<?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-1152683462243224694</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:14:04.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music; Cartoons; Drawing; :D</title><subtitle type='html'>-♥-Teen Titans-♥-Avatar: The Last Airbender-♥-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-2484061661675930944</id><published>2009-06-06T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:55:44.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY. BIRTHDAY. KANDA. YU. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ha, almost didn't make it. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kanda and Allen ftw. :3&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/1152683462243224694-2484061661675930944?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2484061661675930944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=2484061661675930944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2484061661675930944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2484061661675930944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6815020768808200765</id><published>2009-06-01T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:09:44.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How are you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm feeling really lazy and i can't get off my lazy ass to do &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Commissions, Entries for Yullen Week, Homework, &lt;em&gt;Nothing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bullshit aside, i've become a movie fanatic ever since Exams ended and i think the ticket counter gets tired to see me collect my tickets oh so often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So far, i've seen ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Night At The Musuem 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Terminator Salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Monsters Vs. Aliens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Meh, only 3, but i did it all within a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cept the last one, i went with L.Baka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I blew all money on tickets, comics, food, &lt;strike&gt;utensils&lt;/strike&gt; stationary, food and socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wait- socks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay not really, i just felt like typing that, makes me sound random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SDFASKGHSDKGJ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;MY MOUSE KEEPS DEFYING ME AND REPELS FROM WHATEVER I TRY TO CLICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;DSFAJDSGKJHJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;DAMN YOU MOUSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*brings out rabid cat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*AHEM*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On another note, i've been selected to work at the Big Apple Childcare Centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh a simple equation for you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CHILD + CARE + SAM = UTTER AND COMPLETE DISASTER&lt;br /&gt;(be it natural or unnatural)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Uh, Yeah, So.. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, kids freak out at the sight of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Probably cuz of my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And my evil laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(kids know what i'm planning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Or maybe they just don't like my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In case you don't get it, here's a picture for clear description :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SiPt63rUXGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/_DftOvcwwVI/s1600-h/kids+are+pathetichaw.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342375178625375330" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SiPt63rUXGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/_DftOvcwwVI/s400/kids+are+pathetichaw.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In case you can't see; HERE'S WHAT I MEAN :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SiPubhALDFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MK1CEZ5TO6Y/s1600-h/ZOOOOOOM.PNG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342375739474512978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SiPubhALDFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MK1CEZ5TO6Y/s400/ZOOOOOOM.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Point Proven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wish me luck this Wednesday to Friday then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Or maybe you should give your luck to the kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hwaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hear squirrels chirping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Or maybe it's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Huh.&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/1152683462243224694-6815020768808200765?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6815020768808200765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6815020768808200765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6815020768808200765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6815020768808200765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SiPt63rUXGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/_DftOvcwwVI/s72-c/kids+are+pathetichaw.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-7117713653568736614</id><published>2009-04-17T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:59:49.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.&lt;br /&gt;i.e : R = f(-⅔) = 4(-⅔)³ - 2(-⅔)² + 7(-⅔) - 4 = -10, 20/27&lt;br /&gt;LOL A MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you reach?&lt;br /&gt;THE WALL. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;American Idol Results. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is:&lt;br /&gt;6.38pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;...6.41pm. D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;The fan.&lt;br /&gt;...Oh and i can hear how warm it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Just now? I was wasting time in school. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;Facebook. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;School Uniform. GRANDMA HOGGING TOILET. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt this morning when i fell asleep in bed again.&lt;br /&gt;And it was about school.&lt;br /&gt;How awesome right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;When they showed the auditions for American Idol season 1, 2 and 3 during assembly in the hall just now. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE POSTERZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;I was at whitesands just now and saw this little boy sitting in the middle of the entrance of the mall.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out his mom was chatting with someone and left the poor toddler all alone. :&lt;br /&gt;How irresponsible, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;Hm, Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;" ___________________ " O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;Knowing. T'was pretty awesome. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;End of the world, FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;ALL TEH D.GRAY-MAN MERCHANDISE LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don't know about.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, who are you? D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;That there isn't any suffering like those kids in Africa and those people that lost homes in nautral disasters or disasters. DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;Never tried, never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George Bush:&lt;br /&gt;likes to beat around the bush. LOLGEDDIT?GEDDIT? *gigglesnortlaugh*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i think he was a bad president. :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;UHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;br /&gt;DURHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;Sure. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;God : "There's cheese fries waiting for you inside."&lt;br /&gt;Me : "OH &lt;em&gt;HELL&lt;/em&gt; YES!"&lt;br /&gt;*pause*&lt;br /&gt;Me : "I MEAN, OH &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEAVENS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; YES!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, quiz stolen from DeviantArt.&lt;br /&gt;Found it interesting. So there.&lt;br /&gt;And i still damn bo liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And exams are coming.&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT READY. *cries*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-7117713653568736614?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7117713653568736614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=7117713653568736614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7117713653568736614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7117713653568736614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-798927831849501244</id><published>2009-03-30T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:22:53.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>S'posed to be an email tag. But meh, i'm too lazy to choose contacts right now.&lt;br /&gt;And since i damn bo liao&lt;br /&gt;Here goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 1 : What is your occupation right now? &lt;br /&gt;A 1 : student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2 : What color are your socks right now? &lt;br /&gt;A 1 : White and Grey. 8D (hasn't taken off school socks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 3 : What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Tsunaida te ni kiss wo - Yumi Morita Kusakari&lt;br /&gt;aka &lt;em&gt;The 14th Song&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 4 : What was the last thing that you ate?&lt;br /&gt;A 4 : Egg, Ham and Cheese Sandwich. (homemade) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 5 : Can you drive a stick shift?&lt;br /&gt;A 5 : A stick whu-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 6 : Last person you spoke to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;A 6 : My mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 7 : Do you like the person who sent this to you?&lt;br /&gt;A 7 : YEAH AS A BUDDEH.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, it's her birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;SO HAPPEH BIRTHDAY BANA(NA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 8 : How old are you today?&lt;br /&gt;A 8 : Still 14. :D&lt;br /&gt;(lol this makes Zana feel bad) &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 9 : What is your favorite sport to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Q 9 : uhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 10 : What is your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;A 10 : Honey Lemon Tea. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 11 : Have you ever dyed your hair?&lt;br /&gt;A 11 : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 12 : Favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;A 12 : Cheese Fries.&lt;br /&gt;Okay mostly Western Food and Japanese Cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and local favorites like Carrot Cake and Hokkien Mee and Kway Teow and wanton mee and-&lt;br /&gt;*shot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 13 : What is the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;A 13 : HMM LET'S SEE. Oh yeah, Push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 14 : Favorite day of the year?&lt;br /&gt;A 14 : HOLIDAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 15 : How do you vent anger?&lt;br /&gt;A 15 : I don't. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 16 : What was your favorite toy as a child?&lt;br /&gt;A 16 : Racing Cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 17 : What is your favorite season?&lt;br /&gt;A 17 : Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;Q 18 : Cherries or Blueberries?&lt;br /&gt;A 18 : MANGOES. Oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 19 : Do you want your friends to e-mail you back?&lt;br /&gt;A 19 : No. This ain't a email anymore anywaiz. Thanks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 20 : Who is the most likely to respond?&lt;br /&gt;A 20 : Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 21 : Who is least likely to respond?&lt;br /&gt;A 21 : Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 22 : Living arrangements?&lt;br /&gt;A 22 : lolwut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 23 : When was the last time you cried? .&lt;br /&gt;A 23 : "WHEN YOU ATE MY RABBIT"&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SHE SED. 8D&lt;br /&gt;O wait i don't have a rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 24 : What is on the floor of your closet?&lt;br /&gt;A 24 : Dust Bunnies. They want yo dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 25 : Who is the friend you have had the longest that you are sending to?&lt;br /&gt;A 25 : AIN'T SENDIN' TUH NO ONE DARLIN'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 26 : What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;A 26 : HOMEWORK. D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 27 : What are you most afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;A 26 : Losing Loved Ones. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 28 : Plain, cheese, or spicy hamburgers?&lt;br /&gt;A 28 : ALL OF THE ABOVE.&lt;br /&gt;NOW HAND THEM OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 29 : Favorite dog breed?&lt;br /&gt;A 29 : CATS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 30 : Favorite day of the week?&lt;br /&gt;A 30 : SATURDAY NIGHT FEVARR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 31 : How many states have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;A 31 : ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 32 : Diamonds or pearls?&lt;br /&gt;A 32 : LOL CAPSLOCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q 33 : What is your favorite flower?   &lt;br /&gt;A 33 : UH ROSES? *first flower that comes to mind*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL OKAI, EMAIL MADE BLOG POST.&lt;br /&gt;This ruins my word of trying not to post for a month. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAIZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZANAAAA. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-798927831849501244?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/798927831849501244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=798927831849501244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/798927831849501244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/798927831849501244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2009/03/sposed-to-be-email-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-4861440922071225587</id><published>2009-03-15T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:49:45.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Friday, i got back my much hated report book and got the worst. marks. of. my. life. D8&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got an A for English, screwed up on Bio, Chem, Phy, Maths, MORE MATHS, Chinese (expected) and Literature because of Mr Radley and his unknown first name. (I hope you're rotting in hell Mr Radley; really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone told me that my blog was stuck on January 22nd; Day of the Physics Test.&lt;br /&gt;Well the day of the Second Physics test was screwed, and from today onwards, this blog will be stuck on March 15th; Day of me baking cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be having a Bonfire tonight, everyone is welcome to come and burn their report cards. C:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-4861440922071225587?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4861440922071225587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=4861440922071225587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/4861440922071225587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/4861440922071225587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-friday-i-got-back-my-much-hated.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6306468062765178924</id><published>2009-01-22T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:54:04.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>D.Gray-Man Soundtracks keep me going. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think i should like, put it in my blog or something. Then get everyone addicted. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah right, only freaks like me get addicted to &lt;i&gt;soundtracks&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, mugging for Physics right now. D:&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fit all the damn formulas into my head at one go.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish i was a robot.&lt;br /&gt;So i could just insert this memory card in my brain or something. It's so efficient.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, if i was a robot, why the heck would i have to go to school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunion's dinner brought forward to tomorrow, so my hopes of studying late night won't be there. Relatives and all will be here. *has big family*&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe i can study in one corner. Haha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY celebrations in school tomorrow. Aw heck, &lt;i&gt;damn &lt;/i&gt;i miss primary school soooooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i like my friends here, but i just don't want lessons &lt;i&gt;for a day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's not even one month since school reopened and i'm acting so immature)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Physics. Must. Remember. Formula.&lt;br /&gt;MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FORCE = MASS X ACCELERATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEIGHT = MASS X GRAVITY&lt;br /&gt;WORK DONE = FORCE X DISTANCE&lt;br /&gt;SPEED = DISTANCE/TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VELOCITY = (FUNNY TRIANGLE X S)/TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOO. SCREW YOU VELOCITY.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan reaaaaaaaaally "Cheem-ifies" &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah crap, i think that's all i can fit into my small excuse of a brain.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just go read fanfictions in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing how my Maths Test and Chem Test was screwed today.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot everything at the last minute. D:&lt;br /&gt;And i try to pay attention during Maths lesson, but everything running through the mind was like,&lt;br /&gt;"Maths Test-Screwed-Maths Test-Screwed-Maths Test-Screwed-"&lt;br /&gt;Then the whole lesson i didn't know what the hell Mr Chew was talking about. D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the teachers, all give so much work. D:&lt;br /&gt;It's like, it's their job to give us homework to make our lives miserable.&lt;br /&gt;OH I'M SORRY, it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; their job to give us homework.&lt;br /&gt;The homework is miserable, by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WHAT THE HELL AM I TALKING &lt;em&gt;ABOUT&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers, if you give us homework, don't wish us a Happy Chinese New Year and tell us to enjoy it, because it's pretty much ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE I SAID IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHHH. Time for some fanfiction!&lt;br /&gt;And maybe i can sleep before 2 today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*EDIT :&lt;/strong&gt; Omg, my dad's watching American Idol and the contestants- They crack me up. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6306468062765178924?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6306468062765178924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6306468062765178924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6306468062765178924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6306468062765178924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2009/01/d.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-2936675147171849557</id><published>2009-01-20T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:17:58.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OmgOmg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought Roller-Blading was so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i did it before, i even went down ramps, but these Roller Blades that i tried yesterday were damn flimsy and i couldn't balance on it.&lt;br /&gt;And i haven't roller-bladed in a looooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i fell two times backwards while attempting to skate yesterday. Two times on my left wrist and i sprained my hand.&lt;br /&gt;Hospital gave me MC today.&lt;br /&gt;I can't move my left hand now! Otherwise it'll hurt, but i guess that's what a sprain is like huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said it wasn't a fracture (thank god) but that i pulled a muscle. Who knew i had muscles. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the clinic yesterday with a limp left arm hurting like hell and got some painkillers and had to eat something, so i bought a cheeseburger with one hand and ate it with one hand too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the hospital queue wasn't that long so it took less than 2 hours, but i had to move from room to room. And i got my first X-Ray.&lt;br /&gt;Got some meds, got my hand bandaged and in a sling!&lt;br /&gt;Removed sling when i got home though, it was strangling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I got to miss Bio test today! (if there was one)&lt;br /&gt;Either i have to retake or something, so i guess i'll have to study now. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do everything with one hand now. It's like my right hand's getting a workout or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i cracked and fried an egg with one hand. For breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Daaaamn troublesome i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, when i get back to PE, i'm joining softball. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the doctor said that i have to remove bandage and ice my hand for 20 mins every hour. D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, i just hope my hand gets well soon. *Pats hand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OW.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-2936675147171849557?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2936675147171849557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=2936675147171849557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2936675147171849557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2936675147171849557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2009/01/omgomg.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-7065593351210747770</id><published>2009-01-15T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:08:24.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is &lt;em&gt;Incarnadine Butterfly's&lt;/em&gt; special Day. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And hers alone, i don't care about anyone else with their birthday on this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Mommeh&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even though it's late wishing, i hope you have a wonderful one. :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Maths is &lt;b&gt;fail&lt;/b&gt;." I paused. "A Maths is &lt;i&gt;epic&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;fail&lt;/b&gt;. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;See what happens when you want to write stories but don't have the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One-liners here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you homework. D:&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-7065593351210747770?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7065593351210747770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=7065593351210747770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7065593351210747770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7065593351210747770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-is-incarnadine-butterflys-special.