance next year. and yes i do love dance a lot... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg the worms are back! just to let you guys know, i have already spotted like 5 worms in the hse so far. i mean like one day then another then another then another... eek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and a few days back i stepped on a chewy.... its pink and i was full on saying:"omgomg chewy!!" haha. oh well. its kinda off now so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay more on LJ peeps. bye! i promise i will update:))&lt;br /&gt;love you guys back in sSingapore! man the fun times..:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-3255544632499105563?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/3255544632499105563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=3255544632499105563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/3255544632499105563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/3255544632499105563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/10/kidney.html' title='Kidney!'/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-5649024650541115702</id><published>2008-10-07T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:09:46.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Was Dehydrating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;At Ashlee's hse. waiting for may to arrive.... at 11am.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;May came and like we walked to Iga and then to the asian store, i intro-ed some of the asian food we have. the chinese ones... and a bit of others. she wanted that lolli so much cause livia brought it to school and she took one. soo yeah bought it for her it was like 1.50 per pack so yeah. erm lolli's here means chewy stuff you know like gummy bears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;yeah anyway we walked out and we walked all the way to livingston which is like omg far... yes we walked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ashlee bought subway and May and i bought Macas(macdonals). apparently Ashlee was and is now also on a diet so yeah. i bough mac flurry as well and like kinda tempted her. hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Then we walked all the way to comri which is like further down school then turn right then much further down, omg just to go like walk pass her firends hse they are building on their own.... dots. anyway yeah was a 10min walk back to her hse.it felt like more than that cause its like sooo hot and i am wearing a back top and an undershirt that is orange. and to think Ashlee was wearing a black jumper! omg.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was like:" i am dehydrating!!!" then i'll be like walks into shade. like as long as there is a black shadow i'll walk to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Okay anyway when we reached back to Ashlee's, May and i both took a glass full of cold ice water and went to ashlee's room and yeah relaxed there for a while.with the fan on to full blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;yup thats wbt it. we cam-whored and all. yeah will post the pics soon i think. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-5649024650541115702?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/5649024650541115702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=5649024650541115702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5649024650541115702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5649024650541115702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-was-dehydrating.html' title='Today Was Dehydrating.'/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-7398957198124228277</id><published>2008-09-25T20:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:26:41.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HELLO HELLO HELLO PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yes i haven't been blogging in like AGES!! yes i know. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;its just there is nothing really to blog abt, okay yes there are but i come home and forget all abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay well noeleen went really hyper yesterday, and she was slapping people's butts. good thing not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;well today, schooled and like went home. duh. omgomgomg!! there are like loads of milllipeads on the ground!! like every step you take there is one or three or like five! stupid wet weather!&lt;br /&gt;holidays are coming soon. tmr is the last day the holiday for like 2 weeks then start on tuesday. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay here are some pics from the sleepover at Ashlee's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249946834415517698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SNuO1JsGAAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/cT4KixomyMU/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249946836230916706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SNuO1Qc6ymI/AAAAAAAAALE/VPvwW5zMV7A/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249946838741492178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SNuO1ZzfIdI/AAAAAAAAALM/8jLs8rxbCuU/s320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249946841759168418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SNuO1lC9N6I/AAAAAAAAALU/8nu8iNRlwnU/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249946841976507522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SNuO1l2xjII/AAAAAAAAALc/36sb8Bqs-N0/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249947478949858290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SNuPaqxDi_I/AAAAAAAAALk/Z4lwKowN66c/s320/Image048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249947481390628226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SNuPaz2-vYI/AAAAAAAAALs/iiyAq-kfz9g/s320/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249947482426461122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SNuPa3t8S8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/IzSuTg5ECrw/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yes shhh i knw i look weird in some of them hahah! some were not intended photos haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bye! sseeeee i posted a post oh yeah.&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/2827480404449579384-7398957198124228277?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/7398957198124228277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=7398957198124228277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/7398957198124228277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/7398957198124228277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-hello-hello-people-yes-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SNuO1JsGAAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/cT4KixomyMU/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-8635684357569677015</id><published>2008-08-31T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T20:40:11.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay okay. i know my blog is so dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;erm this weekend was quite okay i guess? went grocery shopping with mum and on sunday went to the movies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;watching 60 mins on tv now, anyway, amanda is sick and has like loads of phlem. i dont wanna get sick so yeah have been taking vitamin C tablets. and no its not the ones that we swallow but the ones that we suck on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;omg and i have to eat like evening primrose oil every single day. and its the really and majorly big capsule the 1000grams. gosh its huge.well at least i can swallow them now so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-8635684357569677015?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/8635684357569677015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=8635684357569677015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/8635684357569677015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/8635684357569677015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-6901890775415494523</id><published>2008-08-19T18:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T20:13:24.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmlAwA5AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/apqUg7aHFJc/s1600-h/skool+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236180671558378498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmlAwA5AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/apqUg7aHFJc/s320/skool+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; without make-up. hahahah! teased pony-tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmlCpqZiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/5pyko1KJYwk/s1600-h/skool+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236180672068609570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmlCpqZiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/5pyko1KJYwk/s320/skool+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with the make-up and pulled a few strands of fringe down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmlbadFaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Y9da5XO9H18/s1600-h/skool+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236180678715708834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmlbadFaI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Y9da5XO9H18/s320/skool+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everyone in education dance. dont ask why i look like that s/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmloRb0rI/AAAAAAAAAKs/99_Q_AIZ5ek/s1600-h/skool+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236180682167538354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmloRb0rI/AAAAAAAAAKs/99_Q_AIZ5ek/s320/skool+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The stamps of rock eisteddfod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmlup-AkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/EvMPvWg6I9A/s1600-h/skool+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236180683881054786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmlup-AkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/EvMPvWg6I9A/s320/skool+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqi6douzSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/M2OXc4aBa0A/s1600-h/skool+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236176642043202850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqi6douzSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/M2OXc4aBa0A/s320/skool+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is different. this was taken on variety night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqi6mSSEyI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NDBivpx2QRY/s1600-h/skool+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236176644364964642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqi6mSSEyI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/NDBivpx2QRY/s320/skool+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqi65sPhhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/djMdg-qeV_M/s1600-h/skool+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236176649574123026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqi65sPhhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/djMdg-qeV_M/s320/skool+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; form left to right: Chantell, Me, Noeleen, Lani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqi7JPZVyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nxAMjuJYHH4/s1600-h/skool+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236176653748098850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqi7JPZVyI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nxAMjuJYHH4/s320/skool+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wasn't intending to hold the "tie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqi7VBorNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xPNFvsYp0Vk/s1600-h/skool+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236176656911609042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqi7VBorNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xPNFvsYp0Vk/s320/skool+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my skirt is slanted! hahah. now i feel soooo skinny!!!&lt;br /&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/2827480404449579384-6901890775415494523?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/6901890775415494523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=6901890775415494523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6901890775415494523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6901890775415494523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKqmlAwA5AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/apqUg7aHFJc/s72-c/skool+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-4887085687340955060</id><published>2008-08-16T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:33:41.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Eisteddfod</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we got 5th. hahha. as i expected, i wasn't impress when i first saw it. oh well i am just so glad that its over already. so that i didnt have to stay until 4.30 on every wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;okay back to me. instead of looking down, i looked up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;okay yesterday was bush man. hahah i was so tired when i came home. anyway we got there at like 8? yeah got a stamp on my wrist, went into a really big pavalion theres like a few school there already, nothing much to talk abt actually we practically stayed in there for like the whole day only like 4 times we went to the auditorium. its like major huge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the skirt was tight and uncomfortable that i cant be stuffed wearing it until i have too, hahaha! so a whole lot of us were just wearing stockings,fishnets and shorties. just walking around like that.hahhah!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pictures will be up soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-4887085687340955060?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/4887085687340955060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=4887085687340955060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4887085687340955060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4887085687340955060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/08/rock-eisteddfod.html' title='Rock Eisteddfod'/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-5496131413441707993</id><published>2008-08-12T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:37:43.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKGRp0zbssI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PeXVNYDMgnE/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233624389716259522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKGRp0zbssI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PeXVNYDMgnE/s320/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Twin!!!! you are 16!