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6956160096073977159</id><published>2009-01-12T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:20:02.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm tired tired tired so FUCKING &lt;em&gt;TIREDDDDDDD&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009's taken a toll on me really, i used to sleep at 2am everyday in 2008 and wake up at 5.30am but i didn't have a single problem, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do the same thing and the next day i'm like a zombie panda out to steal your bamboo or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GURHHGH. I think it's the homework. The teachers give too much homework. I swear. Eight subjects, homework homework homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths homework is the next day, Physics the day after, Chem the same as physics. Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up till 2am to write about "The saddest day of my life".&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't really have a saddest day, (maybe if you count my house running out of food sad)&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write something about Best Friends and killing them off in the story, but it became so cliché and i got a writer's block in between. = A =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw Zana's entry about her Granddad that passed away. (My condolences to you and your family Zana)&lt;br /&gt;And it really touched me, and i decided to write about &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; Grandfather and my good times with him.&lt;br /&gt;The story was a success and i really liked it. I don't care if you don't like it, it's my compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically though, i never met both my Grandfathers because they died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i stayed up late, also due to writing the Journal entries for Lit.&lt;br /&gt;And doing maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out of the 3 homework i slogged my life away on, 2 of which WERE NOT COLLECTED AFHEUGAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like ripping it to shreds now but i'd need it later, so i guess i'll make a photocopy and do that.&lt;br /&gt;BUT WAIT THAT WOULD KILL THE TREES.&lt;br /&gt;*tree-hugger mode*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay off to record my daily expenditures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY FUCK &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BOUGHT &lt;strong&gt;MAMEE&lt;/strong&gt; FROM THE MINIMART OPPOSITE SCHOOL AND GOT &lt;i&gt;CHEATED&lt;/i&gt; BECAUSE IT DOESN'T HAVE THE SEASONINGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if it's unhealthy. I like my food unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;Unhealthy food is delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;Healthy food is garbage. (unless for certain exceptions, like long beans. Mmm, long beans..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D8&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is outrageous, next time i'll just buy the Fun Pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*off to draw Si Min's birthday present*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6956160096073977159?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6956160096073977159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6956160096073977159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6956160096073977159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6956160096073977159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-tired-tired-tired-so-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6405477115363065922</id><published>2009-01-01T00:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:30:25.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:550%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:550%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:550%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to recover from this flu that i've been having for weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. ______ .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6405477115363065922?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6405477115363065922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6405477115363065922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6405477115363065922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6405477115363065922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009-d-i-hope-to-recover-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-1767425602041968276</id><published>2008-12-31T18:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:01:33.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, Omg, Holy Shit, HOLY SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is just 5 hours away and 2008 is no more. Hell, i really am gunna miss it.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;em&gt;whatev'&lt;/em&gt;. I had fun. Let's just hope 2009 is just as fun. Or &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe school's already starting this Friday, and i have yet to actually read my textbooks . I mean, this holiday is like the longest i've had, but at the same time, it really felt like the shortest. Okay, i'm not making any sense here, but i'm sure some of you feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, to think about it, i can't imagine any of my &lt;i&gt;past&lt;/i&gt; male classmates in long pants. I mean, that's just too awkward. Okay, i'm just going to abandon that thought right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad told me to study hard next year and he says i can't play the computer just as often, and blah blah blah blah. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;Blah. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Man&lt;/i&gt;, i wish i had a laptop, so i could study and play at the same time. Well, usually because computers take some time to load, so generally, during that time, i'm able to do my work and stuff. But yeah, of course my parents won't allow that. I mean, being parents, of course they'd have to say something like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, it'd be a great distraction to your studies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, if they didn't &lt;i&gt;say&lt;/i&gt; that, they'd have struck lottery by now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleared my table already, makes me feel in the mood to study, but then again, if i get projects and loaded with homework, i'm gonna regret thinking like this. But something just makes me feel like really putting in effort this year. = A =&lt;br /&gt;Hm, must be the overdose on medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough about school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut that day. :D&lt;br /&gt;And it was at Elias Mall, where i use to get all my haircuts when i was a toddler.&lt;br /&gt;When sucky $10 hair salons ceased to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i went for a haircut. And the guy was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, you've got curly hair."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no shit sherlock, it's &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; hair. I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to sound so mean, but every- i mean EVERY- hairdresser i go to will greet me with that statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked if i've rebonded before, do i have friends that have rebonded, have i rebonded, have i thought of rebonding, have i rebonded before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, yes, no, no, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o _______ o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me the same question 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;But then he told me something about temporary rebonding and grabbed this hair iron on the counter or something, and he started clipping my hair with it. Then by the end of the haircut, i got straight hair, &lt;i&gt;for a day&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear my head felt lighter, like my hair lost its density or something, but oh well. All good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm too lazy to actually do rebonding and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;What people usually remember me by is usually my humor- and hair. = A =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like it's gonna rain at the start of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Dark clouds are starting to gather here.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how they're going to celebrate and party.&lt;br /&gt;I hope there's still fireworks though.&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks are win. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skip Beat! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Katekyo Hitman Reborn! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loveless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last one's reaaally because of you &lt;em&gt;Zana&lt;/em&gt;. I read the first chapter of Loveless. And it's nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i found this new show last night. Recommended by my &lt;i&gt;favourite&lt;/i&gt; Yullen author, &lt;i&gt;Kiri Coil&lt;/i&gt;. I don't know what you guys think about it, but it's a British TV Series about a sorceror Merlin and his relationship with Prince Authur (aka King Arthur). &lt;/p&gt;It's called Merlin. :D&lt;br /&gt;The actors aren't really some you'd know, they're British. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2a/Merlin_BBC_full_cast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2a/Merlin_BBC_full_cast.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just think that the show's pretty cool and you guys should check it out or something.&lt;br /&gt;I can't find episode 2 and 3 on Veoh though. Pity that they don't show it here on Star World or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i watched Twilight and it fucking sucked, I don't know why everyone said it 'rocked' or it was 'awesome' but the effects were nasty and half the movie just made me want to snore in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there was this group of &lt;i&gt;girls&lt;/i&gt; in the Cinema, that wouldn't stop giggling at every fucking scene. EVERY SCENE. Ruined the movie even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson aren't bad Actors/Actresses, hey i didn't say that, but the movie really didn't entertain me. The only part that was interesting was the baseball scene, but through the scene, i was pretty sure it was the background music by Muse that kept my eyes on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSHAW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just saw i'm glad the tickets i used for the twilight movie was free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O FUCK, WHY DOES ALL THE NICE MOVIES COME OUT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many i want to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bedtime Stories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ip Man&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PONYOOOOOOO. &lt;333333&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ponyo is just fucking cute, the soundtrack ad is still stuck in my head, and the voice actress for Ponyo is like 9 years old. Go search it on Youtube man. She's cute, Ponyo's cute.&lt;br /&gt;It's a film by Hayao Miyazaki, a definite must-watch! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'll just stop ranting, it's getting boring to type now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPER LONG Last post for 2008&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*claimed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-1767425602041968276?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1767425602041968276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=1767425602041968276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1767425602041968276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1767425602041968276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-omg-holy-shit-holy-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6194466259403577863</id><published>2008-12-07T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:53:42.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw this on teh internetz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam Sandler's 'Top 10 Things That Piss Me Off'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People who point at their wrist while asking for the time. I know where my watch is buddy, where the fuck is yours? Do I point at my crotch when I ask where the bathroom is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Pillsbury doughboy is way too happy considering he has no dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. People who are willing to get off their ass to search the entire room for the TV remote because they refuse to walk to the TV and change the channel manually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too." Fuck off. What good is a goddamn cake you can't eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When people say "It's always in the last place you look". Of course it is. Why the fuck would you keep looking after you've found it? Do people do this? Who and where are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When people say, while watching a movie "Did you see that?" No dicknose, I paid $7.50 to come to the theatre and stare at frikken ceiling up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The radio ad "Hi, I'm Jeff Healey from the Jeff Healey Band. Don't drink and drive. I don't". Well, I hope you don't drive sober either Mr. Healey. You're blind for God's sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. People who ask "Can I ask you a question?" Didn't really give me a choice, did ya there buddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When something is "new and improved", which is it? If it's new, then there has never been anything before it. If it's an improvement, then there must have been something before it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When a cop pulls you over and then asks if you know how fast you were going? You should know asshole you fucking pulled me over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, doggy's coming to stay with me next week. DAMN FUCK NO. *crai*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already had a bad experience once and i don't want it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's coming this Tuesday and staying for 13 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;NOES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the rest of my holidays are hell and the doogy puking on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;I will proceed with rotting now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRSBSN plz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6194466259403577863?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6194466259403577863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6194466259403577863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6194466259403577863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6194466259403577863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/12/saw-this-on-teh-internetz.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-153314919835465771</id><published>2008-11-27T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:15:20.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I received a phone call just now. It was from Yamaha Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;It was from the counter staff there. Well, one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Staff Member : "Hello? Is this Samantha?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;Staff Member : "I'm calling from Yamaha Tampines."&lt;br /&gt;Me : 'Thinking, oh shit they better not call me back to guitar class'&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Uh, yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;Staff Member : "You attended a holiday guitar class last year during December right? We have a certificate for you to collect, when do you want to come to get it?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Huh? But i already collected one last year."&lt;br /&gt;Staff Member : "Oh. Really? Oh then, i'll throw this away okay?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "No, put it in the shredder, it's more fun."&lt;br /&gt;Staff Member : "Uh, okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i said that for fun.&lt;br /&gt;Now that i think of it, i think i misplaced that Certificate. Oh well. &gt;_&gt;ll&lt;br /&gt;Continuing my guitar lessons ain't fun if i can't make friends.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, last year's classes went all like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Student #1 : Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Student #2 : Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Student #1 : So, what's up?&lt;br /&gt;Student #2 : Nothing much.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we'd begin class.&lt;br /&gt;And after class everyone would just go their seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE WAS THE SAME AGE AS ME. I WAS THE ONLY 13 YEAR OLD. D8&lt;br /&gt;And they were in all the institutions and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But there was this 12 year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;But he was 12. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i basically can't play a full song for nuts, i'd get damn nervous and i'll play the first and second verse and then when it came to Choruses we had to switch chords and i'm all like Frantic and then forget the position of the Chords. = A =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe next time when i feel like continuing, i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'M SOOOOOOOO BLOODY BORED RIGHT NOWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm joining random groups on Facebook. Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YES, BRING BACK THE GARLIC CHILLI MACDONALD'S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have no idea how pathetic and atrocious their current chilli tastes like.&lt;br /&gt;IT DOES NOT GO WITH THE FRIES OR ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;BRING BACK TEH FUCKING GARLIC CHILLI PLZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies of Boredom*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-153314919835465771?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/153314919835465771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=153314919835465771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/153314919835465771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/153314919835465771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-received-phone-call-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-9201744438005651585</id><published>2008-11-26T15:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:49:03.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i went to the Theme Park with Kim (Baka). Urgh, man it was almost boring, all the rides were limited and so many were closed down, it felt so pathetic. Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not all boring, at least the haunted house changed. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta admit, it was pretty scary with all the graphic art which was pretty gruesome, and they had real people reaching out to grab you.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which. Kim was standing on my left and when this figure with a mask reached out to grab her, she shifted to my right side, so i turned around and saw that figure and grabbed that hand and twisted it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the hand felt really damn real and then the figure actually froze for a moment, then i realised the figure was a &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; person. Then i was like "O shit. Sorry. D:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO, then we walked forward a little and the group in front of us, about 5 boys and 1 girl came to a dead end and they started screaming, until i told them to go to the right, then we got into this place with two jail cells, which made the path to walk, pretty damn narrow, and Kim walked into one of the cells with the zombies. LOL. Cuz she had her hair covering half her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of the boys of the group were like "WAIT, WHO'S BEHIND US?" Then they pretty much got freaked out by Kim, cuz she looked like a ghost. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of the boys offered to let us go first, so we were like stuck in the middle. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came up to this sign "Mortuary"&lt;br /&gt;Me = "SHIT, WE HAVE TO WALK THROUGH DEAD BODIES?"&lt;br /&gt;Others = "SHIT WHAT?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk in and there's this body lying on an operating table uncovered, and the mid section was all cut up, and there was a hand lying across it's body. Which was kind of weird cuz both hands were intact. Maybe the doctor lost the hand LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i pretty much said "Oh maybe it's gonna jump up and scare us!"&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i just had to say that, it was always like that in horror movies. Then Kim told me to stop scaring them. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the body didn't jump up. So. :&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked through this cemetery and i realised i stepped on one of the skeletons. LOL. I hope it didn't break. Well, they won't know who did it anyway. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and towards the end, the boys in the group started fake-screaming, and i started trying to cackle, which sounded like my real life laughter, so we made alot of noise and it pretty much got &lt;i&gt;less&lt;/i&gt; scary, haha, um, and overall it was pretty much fun i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually at the entrance, the woman was like asking me and Kim if we were with that group, but we weren't. But it was only the two of us, so she let us in. I mean, we were lucky, cuz if we didn't go in, we were probably gonna be the first two of the next group. Which would lead me to actually hitting more figures/real peepul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to whoever's arm i twisted yesterday. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, we sat the flipper 2 times, we sat the kite flyer 1 time. Which was suprising cuz usually i would ride it 3 times. But the head rest was SMELLY. D:&lt;br /&gt;Smelt like sweat and people from the Wet 'n' Wild trying to dry off. Ewwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we sat on the Choo Choo Train with this bunch of kids. LOL. They were staring at us weirdly. We stared back. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we sat on the Red Baron, this little Aeroplane thing, which was also meant for little kids. But there was this other teenager so it wasn't so bad. xD&lt;br /&gt;We didn't sit the Ferris Wheel, it looked so old like it was going to break. And the inverter was closed down (as always).&lt;br /&gt;The rainbow was closed down for upgrading. D'aw, i really wanted to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, we didn't try the Wet 'n' Wild cuz we didn't have extra shirts and really didn't want to get wet. We wanted to go-cart, two people, but i wasn't 18 yet, so i couldn't. Dx&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Kim didn't want to drive. And it would be boring to do it alone. Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i didn't try it. But it's okay! I'm sure the Luge at Sentosa would be somewhat like that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and we sat on the Viking 6 times. We wanted to hit 10 times, but we got headaches. xD&lt;br /&gt;And up till the highest point the viking went, i was the only one in all 6 rides to raise my hands on the way down. Cuz at the highest point, you would almost fly out of your seat, and i saw kim actually try to &lt;b&gt;stay&lt;/b&gt; in her seat, so i guess she was almost gonna fly out. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She scared some people too, when she unleashed her &lt;strong&gt;MUTHA-FACKING SCREAMING POWARZZZ. &lt;/strong&gt;And all of the people in front of us covered their ears. xDD It was priceless, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Last Night&lt;/s&gt; This Morning, i tried to go to sleep but all i could think about was the viking ride, and it was rocking back and forth, and i got another headache. Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much it, Oh, and i thought i had sunburn yesterday, cuz my face was all red and blotchy and it was a bit painful on the left side on my face. And my dad told me : "You're going to peel tomorrow! And hurt! A LOT! *happy face*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me = "NOES"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today when i woke up, there was no peeling, no pain, NO BLOTCHY-NESS WOOOOOO!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i have ran out of things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day. &lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-9201744438005651585?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/9201744438005651585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=9201744438005651585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/9201744438005651585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/9201744438005651585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/rolls-yesterday-i-went-to-theme-park.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-2102309880787009516</id><published>2008-11-24T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:23:55.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dammit, one thing i hate about the holidays, is that i'm always hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a little midnight snack for myself while i'm on my Avatar : The Last Airbender marathon. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SSmDNGL1bFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/H359g-NBUBE/s1600-h/241120082951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271889099835665490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SSmDNGL1bFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/H359g-NBUBE/s200/241120082951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look good cuz my camera sucks, but it sure as hell &lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;taste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt; good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the class outing food will look like that. On cracker or sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-2102309880787009516?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2102309880787009516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=2102309880787009516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2102309880787009516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2102309880787009516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/dammit-one-thing-i-hate-about-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SSmDNGL1bFI/AAAAAAAAAI4/H359g-NBUBE/s72-c/241120082951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-3142030630044080800</id><published>2008-11-20T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:26:05.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what?&lt;br /&gt;I never knew i was so good at cooking noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, they were instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Well, there goes my moment of glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, that day after going to KK, i went to watch Madagascar 2 with Zana.&lt;br /&gt;It was my second time watching and i killed $6.50 on it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom said she was working late and i could wait for her at whitesands if i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;So i bought KH : Chain of Memories #1, and KH I : #4.&lt;br /&gt;HurHur. Something to cancel off my wishlist again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then my dad happened to pick my mom and finally picked me up on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way home, my mom made a bet with me.&lt;br /&gt;She said that if we reach home, the first thing my grandma would say if she saw my mom was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH, YOU'RE BACK ALREADY?! SAM ISN'T BACK YET. FROM DAY TILL EVENING SHE'S BEEN OUT. SHE WENT TO WATCH MOVIE. SHE ISN'T BACK YET. SHE ISN'T BACK YET.&lt;br /&gt;SHE ISN'T BACK YETTT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't want to bet because that was obviously what my grandma would say.&lt;br /&gt;So it was pretty much a lost bet before it even begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;So i reached home and hid behind a giant pillow i stacked on the table and switched on the computer and hid. Because my grandma was still bathing.&lt;br /&gt;And my dad came in and he was like, "Whu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mom told him our plan.&lt;br /&gt;When my grandma came out, she practically said that same phrase above only with some re-structuring and it was in hainanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was dinnertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny Conversations start here. Well, Kind of.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dad : Hey, Toto having 3 million dollar prize. Sam, must help me draw&lt;br /&gt;number ah.&lt;br /&gt;Me : *eating* Why?&lt;br /&gt;Dad : 3 MILLION! Don't you want it? Then we can go on a long holiday,&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you want! To England to visit your uncle! :D&lt;br /&gt;Me : Maybe if you bring me on a holiday first, you'll strike Toto the first thing we're back.&lt;br /&gt;Dad : D: ! Don't say things like that!&lt;br /&gt;Mom : Yeah, if only you strike. Buy so many times also never strike.&lt;br /&gt;Dad : D: D: !!&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *sighs* If only there was a miracle. *walks to kitchen to scoop rice*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *stops eating and looks at her* WOW, FOR THE FIRST TIME SHE DIDN'T ASK ME TO SCOOP RICE FOR HER. Daddy, i'm helping you draw those toto numbers. Now we may have a chance of winning.&lt;br /&gt;Mom : I heard that!&lt;br /&gt;Me : *whispering to dad* I bet when she comes back, she'll say 'i always scoop my own rice what'&lt;br /&gt;Dad : *chuckling*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *walks out of kitchen with hands on hips* I always scoop my own rice what.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dad : *bursts out laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, and my poor grandma didn't know what was going on. :3&lt;br /&gt;Lol, half the conversation was bull.&lt;br /&gt;Ah heck, 3/4 of this post i typed was bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my neighbour made some chocolate mousse cake and actually gave &lt;i&gt;half&lt;/i&gt; of it to us.&lt;br /&gt;Ah man she's generous. I should make some pizza for her some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but the thing about her cake.&lt;br /&gt;You can't leave it out in the open otherwise it'll end up like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SSRJ5QkY9rI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VjTEdIgo0gc/s1600-h/191120082922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270418711979292338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SSRJ5QkY9rI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VjTEdIgo0gc/s200/191120082922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. but it was pretty much delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw i'm onto my chibi samples. xD&lt;br /&gt;I just need to color it, and i need to work on that couple commission. D:&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pictures on my LJ sometime i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-3142030630044080800?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3142030630044080800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=3142030630044080800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3142030630044080800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3142030630044080800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-know-what-i-never-knew-i-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SSRJ5QkY9rI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VjTEdIgo0gc/s72-c/191120082922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-3703880731655396031</id><published>2008-11-19T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:51:01.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Visited Yu Xiang yesterday at KK with Faz, Eileen, Dawn and Zana.&lt;br /&gt;He had this wicked hairdo and stuff, and he was recovering well, so yeah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Snap.&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;fucking&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;hungry&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell does my house always run out of food?&lt;br /&gt;Okay scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;Why does the food in my house always &lt;i&gt;mysteriously&lt;/i&gt; disappear when i'm hungry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make noodles.&lt;br /&gt;And they better not taste like plastic otherwise i'll resort to eating furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Conversations will prolly be back after my stomach is satisfied. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT : Changed my BlogSongs to late 90's and early 2000's  songs.&lt;br /&gt;I think they bring back good memories.&lt;br /&gt;Especially some familiar ones.&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember myself dancing with my brother, and we screaming for each other when some song would come on MTV.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Good times.&lt;br /&gt;When there was &lt;b&gt;food&lt;/b&gt;, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, back to cooking noodles.&lt;br /&gt;*dissipates*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-3703880731655396031?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3703880731655396031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=3703880731655396031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3703880731655396031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3703880731655396031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/visited-yu-xiang-yesterday-at-kk-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-2481502223363361410</id><published>2008-11-14T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:24:15.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i'm just gonna make a short post or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard about the bad news about Yu Xiang, which is kind of unexpected because he was the type that would joke around and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i hope that he'll get well soon and i pray that God'll get him through this.&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; he'll get through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, anyone from 2/8, post suggestions on the class blog tagboard if you want to visit him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao. :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-2481502223363361410?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2481502223363361410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=2481502223363361410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2481502223363361410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2481502223363361410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-im-just-gonna-make-short-post-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-437519425132578487</id><published>2008-11-13T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:03:54.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay i came back from the Coral OpenHouse at 11am, dad fetched me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got Chee Kueh. :3&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn tired, there was this whole batch of students and stuff.. and some of them were immature and made me want to punch them. = A =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of them cheated with the games and stuff. Makes me pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Waking up in the morning at 6am with no breakfast makes me even more pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Makes something clear : I fucking &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; brats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, today i created LJ (created a few months back actually)&lt;br /&gt;And today i posted a new post. Well like finally, after so long.&lt;br /&gt;So mainly i'm going to post some snippets of my fanfics there and some pictures of drawings and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uhm.. yeah, you can visit it here. Or under my links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://michellehail.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My LJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Cheryl tagged me to do a quiz. xD&lt;br /&gt;And i'm free, so umm.. here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q; The person that tagged/passed me this is?&lt;br /&gt;A; Cheryl Cheng. :3&lt;br /&gt;Q; The relationship between him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;A; Friends :3&lt;br /&gt;Q; Your five expression of her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;A; 1. Cute, Entertaining, Likes to go out. xD, Umm... Has Fashion sense. (whereas i don't) haha! anddd A GREAT FRIEND! :D&lt;br /&gt;Q; The most memorable he/she have done for you is?&lt;br /&gt;A; She lent me her 'hardworking' pen. (not sure if she remembers) xD&lt;br /&gt;Q; The most memorable he/she have said to you is?&lt;br /&gt;A; "Here, i'll let you use my 'hardworking' pen for today! :D"&lt;br /&gt;(The hardworking pen's like..um.. Makes me wanna do work and write more stuff! Umm.. yeah haha)&lt;br /&gt;Q; If he/she become your lover you will?&lt;br /&gt;A; NO I AM STRAIGHT. MY SEXUAL ORIENTATION IS STRAIGHTER THAN A POLE.&lt;br /&gt;Q; If he/she become your lover, thing she/he need to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;A; STRAIGGGGHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTT~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Q; If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;A; PATCH UP. Dx &amp;amp; Apologize. :3&lt;br /&gt;Q; If he/she becomes your enemy , the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;A; I did something wrong or there was some sort of misunderstanding. Dx&lt;br /&gt;Q; The most desired thing you wanna do for him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;A; Meet up again! :D&lt;br /&gt;Q; Your overall impression on him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;A; Likes to laugh alot. And when she laughs, it literally comes out 'Hahaha' and you can hear the pronounciation. Good Job Cheryl! :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Q; How do you think the people around you feel for you?&lt;br /&gt;A; They think i'm retarded because they don't have a sense of humor. Okay, KIDDING. Not like i wanna know. xD&lt;br /&gt;Q.;The characters that i love about myself are?&lt;br /&gt;A; I have a good sense of humor and YOU KNOW IT! &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Q; On the contrary, what about the characters i hate about myself?&lt;br /&gt;A; I'm complain alot.. Dx umm.. i think i got it from my mom. *pushes blame*&lt;br /&gt;Q; The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;A; IDEAL?! I AM &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;IDEAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;Q; For people that love, care &amp;amp; concern for you, you want to say anything to them?&lt;br /&gt;A; Give me pie. :3&lt;br /&gt;Pass this quiz to 10 person that you want to know they think of you, they are?&lt;br /&gt;A; 1. Kimberly (Baka)&lt;br /&gt;2. Syazana&lt;br /&gt;3. Esther&lt;br /&gt;4. Fazliana&lt;br /&gt;5. Anita&lt;br /&gt;6. Cherie&lt;br /&gt;7. Olivia&lt;br /&gt;8. Tricia&lt;br /&gt;9. Lynn&lt;br /&gt;10. Charmine&lt;br /&gt;Q; Who is no.6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;A; She's single, last time i checked. OR IS SHE? DUNDUNDUNNN.&lt;br /&gt;Q; No.9 is a male/female?&lt;br /&gt;A; Female~&lt;br /&gt;Q; If No.7 &amp;amp; No.10 is together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;A; As in.. that.. OH LORD NO. D8&lt;br /&gt;Q; What is No.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;A; As In next year? POA i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Q; When is the last time you speak to No.3?&lt;br /&gt;A; 11/11 when we got our results. xD&lt;br /&gt;Q; What kind of music band No.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;A; JONAS BROTHERS LOL. It's hard to miss. xD&lt;br /&gt;Q; Does No.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;A; Yeah. xD&lt;br /&gt;Q; Will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;A; No, she'll fucking kill me. And i'm straight. STRAIGHTTT~&lt;br /&gt;Q. How about No. 7?&lt;br /&gt;A; FUCKING STRAIGHT GODDAMIT.&lt;br /&gt;Q; Is No.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;A; Yep.&lt;br /&gt;Q; What is the surname of No.5?&lt;br /&gt;A; Ng. Anita NG. WOO~ *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;Q; What is the hobby of No.10?&lt;br /&gt;A; xD I honestly don't know. Last time we were in primary school she played maple i think, Dx (well everyone did but ..um.. *guilty*) LOL. *doesn't know any hobbies of her friends*&lt;br /&gt;Q; Does No.5 &amp;amp; No. 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;A; They don't know each other. xD&lt;br /&gt;Q; Where is No. 2 studying @?&lt;br /&gt;A; Coral Secondary aka MAH SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;Q; Say something casually about No.1?&lt;br /&gt;A; She's a lazy baka.&lt;br /&gt;Q; Have you tried developing feelings for No. 6?&lt;br /&gt;A; FUCK YOU I'M FUCKING STRAIGHT FAIGHAEIGBHAIGHA&lt;br /&gt;Q; Where does No.9 lives @?&lt;br /&gt;A; Pasir Ris.&lt;br /&gt;Q; What colour does No.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;A; Playing the guitar and taking pictures with her camera i think. xD&lt;br /&gt;Q; Are No.5 &amp;amp; No.1 good friends?&lt;br /&gt;A; I guess...Classmates. xD&lt;br /&gt;Q; Is No.7 the &lt;s&gt;sexiest&lt;/s&gt;prettiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;A; yeah she's pretty. xD *i can't comment on sexy, that so... inappropriate. Dx*&lt;br /&gt;Q; What is No.6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;A; Hold on, let me use my psychic powers to find out. HELL IF I KNOW! D8&lt;br /&gt;But i can picture her cackling evilly in front of her computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to tell the people who got tagged to do the quiz, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Depends if you read my blog. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And umm.. if there's bad grammar in the questions, it's not my fault.. i copied and i pasted.&lt;br /&gt;And i got sick and tired of correcting it cuz there was so much... so umm... yeah. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-437519425132578487?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/437519425132578487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=437519425132578487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/437519425132578487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/437519425132578487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-i-came-back-from-coral-openhouse.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-201432174627393873</id><published>2008-11-12T17:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:05:40.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Hello.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY. I woke up at 7.30am on a fucking morning in the fucking term break. I went to school to help out prepare for the open house which is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met them at around 9.08am and we sat and the canteen and drank milo. Then i got some bread which wasn't filling at all.&lt;br /&gt;Then the teacher taught us to play some chinese character game that we have to introduce to the little primary school kids who are coming tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;The instruction sheet was this shitload of words that none of us wanted to read.&lt;br /&gt;So we made up our own rules. &lt;: &lt;br /&gt;It's like Chinese Scrabble. So yeah. But i have to explain the game to the kids in Chinese. Tomorrow. God i think i'm going to die. &lt;br /&gt;I hope one brat goes all; &lt;br /&gt;"Can't you speak English?" &lt;br /&gt;Fuck, i bet i'll buy the brat some &lt;s&gt;cheap&lt;/s&gt; ice-cream after that for saving my fucking life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, we got to the 4/6 classroom and we started sticking/pinning things up the walls and noticeboards, then we had to teach another group of kids (two girls and two boys) how to play the chinese scrabble/mahjong/whatev' game and yeah, we played a round and i was pretty much left with two tiles at the end that wouldn't go with anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guys left. We stuck up more stuff, and then the girls left.&lt;br /&gt;I drew a scene of a class during Chinese Lesson as requested by the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Then a few more sheets of paper to draw some stuff about Coral Super Star and Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;Then Rachel had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;And i was alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two teachers and i then started pinning up stuff for the open house the next day until 4.40pm.&lt;br /&gt;And then we left i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i reached my bus stop and i forgot i wanted to go to whitesands to get myself some fucking food because i didn't eat for the whole damn day. (sandwiches are not counted)&lt;br /&gt;Then i was already in the bus when i remembered that thought.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Well," I thought. "There's prolly food waiting for me at home anyway."&lt;br /&gt;Then i reach home and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;No food.&lt;br /&gt;AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Only some Granola Bars.&lt;br /&gt;Which i fucking hate because they stick to your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fan-fucking-tastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least i got my mom to get me dinner. And it's like. Here.&lt;br /&gt;So i'll just type the conversation which i think is funny after my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-201432174627393873?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/201432174627393873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=201432174627393873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/201432174627393873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/201432174627393873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6714285801349550317</id><published>2008-11-11T15:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:39:09.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SRk2s36RJxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6PgQhFoc4I4/s1600-h/111120082904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267301383736993554" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SRk2s36RJxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6PgQhFoc4I4/s200/111120082904.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SRk1tKCfI8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/LNhnTxXrR5A/s1600-h/111120082904.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ING YEAHHH I GOT A FUCKING TABLETTT. &gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can like, die happy now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EAT CHEESE BITCHES. &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's something major to cancel off my wishlist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I GOT D.GRAY-MAN BOOK 11 YESTERDAY. Which is fucking funny. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KATO. (no one gets this joke unless they read the book)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Bugis with Esther yesterday when Kim and Zana couldn't make it to whitesands. And then we went to central library and messed around with the escalators cuz they start moving to some sensor thing. Which was really cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay back to business. &gt;:U&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I GOT INTO 3/8. TRIPLE SCIENCE WHYYYYY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate physics. I'm prolly gonna fail next year again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GREAT JOB SCHOOL. OUT TO RUIN MY FUCKING LIFE. &gt;:U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; There's so many smart people in the class i think i'm starting to get an inferiority complex. GAH. This means i have to actually &lt;strong&gt;study&lt;/strong&gt; next year to score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHIT AFEHGIHAHEG I AM TOO LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now i'm starting to have my doubts about Lit cuz it seems to be deproving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why couldn't they have offered us Geography. = A =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*whacks school*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah and i'm away from everyone next year. Esther and Kim are finally together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zana and I are alone. ; _ ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gah and i'm gonna die with A Maths and the pure sciences. This is pure hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great i'm complaining so much i ran out of points to rant about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, whatev'. If the classes are gonna be a bitch, so there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, i was at Bugis with Esther yesterday and we found our way to the Central Library after getting lost like, a dozen times and not wanting to ask for Directions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even trusted a stray cat for God's sake. *Esther's Idea*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when we got back to Bugis, i saw some High School Musical Ad on the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, but that didn't catch my attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something on the poster did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SRlDjOnLF4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/p4SsW9nzj10/s1600-h/101120082902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267315511683389314" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SRlDjOnLF4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/p4SsW9nzj10/s200/101120082902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That Moth's a big fan of Ashley Tisdale huh. LOL. &gt; _ &gt;ll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was meant to post something funny that happened yesterday, but now i can't remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&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/1152683462243224694-6714285801349550317?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6714285801349550317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6714285801349550317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6714285801349550317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6714285801349550317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/11/fuck-fuck-8d-i-can-like-die-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SRk2s36RJxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/6PgQhFoc4I4/s72-c/111120082904.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-6913577704372010264</id><published>2008-10-30T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:26:04.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Stolen from Kim &lt;strong&gt;(BAKA!).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How much should you weigh?Just put an x in the boxes thats fits you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junk-&lt;br /&gt;[x] chips&lt;br /&gt;[x] fast food&lt;br /&gt;[x] soda&lt;br /&gt;[x] candy&lt;br /&gt;[x] popcorn with butter&lt;br /&gt;[x] pretzels&lt;br /&gt;[x] peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ranch (whut)&lt;br /&gt;[x]chicken wings&lt;br /&gt;[x] pizza&lt;br /&gt;[x] burgers&lt;br /&gt;[x] hot dogs&lt;br /&gt;[x] grilled cheese&lt;br /&gt;So Far: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetables-&lt;br /&gt;[x] broccoli&lt;br /&gt;[x] carrots&lt;br /&gt;[x] cauliflower&lt;br /&gt;[ ] green beans&lt;br /&gt;[x] beans&lt;br /&gt;[x] onions&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pickles&lt;br /&gt;[x] cucumber&lt;br /&gt;[ ] zucchini&lt;br /&gt;[ ] celery&lt;br /&gt;[ ] capcicum&lt;br /&gt;[ ] peas (..EW)&lt;br /&gt;[x] potatoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] beets&lt;br /&gt;[ ] brussel sprouts (warning : causes consumer to release lots of methane)&lt;br /&gt;[x] spinach&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lima beans&lt;br /&gt;[x] lettuce&lt;br /&gt;[x] corn&lt;br /&gt;So Far: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit-&lt;br /&gt;[x] oranges&lt;br /&gt;[x] strawberries&lt;br /&gt;[x] apples&lt;br /&gt;[x] bananas&lt;br /&gt;[x] pineapple&lt;br /&gt;[x] pears&lt;br /&gt;[x] peaches&lt;br /&gt;[x] grapes&lt;br /&gt;[x] plums&lt;br /&gt;[x] grapefruit&lt;br /&gt;[ ] clementines&lt;br /&gt;[x] tangerines&lt;br /&gt;[x] raspberries&lt;br /&gt;[ ] blueberries&lt;br /&gt;[ ] limes&lt;br /&gt;[x] lemons&lt;br /&gt;[x] mangoes&lt;br /&gt;[x] cherries&lt;br /&gt;[x] watermelon&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cantalope&lt;br /&gt;[] honeydew&lt;br /&gt;So Far: 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat-&lt;br /&gt;[x] ham&lt;br /&gt;[x] chicken&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lamb&lt;br /&gt;[x] pork&lt;br /&gt;[x] steak&lt;br /&gt;[x] turkey&lt;br /&gt;[x] bologna&lt;br /&gt;[x] Fish&lt;br /&gt;[x] deer&lt;br /&gt;[x] bird (...duck?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] salami&lt;br /&gt;[x] pepperoni&lt;br /&gt;[ ] alligator&lt;br /&gt;So Far: 47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dairy-&lt;br /&gt;[x] milk&lt;br /&gt;[ ] skim milk&lt;br /&gt;[x] cheese&lt;br /&gt;[x] yogurt&lt;br /&gt;[x] butter&lt;br /&gt;So Far: 51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desserts-&lt;br /&gt;[x] brownies&lt;br /&gt;[x] ice cream&lt;br /&gt;[x] chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[x] sherbert&lt;br /&gt;[x] cake&lt;br /&gt;[x] cup cakes&lt;br /&gt;[x] cookies&lt;br /&gt;[x] toffee&lt;br /&gt;[x] caramel&lt;br /&gt;[x] mousse&lt;br /&gt;[x] whipped cream&lt;br /&gt;[x] chocolate covered strawberries&lt;br /&gt;[x] pie&lt;br /&gt;[x] creme puffs&lt;br /&gt;[x] jello&lt;br /&gt;[x] chocolate covered pretzels&lt;br /&gt;So Far: 67&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheat-&lt;br /&gt;[x] bread&lt;br /&gt;[x] pasta&lt;br /&gt;[x] cereal&lt;br /&gt;[x] bagels&lt;br /&gt;[x] doughnuts&lt;br /&gt;[x] crackers&lt;br /&gt;So Far: 73&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 73&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up the number of x’s and multiply by 2 to get the weight that you should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x2= &lt;strong&gt;146 kg&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What can i say? I'm a big eater. :3 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well i guess my current weight isn't so bad. &gt;_&gt;ll&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6913577704372010264?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6913577704372010264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6913577704372010264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6913577704372010264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6913577704372010264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-much-should-you-weighjust-put-x-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-1659297487793453098</id><published>2008-10-26T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:08:18.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so lazy to update now that it's the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dude, i'm falling sick and i feel pretty damn tired with whatever i do. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i'm so gonna miss two-eight. I dunno why, maybe the fun times and stuff, but i don't wanna leave 2008. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i want sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty okay with my results and all but i didn't get 80 over for Lit. Damn Literature test that pulled me down. *kicks*&lt;br /&gt;OH AND I PASSED MY CHINESE. That's like, something worth celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i missed a b3 for maths by one mark.&lt;br /&gt;And a2 for science by one mark.&lt;br /&gt;An a1 for Art by one mark,&lt;br /&gt;and- OH SCREW YOU D&amp;amp;T. Hard to score. *mumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm kinda happy with my position. &lt;: Hopefully i won't mope around anymore, i'll just study harder for next year and kick ass. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW the streaming shit is confusing. &gt;_&gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i'm just lazy, but what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post funny quotes when i'm in the mood later. So stick around!&lt;br /&gt;*Crickets chirping*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah okay nevermind. *stares at empty audience stand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.GRAY-MAN TONIGHT AT 1900HRS ON OKTO.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA MUST WATCH. *spazz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*EDIT :&lt;/strong&gt; I BOUGHT D.GRAY-MAN POKER CARDS. &gt;8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ho, shit they're pretty damn cute and nice to have. I bought them with Zana. 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NOT ONLY MY FAMILY IS AMUSING.&lt;br /&gt;MAH FRIENDS ARE AMUSING TOO.&lt;br /&gt;HALF THE TIME WE DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY IT'S FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S JUST RANDOM! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we act like crazy idiots from far, but if you don't get the joke or anything; too bad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conversation with Esther, Zana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zana : Why is it so hottttt. Why is the weather so hottttttt..&lt;br /&gt;Me : It's Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Zana : I wanna migrate when i grow up..&lt;br /&gt;Me and Esther : *eating*&lt;br /&gt;Zana : ARUGHH THIS HOT WEATHER IS MAKING ME THIRSTY. *is fasting*&lt;br /&gt;Me : Damn that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Zana : EVERYDAY'S A HOTHOT(special) DAY, TODAY TMR YESTERDAY. EVERYDAY'S A HOTHOT DAY TO US. (some high-five song)&lt;br /&gt;Me and Esther : *STARE*&lt;br /&gt;Zana : I'M LIKE A POLAR BEAR, I NEED THE COLD CLIMATE. THE WEATHER IS SO HOT. I'M MELTINGG.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Esther : Yeah we saw heat waves.&lt;br /&gt;Zana : I'M LIKE A DEHYDRATING POLAR BEAR- OMFG IT'S Mr. Faizal! *stares after him*&lt;br /&gt;Me and Esther : *stare*&lt;br /&gt;Zana : Now where was i? OH YEAH. DEHYDRATING POLAR BEARS. I WAS A POLAR BEAR IN MY PAST LIFE. AND NOW I'M A FOURTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL REINCARNATED FROM A POLAR BEAR; AND I'M MELTING. BECAUSE OF THIS HOT WEATHERR.&lt;br /&gt;Me : You poor polar bear descendant. thing.&lt;br /&gt;Zana : I WANT TO GO TO THE ICE CAPS, IT'S BETTER THAN THIS WEATHER. ANYWAY. I GTG. MY BROTHER'S FETCHING ME.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Bye Polar Bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-END *with Zana walking off* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it was funnier in person.&lt;br /&gt;But only Zana was funny here. With her OMFGIT'SMRFAIZAL outburst suddenly cutting through her rant and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EY I GOT A CONVERSATION WIT MEIN MOM AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conversation With Mom : Report Slips &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mom : *sleeping*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *walks into room* Oy, wake up. *nudges*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : Ngruh? *groggily*&lt;br /&gt;Me : Sign my report slip.&lt;br /&gt;Mom : Can't you wait till your dad comes back. *half asleep*&lt;br /&gt;Me : No, he's coming back tomorrow. I NEED IT, by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *takes report slip*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *Hands her a giant pen* (It's really big)&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *takes pen* *stares at pen groggily* *looks at me* Am i dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yes. Now sign the slip.&lt;br /&gt;Mom : Why's this pen so huge? Am i awake?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Maybe if you pinch yourself, you'll know. *happy face*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : Nice try. Now, Where'd you get the pen?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Bookshop, for $2. *expecting some rant about wasting money now*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : ...&lt;br /&gt;Me : ... *fiddles with pen*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : THIS IS AWESOME. HELP ME GET ONE TOO. And help me switch on the water&lt;br /&gt;heater.&lt;br /&gt;Me : D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;HUEG PEN = WIN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SNPFlp8442I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aDqgWG-csYo/s1600-h/190920082749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247755241523831650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SNPFlp8442I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aDqgWG-csYo/s320/190920082749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SNPF-NCl9bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/yKtfizyi9sU/s1600-h/190920082750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247755663259858354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SNPF-NCl9bI/AAAAAAAAAEw/yKtfizyi9sU/s320/190920082750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"This is huge!" -My brother wrote it to test the pen. XD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-7550592028768346940?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7550592028768346940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=7550592028768346940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7550592028768346940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7550592028768346940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/09/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SNPFlp8442I/AAAAAAAAAEo/aDqgWG-csYo/s72-c/190920082749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-1114818565051185584</id><published>2008-09-14T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:05:41.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, i was on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad called home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation with Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Hey Sam, can you go to the storeroom and take out that huge container&lt;br /&gt;that fills up beverages?&lt;br /&gt;Me : You mean the one i brought to the party last year?&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Yeah. And rinse it and bring it down together with that ice box&lt;br /&gt;thing.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Now?&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Yeah, then bring it downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Okay. *puts phone down and goes to rinse stuff and brings it&lt;br /&gt;downstairs*&lt;br /&gt;-Downstairs-&lt;br /&gt;Me : *hands dad giant container and ice box*&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Thanks a lot. And for your hard work!&lt;br /&gt;*hands me a plastic bag*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *looks inside* What the hell is this.&lt;br /&gt;Dad : A peanut ball! *happy face* Enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;Me : ...okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, when i was having lunch, he called again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation with Dad II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dad : Hey Sam, can you go find a measuring tape and measure how tall the&lt;br /&gt;fridge is.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Okay. *measures and tells him*&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Okay. Now get that big red container from the storeroom, rinse it and&lt;br /&gt;fill it with water, then bring it downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Me : The one you always take to wash your car?&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Yeah. And bring it downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Me : I heard you the first time. *takes container, rinses, fills and brings&lt;br /&gt;downstairs*&lt;br /&gt;Dad : *takes container and puts in car* Thanks. Now take that tissue from&lt;br /&gt;the back of the car and bring it upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;Me : ...*stare* Okay. *takes tissue and goes upstairs with mom*&lt;br /&gt;-Upstairs-&lt;br /&gt;Me : *eating lunch*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *hands me a pack of woolly stuff*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *stares* What.&lt;br /&gt;Mom : Your dad told me to give it to you. "For your hard work," he&lt;br /&gt;said.&lt;br /&gt;Me : *stares at packet*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : It's cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;Me : *still staring*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : ...&lt;br /&gt;Me : Looks like some washing detergent cloth thing.&lt;br /&gt;Mom : That's what i thought at first.&lt;br /&gt;Me : Are you sure it's edible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating that woolly thing now. Tastes like mint. Or blueberry. I can't really figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a piccu of it. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SMzFRYvzyoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rK_GUIm_CsQ/s1600-h/140920082737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245784568471210626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SMzFRYvzyoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rK_GUIm_CsQ/s320/140920082737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really looks like washing detergent stuff doesn't it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-1114818565051185584?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1114818565051185584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=1114818565051185584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1114818565051185584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1114818565051185584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/09/yesterday-night-i-was-on-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SMzFRYvzyoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/rK_GUIm_CsQ/s72-c/140920082737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-2308186322934596022</id><published>2008-09-12T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:38:55.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol, i didn't go to school yesterday, so i missed my Physics Test.&lt;br /&gt;I heard that last question was a bitch. D:&lt;br /&gt;So good thing i'll have a few days to revise.&lt;br /&gt;I heard that you guys cheated. &gt;_&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*bleep*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what the hell keeps giving me stomachaches these days. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EY, MSN IS A FUCKING FAG. THE SERVICE IS SO OFTEN UNAVAILABLE.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHATEVER MESSAGE I SEND WILL NOT BE SENT.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE !%@&amp;amp;^#(!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*BLEEP*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one, Zana. Me and Kim have it too. D:&lt;br /&gt;I have succumbed to Yahoo. :D (too bad not everyone has it)&lt;br /&gt;Only me and baka are online thar. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i was really damn hungry. (Like always)&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i only had a cup of Nestum in the morn' so i was even hungrier than usual.&lt;br /&gt;But okay.&lt;br /&gt;When i was drinking nestum, i was having this conversation with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;She's really stereotypical, really. She thinks all kids are irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;Says the person who is herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conversation with Mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Me : *drinks Nestum and reads NewPaper*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *fiddles with her thumb* And we have two new colleagues today. Hopefully they don't run away when they see the bastard, Daniel. *pissed off look*&lt;br /&gt;Me : You really hate him huh. *non-committed to conversation topic*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : I can't stand him, people like him don't deserve to be in this world!&lt;br /&gt;Me : Uh huh. *drinks Nestum*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *fiddles with thumb again*&lt;br /&gt;Me : ...&lt;br /&gt;Mom : Daaaamnn i still can't bend my thumb. D:&lt;br /&gt;Me : Get Daddy to fix it for you or something. You probably pulled a vein.&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *mumbles something about broken thumbs and goes to feed hamster and fishes*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *drinking Nestum* *points to coffee table* Halp-meh-get-watch- *mouthful of Nestum*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Me : *Mouth still full of Nestum* Mmphh Ffthmt. *points to coffee table*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : [nag]&lt;nag&gt;WHERE'S YOUR WATCH? HOW WOULD I KNOW WHERE'S YOUR WATCH?! SEE I TOLD YOU TO KEEP A BOX TO PUT ALL OF YOUR STUFF, BUT YOU DON'T LISTEN, YOU KEEP THROWING YOUR STUFF EVERYWHERE, IT'S LYING EVERYWHERE. WHEN YOU DISPLACE YOUR THINGS THEN YOU'LL ASK. CAN'T YOU LEARN TO KEEP YOUR STUFF AND BE MORE RESPONSIBLE?&lt;/nag&gt; [/nag]&lt;br /&gt;Me : *nonchantly* *swallows Nestum* Sheesh, Dig your ears. I said help me get my watch. *points to watch lying on top of stack of books @ coffee table*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : ...Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I swear she prepares a speech for whenever she has to nag at me. Because she says the same thing over and over.&lt;br /&gt;And she says i'm longwinded. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the thing about the thumb, she can't bend it whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;I kept accidentally hitting her thumb while we on the bus. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help burst out laughing in the crowded bus.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone thought i lost it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-2308186322934596022?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2308186322934596022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=2308186322934596022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2308186322934596022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2308186322934596022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/09/lol-i-didnt-go-to-school-yesterday-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-596149679014863644</id><published>2008-09-09T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:48:21.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are Only Five Truths in Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You cannot touch all your teeth with your tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. All idiots, after reading #1, will try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You are now smiling like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You are thinking of sending this to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You STILL have that goofy smile on your face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn i feel stupid. LOL. Hope it made you guys smile :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-596149679014863644?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/596149679014863644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=596149679014863644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/596149679014863644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/596149679014863644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-are-only-five-truths-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6953502339632722943</id><published>2008-09-09T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:28:56.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Caution : Huge Angry First-Time Rant ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GWRHUGHWERHOAEW%RHOJE:HLJET"APEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE KNOW THE MEANING OF "GO AWAY I'M TIRED I WANNA SLEEP."?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz obviously people in my house don't &gt;:U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO FUCKING TIRED AND WHEN I TRY TO SLEEP FOR ONE HOUR&lt;br /&gt;ONE HOUR. MY ALARM WILL RING.