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;happy birthday to you. happy birthday to ya, happy birthday to Dorcas, happy birthday to you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahah and yes that is the only pic i have with you alone. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;love you:) smile okay!&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/2827480404449579384-5496131413441707993?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/5496131413441707993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=5496131413441707993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5496131413441707993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5496131413441707993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-twin-you-are-16-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SKGRp0zbssI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PeXVNYDMgnE/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-1508307941306817403</id><published>2008-08-10T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:36:02.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;okay rock eisteddfod is coming soon. this coming friday. and i have to be in school at like 7am!and prctices every single day of the week except thurs. monday and tuesday: 3.10-4.30&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: 12-2&lt;br /&gt;friday: 7-11 pm?&lt;br /&gt;and i am sooo tired of the songs and all. and the skirt we have to wear!&lt;br /&gt;omg! the costume is like wacked. school blouse, tie, fishnets! and super shirt skirt that is meant to be worn on waist. and the finale costume is a bit too long for me and i nearly tripped on it=.=&lt;br /&gt;erm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-1508307941306817403?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/1508307941306817403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=1508307941306817403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1508307941306817403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1508307941306817403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/08/eek.html' title='eek!'/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-970117952243536590</id><published>2008-08-06T18:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T21:43:58.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Variety Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;okay didnt blog yesterday cause was sleepy and had math homework to do. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday was variety night and we had to perform our errtime dance thingy again. which i am so sick of. this time the stage is soooo small and the floor is so slippery! and i was wearing socks! yeah i stuffed up a step hahaha! everything else was alright.omg and and the audience were so close and i had to force myself to smile when i actually wanted to give the scarish look haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;anyway went home it was like 9 plus. sooo tired. i wanted to not go to school today. i got a choice hahah! but yeah in the end i just went to school. man i regreted when i stepped out of the house. i felt so tired and i went to school with half my eyes closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;at school met kirsten first we chatted yeah. and i forgot today was actually the day we started school at 9am not 8.45am... i could have taken the later bus and slept in for a while. no wonder i didnt see my friend on the bus. i was like erm.. was i missing something that no one wanted to tell me or did i forget something. true enough... haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Amanda bought me a ring! i am gonna use it as a pendant for a neckless though hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-970117952243536590?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/970117952243536590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=970117952243536590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/970117952243536590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/970117952243536590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/08/variety-night.html' title='Variety Night.'/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-5814866117623679773</id><published>2008-07-25T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:47:51.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;hi! haha. yes i know update my blog? hah anothing much to talk about. schools the same. as per normal. except i am starting to quite hate someone in there. i feel like just telling the person to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GROW UP YO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We had to think of dance steps for at least 2 eights of counts and as oyu guys should know i am a really bad choregraher, so after like an hour of trying to think of steps and trying to settle for what we want, i kinda gave up and so i asked KJ for help. she's real good. you should have seen her group's part real good. and its not hip hop steps we have to come up with, its jazz. so its harder for me. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i so wanna cut my hair. it looks like a mop if i dont tie it up or some how put my hair in a certain way. gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;... hm. nothing else to say? haha bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-5814866117623679773?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/5814866117623679773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=5814866117623679773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5814866117623679773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5814866117623679773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-6194778587909967675</id><published>2008-07-17T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:13:26.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hm. no lover yet but, i would be sad and angry. i might just go up to him and kick his nutts maybe slap him? yeah maybe after i did that i would just be really sad? i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. If you can have a dream to come true, what dream would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. many dreams to recall. haha. hm maybe too be rich, have a happy family, to be married to the guy of my dreams. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;okay i am changing my answer cause i thought this meant like the proposal. anyway yeah i would want the theme to be masquerade. so everyone can come in whatever nice pretty dresses and yeah everyone will have a mask. hahah either you buy it yourself or you just get one from the table. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hm yeah. kinda. i dont really know what i want to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;manicurist, pedicurist, make-up artist, travel agent, forensic people... hahahha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What’s your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ahh. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;1. has a boyish look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;2. good, fun, funny personality. i mean not that goody-two-shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;3. cute+hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;okay there are more but i am not writing it all down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Which is more blessed? Loving someone or being loved by someone? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. if i can choose both i will choose both. but since i must choose one, being loved by someone if really being blessed like loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hm. haven't really LOVED someone yet so i dont know the feeling. but i think(think) probably minimum=5-7months maximum=8-12months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I DONT KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;just wait or tell myself to move on.duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hm. some things, but not going to type it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yeah kinda helps me to give people an idea of my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. How do you see yourself in 10 yrs’ time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be 25, so maybe just finding a boyfriend or dating someone? maybe flirting in pubs?(HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;GOD!, family, friends......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. How do you find the person who tagged you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er... my sister? how do i find her? thats for me to know and not for you to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Would you rather be rich and single or married but poor?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eek! i dont know. depends on how poor? if its being a farmer then well i will have to think about it. i'm a xiao jie! hahah. kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm wake up, stay in bed for like 10-30mins and stone and think about loads of stuff(i mean loads)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i dont know. nv been there. think so if i am serious about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. If you fall in love with 2 persons simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hm. depends actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. What type of frens(friends you idiot) do you like? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats up with this question? friends erm fun, entertaining, out-going, funny, easy to talk to and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. what type of frens do you dislike?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are not really called friends if i dont like them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;impatient, push people around even though they know they cant do better than that person she pushes around... have a "friend" like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. If you have to choose between love and friendship, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;crazy much i need both. i dont know? love? cause o can love my friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tagged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Amanda (if i could but she has already been taggged)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Dorcas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Desiree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Jie yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Nicolette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Priscilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-Amanda Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;well its up to them if they want to do this few questions or not, not gonna force them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-6194778587909967675?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/6194778587909967675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=6194778587909967675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6194778587909967675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6194778587909967675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/07/1.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-8413911579704968392</id><published>2008-07-17T16:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T16:11:18.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is music in this so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=37979014"&gt;Girl Has Crystals Coming Out Of Eyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=37979014,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=37979014,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-8413911579704968392?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/8413911579704968392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHoZqc213lI/AAAAAAAAAJU/aFQR5eWAZRw/s320/DSC01015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHoZqezmrDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/uqW-0hR7cZU/s1600-h/DSC01024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222514935504219186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHoZqezmrDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/uqW-0hR7cZU/s320/DSC01024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yeah we were cam-whoring that day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-1348109405028494157?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/1348109405028494157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTQRgtpIEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/UNgq-a7PHWI/s1600-h/DSC00959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221026867286974530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTQRgtpIEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/UNgq-a7PHWI/s320/DSC00959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay i know this is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTQR-VMvtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/gJO1QoEyb3c/s1600-h/DSC00912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221026875237514962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTQR-VMvtI/AAAAAAAAAJE/gJO1QoEyb3c/s320/DSC00912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;worse still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTP6TqI16I/AAAAAAAAAIM/UlAjwFpLMuU/s1600-h/DSC00926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221026468645623714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTP6TqI16I/AAAAAAAAAIM/UlAjwFpLMuU/s320/DSC00926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;great i am the only one looking at the camera..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTP6fSvDqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mPy2t4ha2n8/s1600-h/DSC00929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221026471768690338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTP6fSvDqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/mPy2t4ha2n8/s320/DSC00929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;shadows! guess which is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTP6l3dUBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Yqs5x4zk1RM/s1600-h/DSC00943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221026473533329426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTP6l3dUBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Yqs5x4zk1RM/s320/DSC00943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;... being seriously random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTP6qAswfI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cfLAXobOA-4/s1600-h/DSC00946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221026474645832178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTP6qAswfI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cfLAXobOA-4/s320/DSC00946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTP6nzKLhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tDXcof1nZfY/s1600-h/DSC00967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221026474052169234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SHTP6nzKLhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tDXcof1nZfY/s320/DSC00967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; MARSHMELLOW ON FIRE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;omg these pics are from like super long ago. hahha.