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN I LIE DOWN MY GRANDMA COMES OUT TO ASK ME A BILLIONF AEIGHASGIAHSG UNIMPORTANT QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;MY MOM COMES BACK AND GOES ALL "OH SHE'S SLEEPING?"&lt;br /&gt;THEN COMES INTO THE ROOM AND GOES ALL "OI ARE YOU SLEEPING, WHY YOU SLEEPING?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFJEIFHAGIEH DON'T ASK THE FUCKING OBVIOUS. I DON'T BOTHER HER WHEN SHE SLEEPS. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/rant]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn i didn't get into the stream i want. I got into express two with fucking accounts. ew.&lt;br /&gt;I better get into express three by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I'll give up my computer and comics for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;If i don't get into express 3 and get stuck with accounts,&lt;br /&gt;then... uh. uhh. i can't think of anything right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;70% CHEM AND BIO HERE I COME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed and tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6953502339632722943?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6953502339632722943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6953502339632722943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6953502339632722943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6953502339632722943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/09/caution-huge-angry-first-time-rant.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-9212444567100720790</id><published>2008-09-04T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:25:06.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think my grandma's feeling high today.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 2.30pm today and she was like :&lt;br /&gt;"Hey let's go get some sushi,"&lt;br /&gt;And sushi being my favorite food and all, i was like :&lt;br /&gt;"What, but i just woke up."&lt;br /&gt;And she was like :&lt;br /&gt;"We'll leave at four then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to type this damn random posts involving me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;PS, my grandma doesn't speak english, much less fluently, she speaks hainanese and so do i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad, mom, brother and I really have funny conversations sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Okay most of the time. But what the hell. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whistling Lessons with Mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Me : "Hey mom, can you whistle?"&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *watching TV* "Huh, what, of course. I learnt it when i was your age."&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Oh really, show me." :D&lt;br /&gt;*Mom tries to position her mouth in an 'O' shape and blows* O:&lt;br /&gt;Me : "I can't really hear it." &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Mom : "I can be really loud, just that i'm in an air-conditioned room."&lt;br /&gt;Me : "What's that gotta do with whistling?!" D:&lt;br /&gt;Mom : "What, you know, when the air-con blows and it obstructs my whistling."&lt;br /&gt;Me : "...That doesn't make sense you know."&lt;br /&gt;Mom : "Oh, just position your mouth in an 'O' shape and keep your tongue behind your teeth."&lt;br /&gt;Me : "My tongue is &lt;em&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/em&gt; behind my teeth!" *stares at her*&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *stares and then laughs* "Okay i'm bad at science, go ask your dad or something."&lt;br /&gt;Me : "D:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whistling Lessons with Dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me : "Hey Dad, can you whistle?"&lt;br /&gt;Dad : "Why?" *looks up from glueing his shoes*&lt;br /&gt;Me : "I can't whistle. D:"&lt;br /&gt;Dad : *goes back to glueing shoes and starts whistling*&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Aren't you gonna teach me or something?"&lt;br /&gt;Dad : *still glueing shoes and whistling* Go get me more superglue from the fridge, i'm lacking it.&lt;br /&gt;Me : "What." *gets superglue*&lt;br /&gt;*Dad continues to whistle and glue shoes*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *goes to organize her stuff at coffee table* &lt;br /&gt;*Dad walks past, whistling*&lt;br /&gt;Me : *ignores and continues organizing stuff*&lt;br /&gt;Dad : *sits down on sofa next to me, still whistling, trying to mock me*&lt;br /&gt;Me : "How'd you do that? D:"&lt;br /&gt;Dad : "You just position your mouth in an 'O' shape and curve your tongue and blow."&lt;br /&gt;Me : *tries 46423154 times, but fails* What, i can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;Dad : "Your tongue has to move to create the sound."&lt;br /&gt;Me : *tries again* It's not working.&lt;br /&gt;Dad : "What the hell, why do you wanna whistle in the first place, girls aren't supposed to whistle, only boys are. What you wanna whistle at boys?&lt;br /&gt;Me : "WHAT?! Who the hell wants to whistle at boys, i wanna whistle songs!" D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom : *walks past* "What's the commotion?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your husband's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a bad teacher."&lt;br /&gt;Dad : "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your daughter's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a bad student."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Okay it sounded funnier in my head, but what the hell. LOL. &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/1152683462243224694-9212444567100720790?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/9212444567100720790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=9212444567100720790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/9212444567100720790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/9212444567100720790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-my-grandmas-feeling-high-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-3483042028786736783</id><published>2008-09-03T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:15:50.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;#1 Where would you go if someone sponsors you an air ticket ?&lt;br /&gt;Back to Japan, cuz it's awesome and i haven't finish my exploration yet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 What's your favourite thing to do ?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Do you think money can buy happiness ?&lt;br /&gt;No. BUT HAPPINESS CAN BUY MONEY. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 If you were given a chance to recieve something, what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;WACOM BAMBOO TABLET AFHEAIGAHIQH 300 BUCKSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Things you cant live without :&lt;br /&gt;★ Family&lt;br /&gt;★ Friends&lt;br /&gt;★ D.Gray-Man&lt;br /&gt;★ Comics&lt;br /&gt;★ Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 What are you afraid to lose ?&lt;br /&gt;My loved ones. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 If you win $1 million dollars, what would you do ?&lt;br /&gt;★ Scream&lt;br /&gt;★ Spazz&lt;br /&gt;★ Get what i want, then donate some to charity then invest it in something and then give some to my parents then scream again and go on a holiday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 What do you dream of doing in the future ?&lt;br /&gt;Stopping Global Warming durhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 List down 3 good points about the person who gave you this survey&lt;br /&gt;★Cute&lt;br /&gt;★Funny&lt;br /&gt;★Is able to kick your ass :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 What makes you happy ?&lt;br /&gt;Seeing other people being happy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 What type of person do you hate the most ?&lt;br /&gt;Obnoxious Idiots who think they're smart. Ohmygod i feel like PUNCHING THEM IN THE FUCKING FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 If you have a super power what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;POWER ABSORPTION HURHURHUR. I'LL BE UNSTOPPABLE. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 Would you go for happiness or money ?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 Who do you think is the most important people in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;Friends + Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 If you have a boyfriend(girlfriend), would you die for him(her) ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends, if he'll die for me. Then i'll do the same. If not, he can jump down a building for all i care. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 Who's the last person who hugged you ?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh... Cherie. Two years ago or something. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 What is the one thing you want to do badly right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Watch ep 99 of DGM. So many distractions. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18 Who are you close to ?&lt;br /&gt;Kim, Esther, Zana, Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 Are you courageous enough to the person that you like him ?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of stupid question is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20 If you could do one thing all over again what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;Rewatch DGM episodes. (i have no life lul)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;★ Losing loved ones&lt;br /&gt;★ Rejection/Abandoned to be alone&lt;br /&gt;★ Zana going emo&lt;br /&gt;★ Obnoxious people that don't know i'm telling them to go away&lt;br /&gt;★ Dolls&lt;br /&gt;★ Tags&lt;br /&gt;★ Uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that you like/love the most :&lt;br /&gt;★ Family&lt;br /&gt;★ Friends&lt;br /&gt;★ D.Gray-Man!&lt;br /&gt;★ FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;★ Sleep&lt;br /&gt;★ Yullen&lt;br /&gt;★ Music and my oversized hamster that looks like a Guinea Pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 important things in my room :&lt;br /&gt;★ My Matress&lt;br /&gt;★ My Other Matress&lt;br /&gt;★ My Bolster&lt;br /&gt;★ My Pillowssss (all 7 of them)&lt;br /&gt;★ My Other Bolster&lt;br /&gt;★ My Comics&lt;br /&gt;★ My Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts about me :&lt;br /&gt;★ I laugh more than you.&lt;br /&gt;★ I'm sarcastic, but you don't notice it. REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;★ I like Comics!&lt;br /&gt;★ I like to Draw&lt;br /&gt;★ I like to write Stories&lt;br /&gt;★ I have a mutant hamster that will eat you&lt;br /&gt;★ Uh, i have a lot of white hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i plan to do before i die :&lt;br /&gt;★ Laugh more&lt;br /&gt;★ Get a life&lt;br /&gt;★ Travel the world&lt;br /&gt;★ Get a damn degree&lt;br /&gt;★ Make a comic&lt;br /&gt;★ Get those damn 400 bucks color pencils + everything on my wishlist&lt;br /&gt;★ What.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i can do :&lt;br /&gt;★ Laugh&lt;br /&gt;★ Draw&lt;br /&gt;★ Write (but i need inspiration) D:&lt;br /&gt;★ Sleep (no really, i did it for a whole day once)&lt;br /&gt;★ Eat (watch me)&lt;br /&gt;★ Spend money&lt;br /&gt;★ Be really really really random and funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i can't do :&lt;br /&gt;★ Sing&lt;br /&gt;★ Dance&lt;br /&gt;★ Whistle (AGHRUGEHG I WANT TO WHISTLE)&lt;br /&gt;★ Chinese&lt;br /&gt;★ Fake an accent in public (i can do it alone tho)&lt;br /&gt;★ Keep Still&lt;br /&gt;★ Stop smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things you are attracted to in the opposite sex :&lt;br /&gt;★ Humour&lt;br /&gt;★ Personality&lt;br /&gt;★ Intrests&lt;br /&gt;★ Sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;★ I&lt;br /&gt;★ Hate&lt;br /&gt;★ Tags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things i always say :&lt;br /&gt;★ Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;★ Fuck You.&lt;br /&gt;★ HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA (continuous)&lt;br /&gt;★ Oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;★ You Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;★ WHAT?! (you hear it really loud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people to do this questionnaire :&lt;br /&gt;★ you&lt;br /&gt;★ you&lt;br /&gt;★ you&lt;br /&gt;★ you&lt;br /&gt;★ you&lt;br /&gt;★ you&lt;br /&gt;★ Baka. (YES YOU BAKA. THE &lt;strong&gt;LAZY&lt;/strong&gt; ONE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa shit and it's done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-3483042028786736783?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3483042028786736783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=3483042028786736783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3483042028786736783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3483042028786736783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/09/d-whoa-shit-and-its-done.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6170462438022019586</id><published>2008-08-31T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:16:39.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GARHGHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THE WEATHER I HATE THE WEATHER I HATE THE DAMN WEATHERRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the haze is back, cuz my nose won't stop runnin' and i already killed two tissue boxes today. D8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, i bouht 2 chicken pies and 3 curry puffs from Mobil, cuz that's the only place i can get delifrance stuff now. I miss that place.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a happy person now. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT TO RUIN THE DAY, my throat's feeling itchy and strepsils isn't working. D:&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll have to bring some to school tmr, in case i coughhack till i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAheguhgh. Nothing to type about anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays and we still have alot of lessons + homework. D:&lt;br /&gt;And i can't be bothered to update the class blog, cuz i'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm tired. (i'm always tired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i got DGM #10 on friday. 8D&lt;br /&gt;I went to bugis with esther to the comic store, but they ran out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went into kinokuniya, and found two #10s and they sold it cheaper, so i was more than happy to buy it.  :D&lt;br /&gt;It was like... Idk, every page had Kanda in it. And i think i spotted some Yullen! :D&lt;br /&gt;The latest chapters that were released also had a twinge of Yullen. It's really cute.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MY FANFICTION NAOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA. I don't know if you guys'll still dare to come to my house anymore, but one of the tiles outside the lift lobby was popping out. and the others looked like it was going to pop out too, and we found out it was because the weight of the upper stories were too heavy and my dad told me it was not able to hold much, and that's why it started protuding out. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already sent a message to the town council and stuff but knowing my dad, i'm not sure if he's right or not. SO IF I DIE, RMB TO BURN MY COMIC BOOKS ALONG WITH ME. (otherwise i haunt joo)&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like moving out of my house. I've been living here ever since i was 1. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay if you excuse me i need to kill my throat on those curry puffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*microwaves explodes*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6170462438022019586?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6170462438022019586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6170462438022019586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6170462438022019586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6170462438022019586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/garhghhhh-i-hate-weather-i-hate-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-2402140676690721857</id><published>2008-08-19T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:40:16.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to update your blog; play cheesy game. (as quoted from Zana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got tagged by : Zana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shuffled Songs Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Put your play-list on Shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Click the 'Next' button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Answer the questions with the Song titles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Don't Cheat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You wake up from a nightmare screaming:&lt;br /&gt;"Heaven Help Us - My Chemical Romance"&lt;br /&gt;[LOL.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Someone walks in on you while taking your shower. You scream:&lt;br /&gt;"It Ends Tonight - The All American Rejects"&lt;br /&gt;[WHADDAFACK LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You see someone famous. You tell your friend:&lt;br /&gt;"Built to Last - Melee"&lt;br /&gt;[DAMN RIGHT.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. This hot person asks your number. You say:&lt;br /&gt;"Naked - Avril Lavigne"&lt;br /&gt;[No Comment]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You fall and scrape your knee. You cry out:&lt;br /&gt;"Cancer - My Chemical Romance"&lt;br /&gt;[NOES]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Some person bumps into you at the mall. You scream:&lt;br /&gt;"The End - My Chemical Romance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You get tackled... You yelp:&lt;br /&gt;"Miami - Taking Back Sunday"&lt;br /&gt;[Random Lulz]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You find a love note... It's labeled:&lt;br /&gt;"Into Oblivion (Reunion) - Funeral For A Friend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your teacher is angry and yells:&lt;br /&gt;"MakeDamnSure - Taking Back Sunday"&lt;br /&gt;[THAT YOU DO YOUR HOMEWORK~ LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You fall at gym class and your gym teacher laughs out:&lt;br /&gt;"This is How I Disappear"&lt;br /&gt;[THAT UNHELPFUL BASTARD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Someone throws a paper at you. It says:&lt;br /&gt;"That's what you get - Paramore"&lt;br /&gt;[GET WHAT? GET WHAT?! I don't get it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your parents got you a corny shirt saying:&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to the Black Parade - My Chemical Romance"&lt;br /&gt;[I WILL CRY OUT IN HAPPY GLEE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Your dog's name is:&lt;br /&gt;"Spin - Taking Back Sunday"&lt;br /&gt;[Later Dizzy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You wake up with a poster reading:&lt;br /&gt;"How Does It Feel - Avril Lavigne"&lt;br /&gt;[Feel sleepy, cuz it's mornin']&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you were a leader, people would worship you in song:&lt;br /&gt;"The Saints are Coming - Green Day ft. U2"&lt;br /&gt;[YES. &gt;8D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. You ask a person out... They reply:&lt;br /&gt;"Almost - Bowling for Soup"&lt;br /&gt;[ALMOST?!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.The best movie title is:&lt;br /&gt;"We are Broken -  Paramore"&lt;br /&gt;[Cool. 8D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Your favorite quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Gekidou - UVERWorld"&lt;br /&gt;[LOL DGM. I have to find what it means. D:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Your theme song:&lt;br /&gt;"Regret - Mai Hoshimura"&lt;br /&gt;[LOL DGMx2 DAMN, NOW I MUST FEEL DEPRESSED ALL MY LIFE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Your bedtime story:&lt;br /&gt;"Sk8er Boi - Avril Lavigne"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Your funeral song:&lt;br /&gt;"CrushCrushCrush - Paramore"&lt;br /&gt;[so happy @ mah funeral. 8D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Cat's Name:&lt;br /&gt;"Take Me Away - Avril Lavigne"&lt;br /&gt;[NO I JUST GOT THE CAT. D8]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Best thing in the world:&lt;br /&gt;"Tomorrow - Avril Lavigne"&lt;br /&gt;[PROCRASTINATION.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.What you NEED in life:&lt;br /&gt;"My Happy Ending - Avril Lavigne"&lt;br /&gt;[LOL, Duh- Who doesn't want one?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Baby's name:&lt;br /&gt;"Divine Intervention - Taking Back Sunday"&lt;br /&gt;[HOLY!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Stripper name:&lt;br /&gt;"Breathless - The Corrs"&lt;br /&gt;[coughhackcough]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Your Motto:&lt;br /&gt;"Champagne Supernova - Oasis"&lt;br /&gt;[Damn long but nice song. :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Made up dance-move:&lt;br /&gt;"Things I'll never say - Avril Lavigne]&lt;br /&gt;[Ya, cuz you gotta SEE Dance moves; not HEAR them(/lame)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Soap Opera series:&lt;br /&gt;"Beautiful Liar - Shakira ft Beyonce"&lt;br /&gt;[Gonna be one hell of a drama]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Journal submission title:&lt;br /&gt;"Demolition Lovers - My Chemical Romance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "YOU'RE HOT" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;"Mad As Rabbits - Panic At The Disco"&lt;br /&gt;[That person must be crazy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOUR LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;"Blind - Lifehouse"&lt;br /&gt;[LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE LONG GOAL?&lt;br /&gt;"Bling (Confessions of a King) - The Killers"&lt;br /&gt;[GET SOME BLING YO]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;"Blow - Parking Lot Pimp"&lt;br /&gt;[Omfg, that song. LOL. *blows*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;"But it's better if you do - Panic At The Disco"&lt;br /&gt;[...NOT THINK OF ME.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU OFTEN THINK ABOUT?&lt;br /&gt;"Ain't No Party - Orson"&lt;br /&gt;[..WITHOUT ME! *starts party*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON WHO LIKES YOU?&lt;br /&gt;"Headfirst for Halos - My Chemical Romance"&lt;br /&gt;[...What.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DOES YOUR BEST FRIEND ALWAYS SAY TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;"PAPA LOVES MAMBO (Ocean's Eleven)"&lt;br /&gt;[MAMA LOVES TANGO.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;"Butterflies and Hurricanes - Muse"&lt;br /&gt;[Ooh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SAYING?&lt;br /&gt;"Basket Case - Green Day"&lt;br /&gt;[Go Crazyy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;"Feel Good Inc. - Gorillaz"&lt;br /&gt;[DAMN RIGHT WE FEEL GOOD.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL BE PLAYED AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;"Umbrella - Rihanna"&lt;br /&gt;[*dies a second time due to this song even being on playlist*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;"Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day"&lt;br /&gt;[Nightmares maybe.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;"14th Song - D.Gray-Man"&lt;br /&gt;[...my secret?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR HOUSE?&lt;br /&gt;"Brimful of Asha - Cornershop"&lt;br /&gt;[LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU NAME THIS?&lt;br /&gt;"4 In The Morning - Gwen Stefani"&lt;br /&gt;[Actually, it's 10 at night. So..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay i tag &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-2402140676690721857?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2402140676690721857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=2402140676690721857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2402140676690721857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2402140676690721857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-update-your-blog-play-cheesy.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-5453654381775077599</id><published>2008-08-18T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:35:41.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL, i'm updating even though my blog's pretty much dead from cancer and no one bothers to visit no more. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's not like i care. I still have science and english homework which i haven't even touched yet. It's like, growing fungus and mushrooms. AND THEY'RE NOT EDIBLE! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can't believe i changed my blogskin too D:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this post will be here just to prove that my blog is still alive. (get real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you excuse me, i need to slog myself on homework and revision and dinner (@ 10 whoaa) and find a way to get DGM #10 ASAP. &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dissolves into thin air*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-5453654381775077599?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5453654381775077599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=5453654381775077599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5453654381775077599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5453654381775077599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/lol-im-updating-even-though-my-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-7051035152499894164</id><published>2008-07-04T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:18:59.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I REALLY GO BACK ON MY WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST SAID THAT THIS BLOG WAS DEAD; AND NOW I'M BACK TO REVIVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M BACK FROM JAPAN, AND IT ROCKED SO MUCH THAT I WON'T TYPE OUT MY JOURNEY FOR YOU BECAUSE IT ROCKS. (whut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, i'm too lazy. *hurhur*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND,  I HEARD TEACHERS READ YOUR BLOGS. :D (hello, i hate physics! D:&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's anything i wanna say about school; it's that we get too much homework and everyone will end up spending the next day looking like KUNG FU PANDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i don't know if that's a good thing. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN I'M RUNNING OUT OF THINGS TO TYPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL THEN, I JUST HAVE TO RANT TO KEEP THIS BLOG ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND BEING SO TYPICAL OF ME I'LL RANT ABOUT COUGHDGMCOUGHCOUGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DANGER : SERIOUS BASHING/RANTING OF CHAO JI AHEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEuryghghhh i can't believe they focused episode 90 on Chao Ji.&lt;br /&gt;He's getting on my fucking nerves. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's like the ultimate drama queen. Or worse.&lt;br /&gt;I lost count the number of times he spazzed out.&lt;br /&gt;He lets out his battle cry and it sounds like a constipated bull.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHAT IS THIS. IS HE A FANGIRL OF KANDA? IN THE COMIC? NO! THE ONLY PERSON ALLOWED NEAR KANDA IS ALLEN. *shoots cannon at everyone else*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HE BECAME AN EXORCIST. URGH, THIS MEANS WE'LL STILL BE SEEING HIM. D:&lt;br /&gt;Guragh, i hope he dies in some mission.&lt;br /&gt;Well, sorry to Chao Ji fans; but i had to let that out. = w =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, my mind can't process anything now.&lt;br /&gt;Eurghh i have art club tomorrow. AT 0830HOURS GUAHRHGHGH WHO THE HELL WAKES UP SO EARLY ON A SATURDAY MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;MY LAZY ROUTINE CONTINUES TILL ONE IN THE AFTERNOON. OTHERWISE JOO WILL FEEEL MAH WRATHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have high tea with my cousins after that.&lt;br /&gt;luckily there's no school on monday. = v =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be visiting the comic store with baka, esther and zana. :3&lt;br /&gt;to waste precious money on comics; what else? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i'll spend my money on anything else. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all.&lt;br /&gt;wow my posts are getting retarded.&lt;br /&gt;but don't blame me! BLAME THIS BOTTLE OF KICKAPOO JOY JUICE.&lt;br /&gt;makes me so damn joyous that it's contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET JESUS MY EZ-LINK'S OUT OF MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*falls off chair and hits head*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-7051035152499894164?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7051035152499894164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=7051035152499894164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7051035152499894164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7051035152499894164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-really-go-back-on-my-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6218067602441061561</id><published>2008-06-13T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T17:36:25.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna leave for the plane after dinner. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i won't die on the way whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, something seems to be missing from my luggage...&lt;br /&gt;but i can't really remember what. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i only have 150 bucks to spend, so zana and kim, i won't be able to bring back a japanese hairstylist. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to bring your spirits down.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll come back with a thousand pictures seeing how my auntie is handing her digital camera to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha, she doesn't know what hell she just landed her camera in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6218067602441061561?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6218067602441061561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6218067602441061561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6218067602441061561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6218067602441061561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-953123739797982107</id><published>2008-06-08T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:54:11.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by : Jody. Omfg 100 questions. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions : Remove one question from the above and replace with a personal question of yours. Then,bold it . Next, list 10 person whom you want them to do this at the end of the post . Notify them in their tagboard or tell them at msn so that he/she knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What genre of music do you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock/Alternative. :D You just knew i'd come up with this question. I can't get my mind to work. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Did you ever turn off your cell phone ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, when i go to school. They confiscate it if it's on. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What happened at 10.00am today ?&lt;br /&gt;T'was sleeping. :D Till one thirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.When did you last cry ?&lt;br /&gt;When i was cutting onions for Zana and Nivetha. o _ o&lt;br /&gt;The tears came on their own. Lul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What is your favourite thing to eat with peanut butter ?&lt;br /&gt;Butter~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.What do you want in your life right now&lt;br /&gt;D.Gray-Man Comic Books. English Ones. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Do you carry an umbrella out when it rains, or just put on your hood ?&lt;br /&gt;Depends lol. I put on my hood when it's drizzling. Umbrellas come when there's heavy rain. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What's your favourite thing to put on your bed ?&lt;br /&gt;PILLOWS~ Lots of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What bottoms are you wearing now ?&lt;br /&gt;Clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What is the nicest text in your inbox says ?&lt;br /&gt;"YOU HAVE 156 UNREAD MESSAGES."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Do you tend to make relationships complicated ?&lt;br /&gt;Lol, friendships? Yes, i make it very hard. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Are you wearing something that you borrowed from someone ?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What was the last movie you last caught ?&lt;br /&gt;Indiana Jones - Kingdom of the crystal skull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What are you proud of ?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh... My Hamster? It's been two years and it's still alive and fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What does the oldest text message in your inbox says ?&lt;br /&gt;I just realised i have over 300 messages in mein inbox. I need to clear it.&lt;br /&gt;"Sam! Have you gotten your art question paper? Which one you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What is the last song you sang out loud ?&lt;br /&gt;Disenchanted - My Chemical Romance. Easiest to sing LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you have any nice nick names ? What are they ?&lt;br /&gt;Sam, Baka, and Sammykins. *From esther* D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What was the last receive text message ? Who was it from ?&lt;br /&gt;Jan. She was thanking us for sending her birthday wishes. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What time did you go to bed last night ?&lt;br /&gt;two thirty this morning. Fanfiction and bananas keep me going. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Are you currently happy ?&lt;br /&gt;F NO. I HAVE CHINESE HOMEWORK AND SHITLOAD OF STUFF TO DO AND MY SHOULDER IS ACHING AND MY BACK IS ACHING AND AND AND- *Shot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Who gives you the best advice ?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, i don't really get advice. But Kogepan mabbe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Do you eat whipped cream straight away from the can ?&lt;br /&gt;I did once.  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.Who did you talk on phone last night ?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Is anything bugging you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE HOMEWORK. *kills*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.What's bugging you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE HOMEWORK. *double kill*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Do you wear toe socks ?&lt;br /&gt;No. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Who was the last person you last had a missed call from ?&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Have you ever had your heartbroken ?&lt;br /&gt;No LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.What annoys you most in a person ?&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we don't pay attention much to anything that isn't related to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Do you have a crush on anyone ?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Have you ever done cocaine ?&lt;br /&gt;Ew No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.What is the colour of your room ?&lt;br /&gt;WHITE. Like those asylum ones. Only i've been living in this one for the past 13 years and the walls turned yellow. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar ?&lt;br /&gt;If i tell you, i'll have to kill you. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.Do you believe in the saying "talk is cheap" ?&lt;br /&gt;Literally - Yes. People don't think before they speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Who was the last person who lay in your bed ?&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Who was the last person who hugged you ?&lt;br /&gt;... Not recently. But Zana, Kim and Esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Did anyone see the last person you kissed ?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I never kissed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Do you have a life ?&lt;br /&gt;No. That's why i'm doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Have you ever think someone died,when they really didn't ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Lots of times. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.What is the reason behind your profile song ?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to add a profile song. :D But mostly because the lyrics are really meaningful and i like the artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.Who was the last person you saw in your dreams ?&lt;br /&gt;For some reason. All my classmates. We were heading to a party and we were late and we jaywalked across the highway when the light turned red. Idk why there were stoplights on a highway, but before i could protest, i got ditched. D:&lt;br /&gt;Then it switched to another dream where the world was screwed.&lt;br /&gt;I have weird dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.Last time I smiled ?&lt;br /&gt;After i read this question. (I'm a weird person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.Have you ever change this year ?&lt;br /&gt;IDK. In terms of studying, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.What are you listening to right now ?&lt;br /&gt;A Beautiful Lie - 30 Seconds To Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.Are you talking to someone doing this ?&lt;br /&gt;My Imaginary Friend. He says we're out of bananas.&lt;br /&gt;Wait- SERIOUS?&lt;br /&gt;*imaginary friend nods*&lt;br /&gt;SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.Do you walk with your eyes open or closed ?&lt;br /&gt;Half closed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.Is there any quote you live by ?&lt;br /&gt;"Live to Eat."&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Do you want someone you can't have ?&lt;br /&gt;No, but i want something i DON'T HAVE. Yet. &gt;_&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.Have you ever played an instrument ?&lt;br /&gt;The guitar lul. But i suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.What is the worst idea you have this week ?&lt;br /&gt;To make a banana split. Since we had tons of bananas, and dad just bought a tub of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;But we ran out of bananas, yes?&lt;br /&gt;*imaginary friend nods*&lt;br /&gt;So no more banana split. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.What are you doing last night 11.00p.m?&lt;br /&gt;Reading DGM fanfiction. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life ?&lt;br /&gt;What love life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.What song do your describe your love life ?&lt;br /&gt;What love life? x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.Does the person know you like him/her ?&lt;br /&gt;What person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.Who always make you laugh ?&lt;br /&gt;Myself. But nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;ALLEN WALKER'S POKER FACE. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.Do you speak other language other than English ?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Hainanese. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.Are you blonde ?&lt;br /&gt;No. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.What's your full name ?&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Loy Li Yen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.What are you doing tomorrow ?&lt;br /&gt;Probably gonna be sleeping till noon and then use the computer and forget about homework again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.What do you think you are like ?&lt;br /&gt;A human. A one that provides everyone with lame jokes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61.Who do you chose to die with ?&lt;br /&gt;Idk. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.Where have you been today ?&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.What do you play often ?&lt;br /&gt;GaiaOnline. But i quit. D:&lt;br /&gt;So no more games. BUT FANFICTION AND DGM. WAHAAHAHAHAAA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.Who are you missing right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Noone. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65.If you've choosen between LOVE &amp;amp; FRIENDSHIP,who will you choose ?&lt;br /&gt;Friendship. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66.What are you doing right now ?&lt;br /&gt;This quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.Which primary school are you from ?&lt;br /&gt;Meridian Primary School  &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.Name 3 colour you like.-&lt;br /&gt;Black , Red , Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.What emotion you like to show ?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70.What is life to you ?&lt;br /&gt;DGM AND FANFICTION, RUINED WITH LOTSA LOTSA SCHOOLWORK AND STRESsss.&lt;br /&gt;Then MCR cures it. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71.If you have something troubling you,what will you do ?&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to solve it. ~ EXCEPT CHINESE. I'm beyong help there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72.Who did you last chat in msn ?&lt;br /&gt;Baka. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73.Who do you admire most ?&lt;br /&gt;MCR? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.Which month are you born in ?&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75.How are you feeling right now ?&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy. (i'm always sleepy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76.What is the time right now ?&lt;br /&gt;7.05pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77.Where are you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;At home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.What colour did you use to dye your hair ?&lt;br /&gt;I don't dye my hair, but i alot of white hair. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79.Why are you doing this test ?&lt;br /&gt;*eyes shift to Jody*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80.What you do when you are moody ?&lt;br /&gt;Try to avoid all human contact cuz i'll just snap at them. Then i listen to music and draw. :D&lt;br /&gt;But it's rare that i'm moody. Unless... *shifty eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.At which age you wish to get married ?&lt;br /&gt;Idk. Lol. I can't imagine myself in a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82.Who is more important to you ? Boyfriend/Friend ?&lt;br /&gt;Friends and Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83.Do you think you have enough confidence ?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84.Who is the person you trusted most ?&lt;br /&gt;Myself. And my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85.Do you believe in seeing rainbow after rain ?&lt;br /&gt;If there's the sun. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86.If you can have a dream come true, what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;For DGM to be real. Wahaha. Then we'll all die. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I hope we get powers or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87.What is your goal for this year ?&lt;br /&gt;Getting good results~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88.Do you believe in eternity love ?&lt;br /&gt;It's a one in a million chance. *says reader's digest*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89.What feeling do you love most ?&lt;br /&gt;The feeling when a new episode of a favourite show being released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90.Do you really think it's global warming now ?&lt;br /&gt;DUH. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91.What is the feeling you hate most ?&lt;br /&gt;Frustration &amp;amp; Being lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92.Do you cherish every single friend of yours ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93.Do you believe in god ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94.Who care for you most ?&lt;br /&gt;Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95.What do you think is the most important thing in your life ?&lt;br /&gt;My friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96.What will you bring when you fight ?&lt;br /&gt;A Can of whoop-ass;  to whoop your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97.What have you regretted doing in your whole life ?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, nothing? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98.Who is the person who sent you the most messages in your inbox ?-&lt;br /&gt;A mix of here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99.What if your stead two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;Lol, i don't have a "stead".&lt;br /&gt;That word's overused sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Are you crushing on someone yet you don't know ?-&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. What do you think about the person that tagged you ?&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY LADEH. YES YOU ARE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like tagging anyone. A hundred question quiz - I don't think anyone wants to do it.&lt;br /&gt;But you can steal it if you want~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived. :O *gets killed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the whole swarm of flies invading my light. And they just flew into the pot of water my grandma put there. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;They're swimming. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-953123739797982107?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/953123739797982107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=953123739797982107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/953123739797982107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/953123739797982107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged-by-jody.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-8507734091268781286</id><published>2008-06-06T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:51:09.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally purchased 4 more DGM books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a whooping 60.80 bucks. D:&lt;br /&gt;But i think it's worth it. *crazy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the comic store at Bugis with baka after Physics.&lt;br /&gt;We went to whitesands for lunch at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;And this person sitting behind us had the one missed call ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;Lol it was pretty freaky.&lt;br /&gt;And before that; Zana even said : "Sam we're sitting next to a storeroom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was no way that storeroom door could open cuz the table was in the way.&lt;br /&gt;Fwahahaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Zana went off.&lt;br /&gt;Me and baka headed for the comic store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shipment/stock just came in and i think the owners didn't expect to see students there that early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol i think the cashier recognized me from all the comic purchases.&lt;br /&gt;Baka and I wiped out the whole shitload of DGM comics.&lt;br /&gt;They were like really shocked. &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the stocking lady added a DGM #8 to my purchase, but she told the cashier it wasn't mine. And she almost counted it in.&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit that would've been over 70 bucks. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bringing all of you to Japan. The 7 hour plane ride ain't keeping me asleep. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang i heard you have to pay for the internet thar. So i guess communication will be cut off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear i have to try the soba and the dango there.&lt;br /&gt;I need to know why some people are crazy over it. *shifty eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yo soap. &gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-8507734091268781286?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8507734091268781286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=8507734091268781286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/8507734091268781286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/8507734091268781286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-finally-purchased-4-more-dgm-books.