&lt;/span&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/2827480404449579384-7538969442222381781?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/7538969442222381781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=7538969442222381781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-8157522885495136966</id><published>2008-07-08T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:44:03.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;okay hoildays started yesterday. and its going on for 2 weeks and one day. hahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;watched a movie today kung fu panda haha super funny. i actually was shocked to find out that it was really quite a good movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;yesterday was super funny. even though i typed it down you guys wont understand so yeah. its getting like super cold now. my hands are hardly warm nowadays. haha and i just remembered that twin said that i grew chubbier and i was like omg i should go on diet hahah! yeah but i was kidding (duh) i am already so skinny.&lt;br /&gt;okay nothing much to say. so yeah i am gonna go grab some biscuits. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-8157522885495136966?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/8157522885495136966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=8157522885495136966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/8157522885495136966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/8157522885495136966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/07/holidays.html' title='holidays.'/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-8349592930151733644</id><published>2008-06-24T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:38:59.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed it up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;omg yesterday was tiring. woke up this morning and was like diao eyes so small. yesterday was the first time i put on foundation and eye mascara. anyway the dance was so screwed but its a good thing it was not obvious cause someone screamed and we were like all shock look so yeah it gave the impression that it was meant to have a shocked look. so yeah and  I LOST BOTH MY SHOES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STAGE ONE AFTER ANOTHER. so embarresing. yeah okay but yeah my family cheered me up. haha. most of my body parts ached. oh and i got praised again omg i was so happy. and heidi kept on critizising me. i so wanted to say: yeah. just cause i can dance better then you. hhaha seriously she dances like she hates dance. i found her rather scary the first time i saw her. she is a flirt too anyway. haha! yeah. anyway... oh yeah there were kinda a little of bitch fights when we were practicing. gosh and i almost got in to one. but thanks to the lovely lani she stopped it so i was like THANK YOU LANI!! haha. yeah sorry couldn't blog yesterday, i was super tired and i had to go to school the next day and i came home at like 10plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-8349592930151733644?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/8349592930151733644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=8349592930151733644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/8349592930151733644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/8349592930151733644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/06/screwed-it-up.html' title='screwed it up.'/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-799183581288245851</id><published>2008-06-22T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:50:37.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is gonna be a tiring and really big day for me. its the errtime dance we are performing. in front of a live audience and i dont feel ready. the costume sucks. we look like horse trainers combined with sluty-ness. and i feel weird in it. i am afraid of what will happen onn that day itself. because i know i will forget something. the formation of the chorus part the front line are really good dances. and i think twice and really wonder what am i doing in front when i should be in like the second line.&lt;br /&gt;Disaster when we heard from the teacher that we are perfroming in front of senior school for the break the ice dance which is our jazz dance. the girl who wants us to dance in front of the senior school is just an idiot who wants to show off that she can dance really good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-799183581288245851?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/799183581288245851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=799183581288245851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday to Liyanna and Cherie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;all the best you guys you are 15 now. one more year till you can watch Nc16 movies. here in aussie is MA15+ i think haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-4549555047109831330?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/4549555047109831330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=4549555047109831330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4549555047109831330'/><link rel='self' 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SFUIaktl1CI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-z1848McIt4/s320/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happy Fathers Day To All Dads.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;especially mine. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;thank you for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- bringing me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- always being there when i need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- understanding why i forgot fathers day( cause its different dates here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- controling your temper when i was just a kiddo that ask loads of questions and kinda like piss you off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- not getting too mad and pissed at me when i show you my bad results.(last time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- spending like a fortune on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- thinking of getting me a laptop. when i actually dont really need one but i dont mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-being a good daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- asking how was my day was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- understanding why i chose dance as an elective an you still let me choose it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- giving me your love and concern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- understanding that i dont like studying, and not putting to much pressure on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- for sending me a message on my brithday and asking if i had any wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(that message really put me in a good mood from the start of the morning.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;( there is more )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i am a kinda big girl now, but as you always say:" big things comes with big responsibilities."but just to let you know i will always be your little girl like you always say. i know you have high hopes for me and always wanting the best for me in your heart. i will try to fullfill that. i will go on to university and get my... whats that called? degree? masters?. woah. i really dont want to study for that long. hahahhah. but you know.. anyway i know you will always be here when i need you.&lt;/span&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/2827480404449579384-5944006934652077724?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/5944006934652077724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=5944006934652077724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5944006934652077724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5944006934652077724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day-to-all-dads.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SFUIaktl1CI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-z1848McIt4/s72-c/DSC00016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-6994730646435321143</id><published>2008-06-15T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:54:59.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;sorry i haven't been blogging lately. haha. i have loads of dance research stuff to do . and a lot of steps i needa practice. i am doing jazz now. i have the kicks, turns, leaps and isolations to practice. there is like 3 more weeks of school before i get 2 weeks holiday. noeleen is not gonna be here for 4 weeks. this week is gonna be her last week here until when school re-opens. so yeah. gonna be bored at home. and mom is'nt gonna be here during my holidays so now i have a cooking job to do. as usual again like back in singapore before my granny came over to our house to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;its getting colder now. cause for now, we are in the early winter. and its not snow. its RAIN omg i hate it. it rains like all day. and my mom wants to get me a raincoat. i promise i will look weird. and the winds here are super strong. thats what my sister said. i actually had a "vision" of me actually flying off. okay well not really flying off but just braving the wind. and the wind is so strong that it can actually just step out of the house and open the umbrella and woah the whole thing just turns upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i hate winter. i think i so much would prefer autumn. although i have not expirence spring yet. but i can imagine the big and humongous houseflies just trying to get shelter from the heat by finding any holes so they can go in there and have shade. so yeah my sister told me your ears and nose could be a target as they got "targeted" before. i was like eeww. seriously come to think of it if the housefly goes into your ear you will have to go for an operation. i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i so need a tan.. although i am already dark enough but i tighs are still light. only my shin area is kinda dark. i found someone that stays as far as me except she doesnt go round the turn. but she doesnt take the bus so yeah. come mid-winter i have no idea how to survive cause i have to wait for the bus. and in the rain... hah! take a load of that. there is no freaking shelter at the bus-stop. just a simple green and orange stick. THATS ALL. buses here come late and early. so you will always have to be 5 mins earlier than the bus or else you may miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;oh did i tell you guys? i found my lost smart rider card. well i didnt find it but some admin people went to my class and gave it to me. they said it was found at the school yard. so obviously someone had been using it after all. so now that card is away in the rubbish dump thingy for recycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i feel that i have been rather lazy nowadays. maybe its cause of aussie peoples life here. tomorrow i have school. and when i have no school you guys have school. omg unfair much.&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/2827480404449579384-6994730646435321143?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/6994730646435321143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=6994730646435321143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6994730646435321143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6994730646435321143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry-i-havent-been-blogging-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-4017383688748310508</id><published>2008-05-28T17:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:58:07.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Yi Ning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;hi. its like 5.54 now and its like dark. it looks as though its 8pm back in singapore. winter is approaching. and i hate the rains. so irritaing. alomst all aussie bags are water proof cause of that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-4017383688748310508?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/4017383688748310508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=4017383688748310508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4017383688748310508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4017383688748310508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-yi-ning-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-4671646866539981011</id><published>2008-05-26T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:33:40.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRhl6yQ0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ycdaY1mzx7s/s1600-h/DSC00885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204632325680415554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRhl6yQ0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ycdaY1mzx7s/s320/DSC00885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          noeleen and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRh16yQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/o6B9BH8YdkM/s1600-h/DSC00895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204632329975382866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRh16yQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/o6B9BH8YdkM/s320/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRh16yQ2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/N1IUvL5anrw/s1600-h/DSC00888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204632329975382882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRh16yQ2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/N1IUvL5anrw/s320/DSC00888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRh16yQ3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FVg6VQrxABc/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204632329975382898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRh16yQ3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/FVg6VQrxABc/s320/DSC00901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lani!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRiF6yQ4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/VUsk7yLNvOQ/s1600-h/DSC00900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204632334270350210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRiF6yQ4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/VUsk7yLNvOQ/s320/DSC00900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay on the right is rachel and on the left is erica.they didnt want a picture so i just took it like that.hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so these are the pictures from the ballet excursion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-4671646866539981011?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/4671646866539981011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=4671646866539981011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4671646866539981011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4671646866539981011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/05/noeleen-and-i-again-and-again-lani-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SDqRhl6yQ0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ycdaY1mzx7s/s72-c/DSC00885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-7915192168685912361</id><published>2008-05-22T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:36:30.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i hate linear functions. they so suck. yes they are easy, but i hate drawing the graphs and there is just so much shit to remember. anyway school's getting fun and funner everyday. cause of noeleen and mitchel. and others of course. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i waited back for noeleen and missed a bus. another 20 to half and hours wait. but it was worth it. i got to know loads more abt her. i am happy i actually waited up with her. anyway on the way back home on the bus. K.J got on the bus. so yeah we started talking. it was fun. haha i found out that she was from new-zealand at first before she came here 3 years before me. so she is kinda in the same situation as me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;dance was boring today. we went through Errtime and rock eisetddfod once each only. sads. at leats there is dance tmr still. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i have no idea why but it seems as though school passes through really fast. it was just at the begginning of the week a monday. then suddenly it was already thursday. maybe i am enjoying and realxing already. and settling down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;yes i am losing my accent for those people who wants to know. i am talking like an assie person already i kinda just found that out today. ahha. i am typing faster now also. i improved in dance too. and omg i got complimented. whoo who. haha anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;oh the math test tmr i am having, is not not a test. cause we get to bring in a A4 one sided page of notes. jeezs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i am missing you guys back in singapore.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-7915192168685912361?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/7915192168685912361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=7915192168685912361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_fyb-8I6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jQSboKVi3nA/s1600-h/DSC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201622152234410914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_fyb-8I6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jQSboKVi3nA/s320/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_fyr-8I7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/yTaEZZYCaj8/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201622156529378226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_fyr-8I7I/AAAAAAAAAHI/yTaEZZYCaj8/s320/DSC00851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kellyann came over for a few days cause of her cousins wedding over here in perth. went out to harbour town on the day she was leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-6753792913571382533?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/6753792913571382533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=6753792913571382533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6753792913571382533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6753792913571382533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/05/kellyann-came-over-for-few-days-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_fyb-8I6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jQSboKVi3nA/s72-c/DSC00849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-2769713236712127490</id><published>2008-05-18T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:47:51.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes this pictures are really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eFb-8I0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dvPWXThYK2M/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201620279628669762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eFb-8I0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dvPWXThYK2M/s320/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy mothers day ma!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201620292513571714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eGL-8I4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/o1CpnCTwPcI/s320/DSC00853.JPG" border="0" /&gt; mothers day cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eFr-8I1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/xVxAOd39jWI/s1600-h/DSC00813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201620283923637074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eFr-8I1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/xVxAOd39jWI/s320/DSC00813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy birthday amanda&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201620545916642194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eU7-8I5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/Fc085Q8SkTs/s320/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;amanda's cake(its mudcake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eF7-8I2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/mjM1u4QQ4AE/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201620288218604386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eF7-8I2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/mjM1u4QQ4AE/s320/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my birthday. gosh i look horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eF7-8I3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/DwgNi4C1MZw/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201620288218604402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eF7-8I3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/DwgNi4C1MZw/s320/DSC00862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday ice-cream tub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes it wasn't a cake but an ice-cream tub. each one of us has a spoon and we just like digged in.&lt;br /&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/2827480404449579384-2769713236712127490?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/2769713236712127490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=2769713236712127490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/2769713236712127490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/2769713236712127490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes-this-pictures-are-really-late.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_eFb-8I0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dvPWXThYK2M/s72-c/DSC00855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-4863523015291092623</id><published>2008-05-18T15:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:39:22.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_btb-8IyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IBILo-0owcs/s1600-h/DSC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh yeah here are some pics of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    the living hall&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201617672583521074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_btr-8IzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WLB8VZeEtek/s320/DSC00821.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                          kitchen&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201617217316987650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_bTL-8IwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/D81zT9VTywU/s320/DSC00817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                          outside&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201617221611954962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_bTb-8IxI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mQ1oUV8-IcQ/s320/DSC00806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                  the playground&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201616878014571186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_a_b-8IrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5oRz_76n4jU/s320/DSC00803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                         our house with the garage&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201616882309538498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_a_r-8IsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BYjyWMNrbaE/s320/DSC00804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                             the master bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201616895194440434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/SC_bAb-8IvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/NzNsuDZrz6s/s320/DSC00825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                     &lt;br /&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/2827480404449579384-4863523015291092623?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/4863523015291092623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=4863523015291092623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4863523015291092623'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it hurts whenever i think about it. it hurts whenever i know that now nothing can bring back those fun times and the friendship i had with you guys. well as i will say just move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not blogging lately. i just had nothing to say. but well for today yes. anyway i brought them together and i felt happy. still brooding over that day. yes unfortunately...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-1194360866180017656?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/1194360866180017656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=1194360866180017656' title='0 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style="color:#666666;"&gt;trust me on this. life without the net is a total bore. yeah we moved in into our rented house already still trying to settle down but yeah we cleaned the house mopped it, sweep it. vaccumed it. and we started cooking on our own. hahah omg. i am gonna grow fat hahah! we ate fast food for almost one full week and for lunch and dinner haha! anyway we bought a tv!!! yeah! anyway on the 24th april which is amandas birthday we went to carousel ate late lunch. amanda is working in dounut king now haha. anyway after that we went to harvey norman to find tv. so what lar we had to climb the over head bridge its those kinda curvey bridge without steps. yeah climb it then i had to push my mom up then at like 6pm we went to the good guys and we saw 3 tv's my dad likes. then yeah we bought one of them hahah if sent by them(delivery) its 15 bucks more so we waited wanted to take it home ourselves but could not fit. so mom sent my two sisters home first and came back with me put the tv in and drove back then we tried to auto tune the tv but it needed the areil cable or something like that. then my mom had to drive back with my sister to buy it but hey we got it cheap hahaha half price so it was worth it. anyway we were finally able to watch shows hahah! and today out net was up. i just watch the ending of teletubies!! hahah omg. tmr starting school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-8349621087776163322?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/8349621087776163322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=8349621087776163322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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theme to choose for my scrapbooking some ideas please people...i thought of beads and jewelry. yup. yeah as you know we got our rented property already so we are now going like everywhere and just buying the nescessities. tired and bored. i did the cross stitch finish hahaha now its for the outlining. yes i am that bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-405271734150164209?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/405271734150164209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=405271734150164209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/405271734150164209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/405271734150164209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-so-bored-here.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-4268151298657037998</id><published>2008-04-15T12:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:49:53.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;okay a lot has been happening. we finally got our rented house. so hard to find and GET one lar. its not at the canning vale area its the thornlie area. hope that i do not need to change school. guys are irritating me like hell loads. especially these two guys and their clique. first guy named mitchel and second is justin. aarrgghh they keep on pulling out my hair tie....:(&lt;br /&gt;anyway that mitch guy started it. i got back at him of course.he took my stuff and kept on disturbing me. anyway i asked my friend who is like kinda has more guy friends then too girl friends. she told me that usually guys who disturb you always either wanna be buds or more than buds. i was like ha! he wanna be buds with me??? crazy person. yeah anyway two of my friends already said that that mitch guy likes me just cause he irritates me and he helped me put back a chair for me..... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;so i told them you mean every single guy who helps me put back a chair like me?! hahah! funny. anyway yeah so far there has been two guys who helped me put back my chair. oh and my friend said that mitch is not the kinda guy who helps you put back a chair. they are super irritating. i hope i dont sit nxt to them nxt term lar. stupid science teacher changed their sitting and noeleen and i ended up sitting next to them now. its a disaster. and they dont even disturb noeleen!. WTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-4268151298657037998?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/4268151298657037998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=4268151298657037998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4268151298657037998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4268151298657037998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay-lot-has-been-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-8619186766596363487</id><published>2008-04-09T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:49:15.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we got our house finally. haha. but i have to take bus.. sads. anyway at least we got a rented hse already like finally.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like going for rock eisteddfod anymore. its boring and it is'nt much progress. anyway i dont think we are going to get first to third place this year. its so sucky. well thats what my friend and i think though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-8619186766596363487?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/8619186766596363487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=8619186766596363487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/8619186766596363487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/8619186766596363487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-got-our-house-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-5401110542671206631</id><published>2008-04-01T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:48:21.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate worms!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;omg! omg! omg! today was freaky! i had sports in first session.i went to the court to play netball. there was a huge puddle of water. inside was LOADS of millipeads!! omg!! thick huge fat and a little long ones. eeewww. we were playign game that is something like poison ball. i had to practically look on the ground, look up to see the ball and like run.. i screamed when one of my friends kick it to me lar. everyone looked at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During recess... halfway talking to friends, my leg was propped up and i saw in between somethign black and fat and moving i took like 2 seconds before i scream again. wwhhhaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch i was walking towards some place. i saw this black thing my friend actually picked it up and started shuffing it towards me i scream again... bbbuutt its actually a stick i wasnt wearing my specs. thats why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in total i screamed thrice.. eekk i hate wormy stuffs. oh and my friend told me that there will be loads of those coming... in autumn and winter.. i was like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-5401110542671206631?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/5401110542671206631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=5401110542671206631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5401110542671206631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5401110542671206631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-hate-worms-omg-omg-omg-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-1469815176464835917</id><published>2008-03-30T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:23:46.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mom doesnt trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-1469815176464835917?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/1469815176464835917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=1469815176464835917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1469815176464835917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1469815176464835917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-mom-doesnt-trust-me.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-8882891457012371948</id><published>2008-03-29T22:49:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:08:53.442+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Charmaine: sharon, can you stop playing with the door?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mom: *looks at me.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sharon: why? because you thought someone coming in??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Charmaine: no, it because i keep on seeing the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amanda: * laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hhaha! it was funny when it happened. haha anyway today i woke up at like 9 something. went to Kmart at some huge shopping centre. got my long pants for sleeping, my quilt cover, two long sleeves shirt and one more thing its like a dress but its not. eek i dont know whats it called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway got out of Kmart went into some food court and ate tempura udon. stupid. take so long to just make two bowls of udon. anyway they gave us some plastic square shape card that says the number nine or six. it was underlined and said 9 instead of 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lady: *paused* erm.. this is six.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me: * took card stared* so this is six?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lady: yeah its a six.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me: oh. okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was underlined 9....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had church later in the evening. there was this girl sitting beside me. stupid she kept on staring at me. even my sisters told me so and mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;some young girl i think year 6 or 7. which is in singapore. primary 5 or 6. i noticed too obviously so when she look i will be like dao her hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway went home and ate dinner. and at 8pm something we were in the room with lights off. listening to music. today there is this save electricity thingy its going for one hour. so yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my back hurts like hell lar ouch. oh and i got a new bag. the other one the zip spoiled.haha! it tore actually. yup...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-8882891457012371948?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/8882891457012371948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=8882891457012371948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/8882891457012371948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/8882891457012371948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/03/charmaine-sharon-can-you-stop-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-6007206118787090754</id><published>2008-03-27T21:33:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:29:21.896+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183046853424695506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-3hpviVyNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vRvr78MR_UI/s320/IMG014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy One Year Twin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy One Year Twin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Happy One Year Twin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Happy One Year Twin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy One Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Twin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Thanks for the times that we had together.thanks for cheering me up always, for keeping me entertained when serously bored and more....ETC hahah! anyway sorry i had to be in aussie when one year comes. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-6007206118787090754?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/6007206118787090754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=6007206118787090754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6007206118787090754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6007206118787090754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-one-year-twin-happy-one-year-twin.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-3hpviVyNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vRvr78MR_UI/s72-c/IMG014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-7640258094960875885</id><published>2008-03-26T20:49:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:15:08.082+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello again haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well there are a lot of recent happenings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if we cant rent the next hse we cannot stay in my uncle's house anymore. he wanted us to move out. okay mom told us this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uncle: eh there is this guy in the news, he cannot find a house for 5 months to rent or buy. so for you if you cannot find a house, you will have to stay in a hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mom: (kept quiet trying to refrain from saying: so you want us to move out now?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i heard what my mom told us i was really angry and pissed at the same time sad and heart broken. my mom blood brother just ask my mom to move out. he is the worst of the worst uncle i have had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my grandma... i dont even freaking think she even loves us three sisters. she is bias. we didnt even do anything to upset her. she doesnt even spend time with us. she loves our two other cousins so much more. is it the cuteness factor that we are missing?? my gosh which freaking grandma would give her grandchildren a freaking 20 dollar note???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this family is seriously damn freaking srewed in the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we didnt even do anything wrong. we acted like we were invisible all three of us. i just.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just cant understand my uncle. why is he so.. so.. aarrgghh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay i shall put down what my grandma critisized me already.. these are in direct translation from chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- you are of no use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- your teeth so ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- why you so skinny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey grandma i am sorry if i am not that perfect as how you would like me to be. i am sorry that i am not what you want me to be. but dont you think you have gone too far? you blunt bitch. can i say that you are so clean until you have no freaking hair on you?! hair on the floor pick up. one hair one freaking hair. do you even love us or are we just a freaking invisible maid/servent to you? i just dont get you. so what if i am skinny? you are fat. thats worse. and and i have high metabolism rate got a prob?! you know what i feel that i have no freaking bit of respect for you anymore. cause you dont have respect for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-7640258094960875885?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/7640258094960875885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=7640258094960875885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/7640258094960875885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/7640258094960875885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-again-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-5602652627793221925</id><published>2008-03-22T21:43:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:15:16.540+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Its been boring nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sorry i havent been blogging. nothing to type haha. anyway i kinda dont really like weekends now cause there is like nothing to do. there is no homework. i am seriously bored. i dont mind doing any homework at all. i wanna do something. its like now i am halfway finishing some cross-stitch thingy. the DIY stuff. and i am a also stupidly doing a powerpoint presentation of myself. abt me and past yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we left hse early today. for two reasons. one is cause owner of hse and whole fam going out early in the morning so we have to leave the hse before them. second reason is that we wanted to go to target and some other stalls. got sale lar thats why. bought alot of stuff from target. i gt my tan stockings, tights and other stuff. their shoe sizes here are super huge. haha. oh yeah in the car amanda and i took some pictures. haha weird though.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180550317784549410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UDEPiVyCI/AAAAAAAAADo/0Bm4tNIvpn8/s320/DSC00764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180550326374484034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UDEviVyEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cG5s74U0QsQ/s320/DSC00768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180550339259385954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UDFfiVyGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/aeAzs8XF68E/s320/DSC00776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah this is random. this is the irritating stitch that some person gave my sis.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180551159598139506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UD1PiVyHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0nOZ-FsPSZ0/s320/DSC00758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah okay thats abt all. bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-5602652627793221925?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/5602652627793221925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=5602652627793221925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5602652627793221925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5602652627793221925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-boring-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UDEPiVyCI/AAAAAAAAADo/0Bm4tNIvpn8/s72-c/DSC00764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-1675866493035919191</id><published>2008-03-15T21:02:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:13:12.360+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFKPiVyII/AAAAAAAAAEY/m_9HWB5j1_8/s1600-h/DSC00712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180552619887020162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFKPiVyII/AAAAAAAAAEY/m_9HWB5j1_8/s320/DSC00712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFKfiVyJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Myq7jBRwKnI/s1600-h/DSC00713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180552624181987474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFKfiVyJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Myq7jBRwKnI/s320/DSC00713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFK_iVyKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VHiVNvUPfsc/s1600-h/DSC00724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180552632771922082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFK_iVyKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VHiVNvUPfsc/s320/DSC00724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;up there is erika. haha i caught a unglam pic of her. dont tell her muahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFLfiVyLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AjjE7O5tn5Y/s1600-h/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180552641361856690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFLfiVyLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/AjjE7O5tn5Y/s320/DSC00725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hello birdie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFLviVyMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/e3uTEP_pgHg/s1600-h/DSC00727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180552645656824002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFLviVyMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/e3uTEP_pgHg/s320/DSC00727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;amanda. nice apple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy birthday to erika's dad. aahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;erika invited me and fam to shelly park beach. hahah. yeah went there had fun. only mom manda and i went. charm had some assignment to do. anyway. went there ate hot dog with the bread some potato salad thingy which had egg pieces, also ate chicken! hahah yeah it was a bit burnt. but ts okay. anyway after that i went canoe-ing! hahah they rented a few canoe boats, life jackets and oars. yup everytime amanda change he side she was rowing on her butt moves too hahah. so i was like " amanda! put your butt in the middle of the boat. " i was the one that had to steer. cause when we entered the boat manda thought the ffront of the boat was the back of the boat. the canoe was the other way round ahah! so i ended up being the one that was steering.anyway i got splashed by someone hahah. anyway after we canoed washed up and rest a while i did the bend back thingy! haha yeah soon after we were split up a into three groups surprisingly all three of us ot into the same group cause we stood seperately. my idea! haha cause i knew that they were gonna number us by 1 2 and 3. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;had some praise and worship after the games. yeah took 3 apples today hahhaha. small royal gala ones hahaha. here are some pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-1675866493035919191?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' 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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/_yq-qecz6TOY/R-UFKPiVyII/AAAAAAAAAEY/m_9HWB5j1_8/s72-c/DSC00712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-425567389199216124</id><published>2008-03-12T21:21:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T21:30:23.828+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am so bored that i am doing cross stitch how idiotic is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yeah anyway nothing happen much these few days today had rock esttiffod dance hah. so short lar the dance thingy. hhahah we dont need no education... okay i am getting irritated by some guy ahahh. anywaytmr gt dance!! okay nvm... we watched ice age today. and yesterday had to bring home a consent form for us to watch ice age. so diao lar. ahhaa. teacher said it was the government that wanted the parents permission haah not the school so they had no choice. oh oh and today my math teacher is gross. can see sweat marks on his whole armpit area...... he lift up his whole had to point something at the board, thats when i saw. i was like eeewww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-425567389199216124?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/425567389199216124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=425567389199216124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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injections this year and so mean its only for females....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-1766435244556382873?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/1766435244556382873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=1766435244556382873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1766435244556382873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1766435244556382873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg-i-just-remembered-that-i-have-three.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-639677141632303150</id><published>2008-03-05T21:46:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:12:19.798+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R86bnaxoUiI/AAAAAAAAADI/1LvSjgdXEhA/s1600-h/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174244123399967266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R86bnaxoUiI/AAAAAAAAADI/1LvSjgdXEhA/s320/DSC00667.JPG" border="0" 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R86Zd6xoUdI/AAAAAAAAACg/aF-fFWBMXz0/s320/DSC00669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R86YM6xoUVI/AAAAAAAAABg/HzwvPlAkwfw/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R86YNKxoUWI/AAAAAAAAABo/cmYz7KGb5Dg/s1600-h/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R86YNqxoUXI/AAAAAAAAABw/lql1zEgGYYM/s1600-h/DSC00587.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R86YOaxoUYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0sR34PSlCx8/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R86YO6xoUZI/AAAAAAAAACA/EVTQQChL6ZY/s1600-h/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep these are the perth zoo pics haha. well there is more. and yes the second pic from the top left hand side is a tortise or turtle.&lt;br /&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/2827480404449579384-639677141632303150?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/639677141632303150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=639677141632303150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/639677141632303150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/639677141632303150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/03/yep-these-are-perth-zoo-pics-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R86bnaxoUiI/AAAAAAAAADI/1LvSjgdXEhA/s72-c/DSC00667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-3687782684377218501</id><published>2008-03-05T21:40:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:45:23.690+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nobody's online!!! haha everyone is having EFL now. its like out of 50 plus ppl only one or two online haha. those ppl nv go EFL. haha anyway bored here. i have got a stalker. irritaing like woah... today in rock esttifod practice we didnt do much.just two counts of eight. hahah. i am bored out of my wits here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-3687782684377218501?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/3687782684377218501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=3687782684377218501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/3687782684377218501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/3687782684377218501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/03/nobodys-online-haha-everyone-is-having.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-6698898118864871028</id><published>2008-03-01T20:58:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T21:12:31.899+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Charmaine!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah girl todays your birthday even though its like shit. cause its in this hse.hahah. but be happy kay? i will get your birthday presnet soon kay. yep.&lt;br /&gt;well at least we went to the zoo. which has nth interesting except kangaroos jumping around everywhere. ahahha.sorry i didnt stay up until 12 midnight. i was really tired. hey i was cramping science haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we went to the zoo today i will post the pics soon ahha. i dont feel like uploading it today hahah. okay after that came home. rest and bathed at 6pm i think. we left the hse again to go church.i felt mass for me today was reallt a gd feeling i dont know why. its just that i felt a lift from my heart after offering them up to the lord. its not really a very big feeling but i felt a little. hahaha. anyway went home changed and ate dinner after that. yep today gt spiderman 1 on show. didnt watch it though. wanted to but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-6698898118864871028?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/6698898118864871028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=6698898118864871028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6698898118864871028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6698898118864871028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-charmaine-yeah-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-9030326667559764610</id><published>2008-02-26T21:19:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:37:50.287+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4 people in one bedroom is'nt that freaky? haha oh yeah i have to put thick lotion now ahhah. or else i will get those kinda sun wrinkle ahha. sucks. YES tmr is the first practice for the rock estiffod. ahha i am not sure if its spelt like that ahha. anyway i am super happy! it feels rather long today. dont know why. it feels as though its 10 now but its only 9.20pm hahha. amanda bought i nice bag today. haha i also want a bag but whenever or wherever i go i cant seem to find a nice bag. its always yuck or oh man so expensive hahha. well maybe that nice bag is waiting for me hahaha. oh yeah i gt this stupid red stuff on my knee i dont know whats that. it looks like a blue- black ahaha. but its reddish-pink. not blue and black.yup. i finally gt the song i wanted after so long. haha. zac owes me the song errtime by nelly. he said he will send it to me by weekend hahaha. he better. oh man today was 37deg yesterday was 36deg. tmr until friday is like 38deg. aaarrgghhh. hello i am walking home you know without any shelter. i better put on more sunblock ahhaha. my sis said that i was darker hahaha. oh man i wil become toasted like the end of summer which is coming soon. autumn is coming sooon hahha soon i will see leaves dropping like evreywhere hahaha. and oh yeah me happy! i gt into the distinction class for math. ahah but not yet put in the classroom.but i am doing their work now. so in class i will be like not listening to the teacher and just do my work hahaha. er... yep nothing else. i think. oh the show freedom writers in nice. manda intro to me hahah. its abt these kids that has a lot of probs with family, gangs and so on. "its like a war everytime we step out of the door." yep. oh then this teacher who taught them for the first time encouraged them to keep a diary hahaha. its a nice show. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-9030326667559764610?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/9030326667559764610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=9030326667559764610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/9030326667559764610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/9030326667559764610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/4-people-in-one-bedroom-isnt-that.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-4783004578725483726</id><published>2008-02-24T21:36:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:53:36.707+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I AM BACK. hahah okay well i am not really gone for that many days but yeah. hahah i was just lazy to blog. nothing interesting to blog lar. well okay today i went church 10am mass, then went to the city. i dont know why but i cant shop normally today. its like we just breeze through the shops. nvm i will still have time to shop there. so yeah. went to "supree" haha the shop was filled with colourful and bright clothes. from hoodies( the short sleeve type) to tank tops, normal shirts, cotton tights and many more hahah. a lot of ppl carrying the supree bag. pink in colour. oh and i noticed in my school gt a lot of ppl wear this pink shoe. all the same pattern. haha. going back to school tmr haha. oh and its the fourth week aleady! Rock estiffod(i think its spelt this way) practice starts this week wed. haha. oh yeah after dinner "our" whole wardrobe was packed again haha. i was just sitting on the bed staring at them packing. in switched on the music player on my com. everythin was like super jammed pack haha. i wanna go out of the room also gt diffeculty its like everthing is everywhere. yep. okay who has the song errtime by nelly? yes the song on y blog which takes very long to load.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-4783004578725483726?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/4783004578725483726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=4783004578725483726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4783004578725483726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4783004578725483726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-5039825922169705356</id><published>2008-02-16T22:00:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:07:16.466+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nothing to post... okay today just go fetch my father to the airport. he going back to sin haha. ATTENTION TO CHARMAINE TAN if you are reading this. please REMEMBER to bring my nail polish collection. the whole box including the remover. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;okay back. ahha ate some noodles there at airport. yuck it taste sweet when it not supposed too. after that went to have a look at display houses. damn nice lar. your eyes can just pop while looking inside the houses. especially the master suite. rraahh.&lt;br /&gt;okay went home at 5.30 we went church. erm.. loads of things happen while walking towards the bustop. oh did i tell? i gt my school diary (it sucks) and my transperth card already. yup. thats abt all for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-5039825922169705356?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/5039825922169705356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=5039825922169705356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5039825922169705356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5039825922169705356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/nothing-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-142833654248180982</id><published>2008-02-15T22:37:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:02:47.421+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;today was a "tired" day for me haha.skip all school part... okay dance had a few extra excercises. more steps to learn.oh yeah lunch. we( deneka, erika and i) were doing some foot drill haha. denka was in some sort of cadets thingy and erika wanted to learn.so we were half way teaching her we didnt even noticed her boyfriend and his mates were walking towards the water cooler to get a drink and see erika. half way denka stopped and looked in their direction cause they were super close. haah we stopped. denka and i started to laugh loudly hahah. erika was like what?! D and i said we just embarresed ourselfs haha. but yeah anyway. nth else happen. went home with megan and heidi and someone else.&lt;br /&gt;went out to town with mom dad and manda. ate at Taka. i wasnt impressed. anyway i am i can go there nxt sat again. cause we didnt really shopped. haha wanted to buy my dance personal stuff. like the stockings, fishnets(leggings actuallty), hair lackys and so on.&lt;br /&gt;nth else yeah ahah. oh we can see the moon here like bright. hell bright. and much more stars than compared to sin. manda says there will be more during winter. i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-142833654248180982?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/142833654248180982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=142833654248180982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/142833654248180982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/142833654248180982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-was-tired-day-for-me-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-6729197613144976909</id><published>2008-02-14T21:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:20:07.156+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Valentine's day! nothing much to post thats why didnt. i am feeling quite okay with school now. i dont quite like someone though. hah nvm. oh man. okay. i had dance today. the warm up excersices are so tough ahhaa. the teacher is so right. by the end of this year we will have leg muscels and abs. haha.i think my legs are gonna be sore tmr hahha.oh yeah learnt more steps. i found out the song! hahhah finally. its by nelly-errtime. haha. nice song at the beginning but when it comes to the middle its kinda boring. go listen to it if you want. ahah i only like the begining. amanda is gonna dedicate i post to me she said haha. i dont think she will keep her word. and dedicate the post. haha well thats amanda. i bought my mom and amanda a rose each. plastic ahhaha. well the rose in aus are so ex. oh. valentines here is boring. its like just a normal day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-6729197613144976909?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/6729197613144976909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=6729197613144976909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6729197613144976909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6729197613144976909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day-nothing-much-to.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-6594179922767751422</id><published>2008-02-09T23:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:58:29.338+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sleeping outside...&lt;br /&gt;haha. nothing much happened today. in my head its like blank. just went visiting 3 hses yup collect ang baos. and my gandma here in aus gave me 20 only. wow the best grandma.. NOT. ahha anyway my other grandma gave me so much more. ppl here are just stingy. nvm. haha i wanna save for the shop till i drop day!! it will be like coming in 3/4 of the year haha.its like the shopping mall is only open for us the performng arts group of cvc i think not sure yet ahah.&lt;br /&gt;i think its if we win. yeah. oh at one hse we visited we sang with the sing star haha. its play station karokae haha. i sang solo for bring me to life. then duet for everytime you touch and some other songs hahaha. damn fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-6594179922767751422?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/6594179922767751422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=6594179922767751422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6594179922767751422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/6594179922767751422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/sleeping-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-258830422152609529</id><published>2008-02-08T21:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T21:39:47.103+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;daddys coming here tmr! okay at 1am... haha. oh man dance was so nice! i learnt part of the dance routine already haha.oh and the reverse curl was so cute. haha.oh yeah in my english class there were a few "bitches" haha also known as bimbotic bitches hahha. well gd thing i am not one of them. yesh. haha.oh yeah one thing. I HATE PHYSICS!! hhaah. oh and one of the purpose of my dad coming to aus is to see how weird i look in the uniform...=.=" hahah. diao right.oh yeah i think  aussie girls favourite phrases are...: "then i was like", "she was like" "omg" and seriously many more hahha. nth much to blog abt school. walked home alone as usual. cause no one lives near where i am walking too.only two guys from middle school. and no i am so not mixing with them. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-258830422152609529?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/258830422152609529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=258830422152609529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/258830422152609529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/258830422152609529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/daddys-coming-here-tmr-okay-at-1am.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-1586911952265813261</id><published>2008-02-07T22:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:12:41.899+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;today had my first dance class haha. we chose a song for our hip hop dance. haha. tmr we start dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cliantha is also in my dance class haha. omg those ppl in the dance classes are those types of girls that very erm..... tut.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i gt another cut form amanda... two cuts already woman. ahha. anyway after dinner watch around the world in 80 days. haha. oh had chicken salad today hahah lovely. rraahh selina stole my word! " funny"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-1586911952265813261?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/1586911952265813261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=1586911952265813261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1586911952265813261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1586911952265813261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-had-my-first-dance-class-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-3519956200853329393</id><published>2008-02-06T21:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T22:18:17.424+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yay my tagbox is back! haha yeah nth much happen just that there two more new students. you have no idea how i felt when teacher said they were new. haha. i was like yahoo! so glad. haha. today rachel kept on providing the ants with food. she said she felt sorry for them haha.oh and dencka dropped two grape. it was there like from recess till lunch hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;.... yeah came home early at 2.10 today.ate cup noodles. tom yum flavour. oh yeah watched Spirit. haha jason was like when are they gonna have the horse sex? haha we didnt wanna reply him. haha retard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-3519956200853329393?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/3519956200853329393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=3519956200853329393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/3519956200853329393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/3519956200853329393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/yay-my-tagbox-is-back-haha-yeah-nth.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-1880223884416427799</id><published>2008-02-05T20:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:28:30.411+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i am lazy to blog but school today was okay much better than yesterday. thanks for all the encouragment guys. already missing you guys (: oh yeah ps, my tagbox it has something wrong with it. maybe tmr it will be fine. i hope (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-1880223884416427799?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/1880223884416427799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=1880223884416427799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1880223884416427799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1880223884416427799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-lazy-to-blog-but-school-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-245771591450289841</id><published>2008-02-04T22:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:00:24.186+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;paper-ed at? &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;guess he's just jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really dont have a good feeling abt this school. started off school today a loner. so doesnt feel right. met a few friends or two. but yeah hope that i can meet more. i feel for the first day that you have to talk to them to make friends or not you wont have any. thats a really bad thing. you just have to open ya fat mouth.&lt;br /&gt;had food and fashion for the first 6 months it will be fashion but its like sewing..... yes say oh man..nxt 6 months will be food. yup. i dont even know how to use the freaking sewing machine and i had to use it. i kept on asking the person nxt to me where do i hook this? where do i put the thread through? and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-245771591450289841?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.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-2827480404449579384.post-7669754130142235988</id><published>2008-02-03T21:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T18:16:11.629+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Its butterflies in my stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schools starting tomorrow. usually ppl will feel excited. but i am the exact opposite. i am not at all quite bothered by the fact that i am gonna start a new challenge. moms like super rushy and wanna get prepared, while i just sit there thinkng staring at blank spaces being all slow. it feels as though i am just going to school for one day only.&lt;br /&gt;time table is rather packed. comfirmation is pushed back or not at all present for me. oh and i will be going to U like in 3 years time includng this year.&lt;br /&gt;omg today viewed like 7 hses. rraahh. out of all i only like one. funny thing is that all of the hses has a walk in wardrobe. and some hses master bedroom's bathroom has no door. disgusting huh. well i think its cause aussie ppl are very open. haha.gt to get used to that. still summer. and level of humidlity ia rather high. made us sweat a lot. oh and i gt an ugly flip-flop tan mark. soon i will have a socks tan. gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-7669754130142235988?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/7669754130142235988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=7669754130142235988' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I need a guardian angel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda weird deep down inside. i dont know why. and nowadays everytime my mom asked me for my opinion of the hse i will just say nth. cause i know that i am somehow wasting my breath. but i try to look interested. not saying that i am sick living in this hse just that i cant take it to be so conservetive. i cant say what i want. i cant be all crazy after 8.30. i feel so restricted. it makes me feel all sad not talking crap to anyone. no one answers me sometimes when i ask them questions now i will be like thinking &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" what the heck. forget it. shut your trap sharon."&lt;/span&gt; hais. whenever i have the com mom will just bother to ask if dad was on. i know she misses him i understand but hey, the com is for us to share. oh and had dessert after lunch. i had to wash all the dishes. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"like hello! a simple freaking thank you wont hurt right. &lt;/span&gt;i feel as though like i am so invisible. they just leave the bowls there at the basin. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have more inside "the bottle" but i just wanna cap it for a while more. and i am hesitant to write a lot of other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-4244000067702800349?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/4244000067702800349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=4244000067702800349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4244000067702800349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/4244000067702800349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-need-guardian-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-1465287260023034436</id><published>2008-02-01T22:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T17:17:41.405+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mummy i had a bad dream today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;had a really bad dream today. it was something abt devils. abt some ppl in robes they chanting and all then they just pulled off thier head covers and started pulling their hair out but it was like the hairs came out very smoothly. like pulling out tissue paper from a box. its a seriously long dream i rather not tell.&lt;br /&gt;had some yucky butter cake with buscuits. and MILO!! hahaah&lt;br /&gt;was bored. played with selina ps2 hahha damn fun. i died so many times lar it was something like counter strike ahahah&lt;br /&gt;oh man. then she keeps on getting the nice weapons hahah anyway i was turned into a zombie and a monkey like many times hahah. oh and yesterdays i-toy had me all aching everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;after that played cheat, speed and other card games. it was really really hard to teach jason to play all the games he will be like you nv told me this! nv told me that! hahah i thin its cause he only wanted to win so he was like lagging...then bored again went to bath came out i heard selina saying she had recorded jasons singing while he was abthing. she slipped her mp inside and press record hahha. i think i will get the "music" from her another day hahaha. played ps2 shrek 2 after that.&lt;br /&gt;had early dinner at like 6 omg hhaa.&lt;br /&gt;jason wanted to watch robbin hood and the begining of king arthur hahah. where he pulled out the sword from the stone.. so we watched along hhaah.&lt;br /&gt;after that.. well i am typing this. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-1465287260023034436?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.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-2827480404449579384.post-3466790843822269202</id><published>2008-01-31T21:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:12:26.273+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I- toy. the excercise of the future. also known as modern day tread mill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today ate coco-pops! haha manda poured like a lot of milk into the cereal bowl that i could'nt finish it hahaha. she had to drink up the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway at like 1pm we finished wasing up the dishes for lunch. we played i toy later haha damn funny it was like the visual kinda games. hha where you have a web cam then the web cam recognise any movement. we played four players selina, jason, amanda and i haha. the games we played were... volleyball, music instruments,manicure where we had to file ppls nails the fastest, waxing where we have to wax ppl the fastest hahaa, boot camp, fishing ducks, stamping on buildings until it goes flat, lure the kitty, catch fish like a bear and just a whole lot more haha. oh there is bowling too. anyway was super sweaty when we had to go take readings for houses haha.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh yeah and i stank like whew!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i had to wash my slipper today cause i step on gey sand!! haha eeww. good thing its dry. oh yeah during summer cause its hot now, even the swamp areas dry up. then you can see like green colour moss or algae growing at the bottom of the empty pit hahha. you wont wanna drop in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bored to death here... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ek! SCHOOL IS STARTING SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-3466790843822269202?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/3466790843822269202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=3466790843822269202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/3466790843822269202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-1551305855620682690</id><published>2008-01-30T21:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:18:05.172+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R6BpXhOD1PI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7wsxVQtKObI/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161241025741837554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R6BpXhOD1PI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7wsxVQtKObI/s320/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay someone asked me to post this..haha anyway here's another pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161242614879737090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R6Bq0BOD1QI/AAAAAAAAABY/HmGqrBk_b-0/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" /&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/2827480404449579384-1551305855620682690?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/1551305855620682690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=1551305855620682690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-1183025651038295365</id><published>2008-01-30T20:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T20:50:37.906+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;School is starting monday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay i know that today is only wed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah here are the pictures of the uniforms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161228583221580962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R6BeDROD1KI/AAAAAAAAAAo/lJWqKdZAjMU/s320/DSC00407.JPG" border="0" /&gt; this my normal school wear. skirt will come in april i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161229253236479170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R6BeqROD1MI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1UUQA4I49N4/s320/DSC00408.JPG" border="0" /&gt; this is also my normal school wear if its cold. top and the long pants. its looks like jogging pants but not tight. there is also the trackpants. need not show it cause i believe you know what is a track pants. well its blue and has the CVC logo on it. okay all the school stuff has the logo on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161229888891638994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R6BfPROD1NI/AAAAAAAAABA/GveqjgcH910/s320/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the pe shirt and pants. when pe is over i will have to change out of it even the shorts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161230893913986274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yq-qecz6TOY/R6BgJxOD1OI/AAAAAAAAABI/PEwP9Jn0CCQ/s320/DSC00410.JPG" border="0" /&gt; this is the microfibre jacket its like my purple jacket except the outside feels different.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay now you have seen it all, dont you think its weird? colours dont match too. haha today viewed a hse and read the readings of another two houses. thats abt all. yeah it is indeed boring. i dont feel right when i think of school first i will look like an idiot wearng those school uniforms. i seriously look like a skinny guy when i wear it.( if you look form the bottom and not my head.)oh yeah dad refused i hse that i was so longging for cause of the feng shui. haha like hello this is australia not singapore its gonna be really hard to find a hse that is good cause its like there's the phone line, the free lots ,the insides of the hse so on... hais looks like there goes tarn dirve we were like super close in wanting to get that hse. be cause of the feng shui, its now far from my reach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-1183025651038295365?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/1183025651038295365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=1183025651038295365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/1183025651038295365'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;uniforms are super extra ugly cant stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;went early to CVC to buy uniforms. first look at the clothes inside the room you can freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;the clothes are all navy blue. okay can see green and red and white. i will take photos of it to show your.the colours dont go lar. so sad. no skirt too. the skirt is either long or tight. there is like one missing size. so mom didnt want, ask me to wait for the nxt batch of skirts coming in, in april. that is like super long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;their colours are like blue, green, red, white. oh yeah and the girls try out is like only a curtain hahaha then  had to cover myself or just hack care hahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;uniforms are so ex its like  got huge bomb in moms pockets. hahha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;went KFC eat a meal for two shared between me mom and sis. full up already so much soft fries. super soggy like yyyeewww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;went home in such a hot weather was toast. lay on bed on the fan lay there for like super long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;felt wierd today dont know why. felt angry,sad,dissapointed,afraid,in doubt, over concious and just everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;oh yeah amanda went job hunting today. gt a job at some store at livingston i think. she tried it out today for half hr no pay yet but following days will have the pay here is nice yo. hahah oe hr like $11 plus. its according to your age. yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Went to china town so called, bought a lot of food that cannot be found in the normal shopping mart. neither bigW, vale mart, ...... okay anyway bought chicken, char siew(red meat) and something else . the chili there is like woah nice haha. oh yeah and 4 pieces of suckling pig skin was like $16 there from chinese restaurant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Reached home ate lunch at 2pm  blah blah blah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Going to buy uniform tomorrow. mom has half the mind of buying the pants instead of skirts, after my aunt said that the skits were rather short. in CVC senior school students have a choice of skirts or pants. to me the pants doesnt go well with the top.oh yeah and the clothes are seriously ex. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;pants- $30 , skirts-$35 , top- $30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-3446939310875698759?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/3446939310875698759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=3446939310875698759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/3446939310875698759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/3446939310875698759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/01/china-town-in-perth-breakfast-was.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-7636120416615182998</id><published>2008-01-27T22:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:34:15.671+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY 8 MONTHS ANNI TWIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-7636120416615182998?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.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-2827480404449579384.post-5910028558793484907</id><published>2008-01-27T21:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:04:42.755+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Comfirmation with the adults?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Today we woke up late. we only had 20 mins to prepare and get out of the hse to catch the bus. major rush. haha .plus there were three people. if charmaine was here, she wont be able to make it in time. ahhaha. anyway we got out of the hse just in time to make it to the bus stop and catch the bus. you see the bus comes every half hour or one hr. anyway really hot today. 37 deg. after church( the mass has no songs. duration was actually not an hr but 45 mins)  went to livingston eat chicken treat was damn nice haha chicken there were like super juicy and tender.. eat two meals wasnt enough we thought it would be enough cause usually meals in aus are indeed quite big. walked back home. after 1 hr had cup noodles and then went out to look at the readings for sale houses. my mom kept on adding houses to look till its like from 2 to 4, from 4 to 6. hahaha and so hot somemore. anyway my mom said that i cannot attend the catechism cause its on the day which i have school until 4 and the thing starts at 4 so i must join the adult one its like unfair and just rrraaaaawwwww!!!!!!!!!!!.came back home all tired haha still had to go bath. oh man. nothing happen much after that. ate dinner at 8pm as usual.. had rock melon after that and some chips.. oh i had two overdue biscuits hahhaha can still eat but it has become soft. yup and hard to eat. tuesday go buy uniform.. small girl going to buy uniform better get some small uniform sizes!!!&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/2827480404449579384-5910028558793484907?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/5910028558793484907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=5910028558793484907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5910028558793484907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/5910028558793484907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/01/comfirmation-with-adults-today-we-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-6619264262009022910</id><published>2008-01-26T21:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:58:54.175+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;No more fireworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Australian day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Woke up the latest again as per usual.celebrated mom's birthday early in the morning. took photos she had this picture taken with both manda and me kissing her cheeks on both sides. went viewing houses for rent and on sale. one of the houses on sale was marwood something we didnt quite liked it. but the family living in this house grew grapes. there were like plenty of them and loads of plants. went back home had lunch that was only meat and rice. i so wished they had few vege to go with. stopped viewing houses at 3pm came back home and rest. wanted to go see fireworks today but manda had red sea and was rather tired. had a little nap before i bath. manda uploaded some idiotic videos on youtube hahah. super funny. until now she still is. hhaha anyway had a really full dinner at 8( still kinda bright over here in Aus perth.) and to think i still had to take 2 500g pills of primrose oil. its a squash-a-ble thing in it had oil which from what i heard is that it tastes horrible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-9103775903115850007</id><published>2008-01-26T00:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T00:21:42.143+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MA!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-9103775903115850007?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.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-2827480404449579384.post-2182017130705406915</id><published>2008-01-25T22:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:41:39.176+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I AM JUST BORED OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MOM'S BIRTHDAY TOMORROW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Australian day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today i woke up the latest since i was here in aus. nothing much to say just bored since school starts at like 4 feb. all i did today was view a hse which was available for rent. i think it was nesslane something.also went to the bookstore called wooldriges to get the mathomath wallet thingy. yep still not used to the australian way of talking, the buses, routes and many other stuff. omg amanda just called herself cute. A big (Ahem) slept like pig in the afternoon then woke up to go bath. dinner was fried rice and some dishes... fruits was tomato and an orange. yup we eat tomato nowadays hahah as fruits.oh yeah we eat fruits at the basin we lazy wash extra plates lar hahaha. my ear infection is gone! hahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-2182017130705406915?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/2182017130705406915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=2182017130705406915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/2182017130705406915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/2182017130705406915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-just-bored-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2827480404449579384.post-2095725713084431929</id><published>2008-01-25T21:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T21:54:24.738+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE DAWN JANNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2827480404449579384-2095725713084431929?l=piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/feeds/2095725713084431929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2827480404449579384&amp;postID=2095725713084431929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/2095725713084431929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2827480404449579384/posts/default/2095725713084431929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piecesoflifethatmakesmeup.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-dawn-janner.html' title=''/><author><name>monthstohappiness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11019056457767655034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