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-1289885329246354688</id><published>2008-06-04T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:57:15.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UWAHAHAA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics tomorrow cuz i overslept for the last lesson. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THAT I'LL GO COMIC HUNTING WITH BAKA AT BUGIS!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i'll have to practice drawing DGM. &gt;_&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally going on a holiday!~ :D&lt;br /&gt;Only those who read will know. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;So if i don't respond, it means i'm on a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;If i don't respond &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after &lt;/span&gt;the school holidays;&lt;br /&gt;it meant the plane crashed and i died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UWAHAHA~ *goes to drown herself in DGM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim, if i can't finish my chinese homework i'm coming for you~~ &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foolish mortals; fear the many faces of Allen Walker. &gt;8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SEYzB302exI/AAAAAAAAAEA/0c2kLSbaoj8/s1600-h/allen+roulette.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-6797299813662745727</id><published>2008-06-03T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:57:28.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These obsessions are permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S INEVITABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you excuse me, i need to finish the episodes of DGM, and read the fansubbed-manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fug, i haven't touched my homework yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THE EPISODES I SWEAR. *looms over Veoh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim, you dragged me down with this. &gt;:O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6797299813662745727?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6797299813662745727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6797299813662745727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6797299813662745727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6797299813662745727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/these-obsessions-are-permanent.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-5144838705831726025</id><published>2008-05-28T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:57:17.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today there was Physics class.&lt;br /&gt;And thank god we only have to attend two classes this june. 8D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was over pretty quick.&lt;br /&gt;And it was just a regular physics lesson w/o red shirts or taiwan peeple. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised mein blog's so boring no one reads it.&lt;br /&gt;OH &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt; WELL.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to talk to yourself. :D&lt;br /&gt;(But not to this extent)&lt;br /&gt;OH SHUT UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY, I DID A REALLY STUPID THING.&lt;br /&gt;No seriously, i put my laundry in the washing machine, and i forgot i just stuffed a whopping $52 bucks in one of mah pants pockets. *quadraplefacepalmhereplz*&lt;br /&gt;I was reminding myself the whole morning to take it out, and i actually forgot. D:&lt;br /&gt;I only remembered after i finished changing into my school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;Then my grandma had to fish that pants out and the $52 bucks were sorta soggy and stuff. 8D&lt;br /&gt;Then i left it to dry on the dining table while i went to school.&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT HAPPENED WHEN I CAME BACK?&lt;br /&gt;(it got lost?)&lt;br /&gt;NO YOU FOOL, IT WAS DRY.&lt;br /&gt;And when it was dry; IT WAS DRY.&lt;br /&gt;BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT.&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOLE POINT IS THAT IT WAS CRUNCHY AND CRISPY AND MADE SOUNDS THAT KFC CHICKENS WOULD MAKE IN THOSE ADVERTISEMENTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it was that crispy. Now you guys know what crispy notes mean.&lt;br /&gt;SO KIDS : If you want your notes to be crunchy and crispy, put them in the washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;But if they happen to tear, go sue your lawyer. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't exactly come home after physics. Zana and I were walking to whitesands when we met Sharon, Nivetha, Tricia, Natalyn and Rachel. :D&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked together; UNTIL WE SPOTTED THIS RAINBOW CLOUD THAT WAS OMFGRIGHWIHGWIRHIGJ.&lt;br /&gt;It was like the one we saw at Kim's house but this happened to be a Cirrus cloud. But the one at Kim's house looked like it was attached to a &lt;strike&gt;cumulonimbus incus&lt;/strike&gt; kind of anvil shaped cloud. But there were small rainbow parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some piccehs. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0LuaieJHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aqwXgZaxAjo/s1600-h/230520082196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0LuaieJHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aqwXgZaxAjo/s320/230520082196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205329636335953010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0MvaieJII/AAAAAAAAADE/1zqvZWHGt9M/s1600-h/230520082197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0MvaieJII/AAAAAAAAADE/1zqvZWHGt9M/s320/230520082197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205330753027449986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0NGqieJJI/AAAAAAAAADM/nd0-s30fTuI/s1600-h/230520082198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0NGqieJJI/AAAAAAAAADM/nd0-s30fTuI/s320/230520082198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205331152459408530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0OBaieJKI/AAAAAAAAADU/B_oc7owVwAE/s1600-h/230520082202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0OBaieJKI/AAAAAAAAADU/B_oc7owVwAE/s320/230520082202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205332161776723106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's those from today :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0P-6ieJLI/AAAAAAAAADc/TDaNN9U0HR8/s1600-h/280520082239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0P-6ieJLI/AAAAAAAAADc/TDaNN9U0HR8/s320/280520082239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205334317850305714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0RIKieJMI/AAAAAAAAADk/BzGZQDjvLqo/s1600-h/280520082241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0RIKieJMI/AAAAAAAAADk/BzGZQDjvLqo/s320/280520082241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205335576275723458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0TUaieJNI/AAAAAAAAADs/sJNl52YHh8k/s1600-h/280520082243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0TUaieJNI/AAAAAAAAADs/sJNl52YHh8k/s320/280520082243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205337985752376530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0ULqieJOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hHETye-IbDE/s1600-h/280520082244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0ULqieJOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hHETye-IbDE/s320/280520082244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205338934940148962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, and i just found out; they're called Circumhorizontal arcs.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY ARE PWETTEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A circumhorizontal arc or circumhorizon arc (CHA), also known as a fire rainbow, is a halo or an optical phenomenon similar in appearance to a horizontal rainbow, but in contrast caused by the refraction of light through the ice crystals in cirrus clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wow, fire rainbows. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a debate with Zana just now; after playing Ben 10 on her PSP.&lt;br /&gt;We reached a certain level where we changed back quite often, then i told her to use the 'O' button to make Ben roll, as an escape, cuz running would let him get caught.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, he rolls faster than he runs or jump.&lt;br /&gt;Then she told me the aliens could roll. WHICH WASN'T POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;Because for four arms; the 'O' button happened to be for throwing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;For the &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Heatblast&lt;/span&gt;, it was for flamethrower.&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;XLR8&lt;/span&gt;; WELL, &lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;XLR8&lt;/span&gt; CAN'T ROLL, HE JUST SKATES. D:&lt;br /&gt;Then i told her the aliens couldn't roll. And she said she'll go home and try.&lt;br /&gt;Then i just told her that the aliens couldn't roll cuz they didn't have the buttons to.&lt;br /&gt;And then the problem was solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN we got a new alien form which was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannonbolt&lt;/span&gt;, and ALL HE DOES IS ROLL. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess aliens do roll.&lt;br /&gt;It just depends on the species.&lt;br /&gt;God, we're lame. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Cannonbolt can roll, but they can't rock.&lt;br /&gt;The other aliens can rock, but they can't roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who rocks and roll then? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-5144838705831726025?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5144838705831726025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=5144838705831726025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5144838705831726025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5144838705831726025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-there-was-physics-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SD0LuaieJHI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aqwXgZaxAjo/s72-c/230520082196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-7215554277656357342</id><published>2008-05-26T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:00:27.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Q: Type in "[your name] needs" in the Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: "Samantha needs a new life cause you are all sucking the life out of this one." (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] looks like" in Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: “Samantha looks like a small child or a rabbit caught in the headlights.” (LUL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] says" in Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: “Samantha Says, Go Ahead and Lick It!” (HOLY FUG)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] wants" in Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: "&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Samantha wants her bottle.&lt;/span&gt;” (LMAO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] does" in Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: "Samantha does math homework with dad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] hates" in Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: "Samantha hates you.” (:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] asks" in Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: "Samantha asks the pregnant girl in the elevator if the second floor is the skyway." (WTH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] goes" in Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: "Samantha goes  out into the woods and does crazy things." (8D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] likes" in Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: "Samantha likes to eat apples.” (YES I DO.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] eats" in Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: "Samantha eats raw meat!" (omfg, sake, maybe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] wears" in Google search:&lt;br /&gt;A: "Samantha wears the county  crown.” (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Type in "[your name] was arrested for" in Google Search:&lt;br /&gt;A: "Sam was arrested for selling hash.” (WHUT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this was really fun. XD&lt;br /&gt;Turns out quite unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TAG :&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;br /&gt;Zana&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah&lt;br /&gt;Anita&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;Jody&lt;br /&gt;Charmine&lt;br /&gt;Jolin&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU. I KNOW YOU'RE LOOKING @ THIS. &gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-7215554277656357342?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7215554277656357342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=7215554277656357342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7215554277656357342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7215554277656357342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/q-type-in-your-name-needs-in-google.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-9144112545190486521</id><published>2008-05-24T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T21:02:52.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rules: This meme is called 4x4 Meme. You can read more about it below the fold. Basically you need to choose four of these questions, answer them, then tag four more people. So without further adieu ADO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 web sites I visit daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gaiaonline.com"&gt;Gaia Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deviantart.com"&gt;DeviantART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wikipedia.org"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mychemicalromance.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Things I have done in the past 4 years&lt;br /&gt;Learn to draw&lt;br /&gt;Started to adore writing&lt;br /&gt;Learn the guitar (but i forgot everything)&lt;br /&gt;Lost my brother's phone. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 All Time Favorite Musicians:&lt;br /&gt;MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE ♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;TAKING BACK SUNDAY ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;PARAMORE ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;GREEN DAY ♥&lt;br /&gt;and so many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Shows I have been to&lt;br /&gt;MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE IN SINGAPORE. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Chang and Eng musical&lt;br /&gt;Ballet concert (really cool)&lt;br /&gt;Some chinese singing competition where i was the audience. (i fell asleep cuz i couldn't understand a thing) LOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 people I tag:&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;(HEY TIS' WHAT DECLAN'S SINGING NAO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the other questions on the meme, choose 4 only:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 4 Jobs I’ve had&lt;br /&gt;2. 4 Favorite Foods&lt;br /&gt;3. 4 TV Shows I DVR&lt;br /&gt;4. 4 Movies I could watch Over &amp;amp; Over&lt;br /&gt;5. 4 Places I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;6. 4 Places I’ve lived&lt;br /&gt;7. 4 Places I want to go&lt;br /&gt;8. 4 Music Artists I’m listening to now&lt;br /&gt;9. 4 All Time Favorite Musicians&lt;br /&gt;10. 4 Shows I have been to&lt;br /&gt;11. 4 Cars I have owned&lt;br /&gt;12. 4 Things I have done in the past 4 years&lt;br /&gt;13. 4 web sites I visit daily&lt;br /&gt;14. 4 places Id rather be right now&lt;br /&gt;15. 4 People I think will respond&lt;br /&gt;16. 4 Things I look forward to this year&lt;br /&gt;17. 4 Underrated conversational topics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i need to go back to Gaiafagging, and write a story before tmr. D:&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe finish the post that's about the adventure camp that's still in my drafts.&lt;br /&gt;Or ___________.&lt;br /&gt;Someone should make  5 x 5 meme. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-9144112545190486521?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/9144112545190486521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=9144112545190486521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/9144112545190486521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/9144112545190486521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/rules-this-meme-is-called-4x4-meme_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-3527852500120171258</id><published>2008-05-16T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:57:17.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tagged by Charmine. D'oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. these people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;I'll beat the crap out of him and then take his wallet. Wahaha. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;To meet MCR. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 &lt;strike&gt;What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;► What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;A Rock Star&lt;/strike&gt; D'aw, not possible. Someone that gets money most probably. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SC1MbCamVpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2L4PKa5WJCg/s1600-h/urhappyplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SC1MbCamVpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2L4PKa5WJCg/s200/urhappyplz.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200897172071405202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... What- you mean my MCR poster? NO, OF COURSE NAWT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 What's your ideal lover like?&lt;br /&gt;Whut. Idk, i'm 14. But i'd say someone who can BEAT MY FACKEN SENSE OF HUMOUR LUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;Being loved~ I'm too lazy to love someone. LOL. Jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;Like Esther said; "You don't seem to have any sense of urgency for anything."&lt;br /&gt;What she said. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Lol i won't give a damn. I don't see what's so nice about loving someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;br /&gt;YES. THE FACT THAT CARAN D'ACHE AND PRISMA COLOR PENCILS COST FUCKING 450 BUCKS FOR A SET OF 120. IT BREAKS MY HEARTTT. I guess it's Faber Castell for me. = 3 =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10&lt;strike&gt; if u hav a choice,wad kind of family u want to be born into?&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you currently listening to?&lt;br /&gt;The All American Rejects - Move Along. &lt;333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 Is being tagged fun?&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. But i'm doing it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 How do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;*imagines herself with a whole head of white hair* ... Aw man. *takes hair dye*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;My friends and family. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;A SEXY WOMAN LUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 Would you rather be single &amp;amp; rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;SINGLE AND RICH WAHAAHAHAHAHA. FREEDOM IS MINE. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Then i'd rule the fucking world. STOP GLOBAL WARMING WOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Gimme &lt;strike&gt;5&lt;/strike&gt; 30 more minutes..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;JUST DON'T TAKE MY MCR CDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18:Do you live to love , live to hate or live for the sake of living ?&lt;br /&gt;I live for _____. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 What type of friends do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Those who understand me; LIKE MCR; and share my sense of humour. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20 What type of friends do you dislike?&lt;br /&gt;Those who're rude, irritating and obnoxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by : Charmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the 8 lucky people who's gonna be tagged :&lt;br /&gt;Baka&lt;br /&gt;Zana&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah&lt;br /&gt;Anita&lt;br /&gt;Cherie&lt;br /&gt;Jody&lt;br /&gt;Jolin&lt;br /&gt;Mein Hamster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-3527852500120171258?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3527852500120171258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=3527852500120171258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3527852500120171258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3527852500120171258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-by-charmine.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SC1MbCamVpI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2L4PKa5WJCg/s72-c/urhappyplz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-7056123443694232881</id><published>2008-05-13T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:42:31.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Scroll down for some Gerard Way and Billy Corgan. (oh what)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Flying Fuck. The examination results were a complete knock-out and disaster man. Firstly we know all of us studied our brains out and asses off and the papers all came in so hard, there was barely time to complete them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the results that's totally mind-blowing, and not in a good way. I saw many of our classmates breaking down getting their papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. The teacher came in and started half-joking with the class. That wasn't really a good sign, because i realised teachers are always SRSBSN. LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then she revealed that our class had 6 good scorers and 6 failures. (For Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;When i heard the six failures i facepalmed at myself. Dude, surely i was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;And i was right. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, the teacher told me that i passed. YAY. Omfg i should really work to a B at the Year Ends. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Osman didn't come today. I'm guessing he didn't finish marking the papers eh. Other than that, maybe it was because we did so badly he didn't want to face us. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we got English, where i managed to bargain a good 3 marks from Miss Shee, History, where i was sandwiched in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Maths. I saw a few students breaking down after receiving your paper.&lt;br /&gt;I know i just suck crap out of consoling but i'm trying, and i just wanna say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That everything that's happening happens for a reason,&lt;br /&gt;If you think you have failed yourself or think that you're a total failure,&lt;br /&gt;You better get up on your fucking feet, stand up fucking tall, and believe in yourself, believe that you can do better.&lt;br /&gt;Because if you don't do that, you're not going to achieve anything good.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting there regretting about your mistakes ain't gonna change anything. So you might as well learn from them and work your way to success.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare give a fuck about others trying to pull you down;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's your Life, it's your decision, and no one's gonna decide for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm not you and i may not 'understand anything'.&lt;br /&gt;That my parents aren't 'like yours'.&lt;br /&gt;Parents are all the same actually, they want what's best for us. And trust me; they love you.&lt;br /&gt;They just have different ways of showing it.&lt;br /&gt;So it's time to do them proud;&lt;br /&gt;Do yourself proud,&lt;br /&gt;And work hard towards the End of the year. :3&lt;br /&gt;We'll get through all this together yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to any of my friends : If you have any problems, you're free to come to me or anyone else. I don't guarantee i can solve it, but i can try. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and All the best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k191/michellehail/imhappyplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k191/michellehail/imhappyplz.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-7056123443694232881?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7056123443694232881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=7056123443694232881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7056123443694232881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7056123443694232881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/scroll-down-for-some-gerard-way-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-1090202797495708629</id><published>2008-05-09T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:57:18.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THE EXAMS ARE OVER. F YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON ANOTHER NOTE. I REALISED BILLY CORGAN FROM SMASHING PUMPKINS LOOKS LIKE GERARD WAY. omfg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SCP-7oLpp0I/AAAAAAAAACc/cVFXe4WyutQ/s1600-h/billy+corgan+and+gerard+way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SCP-7oLpp0I/AAAAAAAAACc/cVFXe4WyutQ/s400/billy+corgan+and+gerard+way.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198278695267706690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i noticed it kinda late but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAN YOU SEE THE SIMILARITIES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't see it from that one; then see it from :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SCQDiILpp1I/AAAAAAAAACk/vkDdiOZmA5c/s1600-h/Billy_Corgan_and_Gerard_way--large-msg-120727147891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SCQDiILpp1I/AAAAAAAAACk/vkDdiOZmA5c/s400/Billy_Corgan_and_Gerard_way--large-msg-120727147891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198283754739181394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you know; they could be related.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO JK.&lt;br /&gt;MY THEORY IS THAT :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Billy Corgan = Bald Gerard Way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, i love Billy's voice, it's so unique. And i like the high pitchy-ness of it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out The Smashing Pumpkins, they rock. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Smashing Pumpkins - Tonight Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EsZYqaSc4cU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EsZYqaSc4cU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/1152683462243224694-1090202797495708629?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1090202797495708629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=1090202797495708629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1090202797495708629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1090202797495708629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SCP-7oLpp0I/AAAAAAAAACc/cVFXe4WyutQ/s72-c/billy+corgan+and+gerard+way.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-8174721820377574010</id><published>2008-05-06T16:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T16:40:52.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HATE THIS LITERATURE BOOK FOR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to finish. AND ONLY BECAUSE OF THE PREDICTABLE PLOTS IN THIS BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S EVEN MORE PREDICTABLE THEN THE SEVEN O'CLOCK SHOWS THEY SHOW ON TV.&lt;br /&gt;(i still watch them LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT'S JUST SO BORING AND LONGWINDEDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can't believe Literature is coming up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Crap, i'm screwed. I can't bring myself to finish Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I wish there were spoilers on the net so i could just note them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there's no essay writing tomorrow too.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my pen can take it. D:&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i can't wait to do Shakespeare next term. (or maybe i'll regret it but- WHO CARES LUL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I JUST HAVE ONE THING TO SAY : (hey that rhymes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;TAKING BACK SUNDAY WILL ROCK YOUR SOCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND IF YOU DON'T WEAR SOCKS, THEY'LL ROCK WHATEVER'S ON YOUR FEET. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEN MCR WILL ROCK YOUR WORLD. MWAHAHAHAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bricked*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-8174721820377574010?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8174721820377574010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=8174721820377574010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/8174721820377574010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/8174721820377574010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hate-this-literature-book-for-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-3274397816040432382</id><published>2008-04-14T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:57:19.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAY YOU KNOW WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;Short posts are fun. :3&lt;br /&gt;No wonder people do it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i won't spam you guys with long bullcrap anymoar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAY YOU KNOW WHAT'S BETTER THAN SHORT POSTS?&lt;br /&gt;Short posts with PICTURES. *ooh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma start with the day we went to Nivetha's house.&lt;br /&gt;Omfg it reminds me of Australia for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;I helped them (Nivetha and Zana) with the chopping.&lt;br /&gt;OH GAWD THOSE ONION CHEMICALS WERE STRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM0BIFSytI/AAAAAAAAABc/nELCaW-U3Ws/s1600-h/090420081741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM0BIFSytI/AAAAAAAAABc/nELCaW-U3Ws/s320/090420081741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189048389615143634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish product lol. (fucking green peppers urghh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM0T4FSyuI/AAAAAAAAABk/BxatehdehNQ/s1600-h/090420081742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM0T4FSyuI/AAAAAAAAABk/BxatehdehNQ/s320/090420081742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189048711737690850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS CUCUMBER CRAP ALMOST KILLED ME. I can't believe Nivetha finished the whole bowl. . ____ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM064FSyvI/AAAAAAAAABs/IQv0RbKGNRw/s1600-h/090420081744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM064FSyvI/AAAAAAAAABs/IQv0RbKGNRw/s320/090420081744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189049381752589042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN CASE YOU CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHAT THAT IS, It's the airport. ;D The view from the top level is OMFG. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM1xoFSywI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nMDGWNagGrU/s1600-h/110420081770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM1xoFSywI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nMDGWNagGrU/s320/110420081770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189050322350426882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM2D4FSyxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MVVMRdB1O5U/s1600-h/110420081771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM2D4FSyxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MVVMRdB1O5U/s320/110420081771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189050635883039506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM3GYFSyyI/AAAAAAAAACE/3Zl0c1ar8gU/s1600-h/110420081774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM3GYFSyyI/AAAAAAAAACE/3Zl0c1ar8gU/s320/110420081774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189051778344340258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so fun running around with Zana after tuition and we act like photographers trying to capture the 'perfect' shot.&lt;br /&gt;My attempts were futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH WELL. Pictures make your post long. ;D&lt;br /&gt;i feel so proud. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Physics project pictures on Zana's blog. LOL. I was too lazy to take pictures. And phone had low bat.&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M ADDICTED TO 'UNDER PRESSURE' BY MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE AND THE USED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfg the song rocks. Even though it's been out for a long time now. Blame me for being old.&lt;br /&gt;I'll put it up sometime later. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell fellow beetles. *brickedforretardedness*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-3274397816040432382?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3274397816040432382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=3274397816040432382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3274397816040432382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3274397816040432382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/hay-you-know-what-short-posts-are-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/SAM0BIFSytI/AAAAAAAAABc/nELCaW-U3Ws/s72-c/090420081741.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-3506234274261590085</id><published>2008-04-09T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:28:14.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;IT'S GERARD'S BIRTHDAY YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's 31 already. ;D&lt;br /&gt;I made a little present for him! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://michellehail44.deviantart.com/art/HAPPY-BIRTHDAY-GERARD-82326186"&gt;Gerard's Present&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah we love him to bits.&lt;br /&gt;The way he talks is so cute; he has such a great personality, an awesome voice..&lt;br /&gt;PWNSOME ART SKILLZ.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE YOU GERARD.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 31ST BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;because trees own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-3506234274261590085?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3506234274261590085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=3506234274261590085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3506234274261590085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3506234274261590085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-gerards-birthday-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6176516285489074265</id><published>2008-04-05T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T14:56:08.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O MAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a truck load for everything guys!&lt;br /&gt;This birthday was a really memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;Lul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love the way Zana and Nivetha got this mini treasure box and got alot of people to put their wishes in there.&lt;br /&gt;The way Qing Yi and co. made a card for me and all my friends to sign it;&lt;br /&gt;The way Meng Jun drew this group piccy of our BFFs and then got them all to sign it at the back.&lt;br /&gt;The presents i received and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww; i just don't know how i could deserve this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILU SO MUCH GUYS!!! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AND I GOT A SCANNORZ. &lt;/span&gt;*happy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6176516285489074265?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6176516285489074265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6176516285489074265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6176516285489074265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6176516285489074265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-mai.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-1401989865361039006</id><published>2008-04-02T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T16:49:01.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bring It (Snakes On A Plane) - Cobra Starship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XV24FN4rDzE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XV24FN4rDzE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT I'M SO ADDICTED TO THIS SONGG!! XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They label the artist as Cobra Starship; but in fact, there's William Beckett from &lt;b&gt;The Academy Is...&lt;/b&gt;; Maja Ivarsson from The Sounds, Travis McCoy from Gym Class Heroes and Gabe Saporta from Cobra Starship. Lol. And Pete Wentz stars in the video. &lt;br /&gt;I just realised FueledByRamen bands are really good. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's cuz they're Fueled By Ramen.&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit that was lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got the ass to check out &lt;b&gt;Cobra Starship&lt;/b&gt; and apparently, they rock.&lt;br /&gt;This means that we should all get off our asses to check on the awesome bands out there! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways; I gots the lyrics. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bring It (Snakes on a plane) - Cobra Starship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are strange&lt;br /&gt;We got a free upgrade for&lt;br /&gt;Snakes on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck 'em, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Bought the cheap champagne,&lt;br /&gt;We're going down in flames, hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I'm gonna make it out alive.&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the venom in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to fly,&lt;br /&gt;To make the stars align&lt;br /&gt;With the turpentine&lt;br /&gt;Lounging in their suits and ties.&lt;br /&gt;Watch the whore's parade&lt;br /&gt;For the price you paid, hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Honey I'm gonna make it out alive&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the venom in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I'm gonna make it out alive&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the venom in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;These snakes are slitherin'&lt;br /&gt;With dollar signs in they eyes&lt;br /&gt;With tongues so reptilian&lt;br /&gt;This industry's venemous&lt;br /&gt;With cold-blooded cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;No need for nervousness&lt;br /&gt;It's just a little turbulence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Honey I'm gonna make it out alive&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the venom in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I'm gonna make it out alive&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I can see the venom in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm ready for it&lt;br /&gt;Come on, bring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seem to be losing altitude&lt;br /&gt;At an alarming pace&lt;br /&gt;Midtown downtown&lt;br /&gt;Snakes on a blog&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you grab your ankles&lt;br /&gt;And kiss your ass goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-1401989865361039006?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1401989865361039006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=1401989865361039006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1401989865361039006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1401989865361039006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/04/bring-it-snakes-on-plane-cobra-starship.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-863933457903843479</id><published>2008-03-30T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T02:29:32.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:110;"&gt;HAPPY FACKEN BIRTHDAY ZANA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah you're old. don't worry i'm joining you this week. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-863933457903843479?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-6973291557521841947</id><published>2008-03-29T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:44:11.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT'S HERE. ;D (late much?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k99iacR36Gc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k99iacR36Gc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramore - That's What You Get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D Paramore &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;Hayley Williams. &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;Her Hair. &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6973291557521841947?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6973291557521841947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6973291557521841947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6973291557521841947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6973291557521841947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-8354150668545320122</id><published>2008-03-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:57:19.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k191/michellehail/imhappyplz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k191/michellehail/imhappyplz.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FEELING SOME TRACES OF SORE THROAT BABEH.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope it'll last till monday so i can get MC. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope there's no events. Screw the speech day rehearsal; we don't do shit there. It's just walking up the stage, so yeah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngah, we'll be getting our report cards next week. I'm screwed. I think i was supposed to get an A2 for maths. I got B3. Missed by a fucking mark. Ms Sheeeee; just gimme that mark already!!&lt;br /&gt;Wth happened to rounding up man. I need it nowww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah i'm so careless in that subject. But i guess i can't really change it. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to Ms Tham; sorry i didn't submit my story. That story was too long for the competition. And then i still promised you that i would type a new one out for you that very night. I guess i forgot yeah. After tuition and all, i went to sleep and forgot! Argh! I'm so sorry! I'm getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already had this storyline in my head; It was going to start with 'Now, when i was your age...'&lt;br /&gt;I never really got to writing it down though. Gah - lazyness.&lt;br /&gt;It was going to be about little Gerard maybe about in 4th Grade or something; watching his Grandma make his little peter pan costume; and since his grandma taught him how to draw and sing, he really likes her. So when Gerard starts his band and gets all famous; he has to start touring and leaves his Grandma at home, so when he returns for a visit and a dinner, he doesn't realises it's his last day with her. So the next day, she passes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Gerard was on the next show/concert, he introduced 'Helena' as the first song and he cries a little and he says "This is for you, Grandma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's how it ends.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to get off my lazy ass to start writing nao. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another hand, i just got my english marks. :| I got 66 plz. Argh! How do i get A2.&lt;br /&gt;FYI to everyone out there, my english isn't good. Just my speech. But plz, my speech sucks too.&lt;br /&gt;I have very broken english, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;Ngah, at least i improved in Chemistry. Gots 37/45. *celebrates*&lt;br /&gt;Then i improved in my Maths class tests. *double celebration*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i gots a new chicken handphone holder! Looks exactly like my cutie chicky on Gaia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/R-PkRUYt6EI/AAAAAAAAABM/FY5KGo_pCTo/s1600-h/220320081623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/R-PkRUYt6EI/AAAAAAAAABM/FY5KGo_pCTo/s200/220320081623.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180234982587492418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;CHICKY ARE LOOKING @ YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, and i still have a whale plush + the Lions Gerard and Lyn-Z and the flower pillow which i use as a disguise. (thanks zana!)&lt;br /&gt;I shall post moar piccus of them next time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah i gtg now. Don't want nagging at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crawls under your bed but hits her head*&lt;br /&gt;D'OH!!&lt;br /&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/1152683462243224694-8354150668545320122?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8354150668545320122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=8354150668545320122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/8354150668545320122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/8354150668545320122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-feeling-some-traces-of-sore-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/R-PkRUYt6EI/AAAAAAAAABM/FY5KGo_pCTo/s72-c/220320081623.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-5382215031704653387</id><published>2008-03-16T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:52:16.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK, SHIT PLZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to like my aunt's dog. It's cute looking and clean, BUT I HAVE SEEN IT'S TRUE COLORZ.&lt;br /&gt;I PREFER CATS NAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Bryar, i understand you so. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ecstatic when my aunt told me she was leaving her pet dog at our place from 15/03/08 - 19/03/08.&lt;br /&gt;Then it became a &lt;b&gt;total nightmare&lt;/b&gt; when they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the dog started whimpering and barking; cuz his owners left. Then he stays at the door and refuses to budge, until we closed the wooden door; so his view is blocked.&lt;br /&gt;Then he attempts to escape when i was going out to throw the rubbish; and he gives me this 'look'. Then that night, when he was still lying behind my old computer waiting for his owners, i just finished using the computer, so i put a cushion under him, and got his favourite pillow there too. That was something i regretted. HE LOOKED AT ME AS THOUGH HE WAS SMILING.  (oh shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i just went to bed that night; and when i woke up, he was at my feet on the mattress, looking at me and yawning. THEN, I WENT TO BRUSH MY TEETH. Before i could enter the damned toilet, he rushed in and sat on the floor looking at me. I had to carry it out; and race myself to the toilet again. Then when i came out, he started following me wherever i went.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, i managed to get out of the house and proceeded to Century Square and finally completed another Gaia Commish. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHEN I GOT HOME IT JUST GOT WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just kept following me; and when i was on the computer he curled up at my feet. When i stand up to take something; i was drawing/coloring, he looks at me and follows me. And when i get back to the computer; he looks assured and lies down to take a nap again.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S LIEK HE'S NOT LETTING ME ESCAPE OR ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;That time i tip-toed to get my color pencils, i got to the living room without having to wake him up, when i turned around he was looking at me like he caught me doing something guilty.&lt;br /&gt;OH WHATplz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S LIKE SOME HUMAN TRAPPED IN A DOG'S BODY STALKING ME. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY, when my dad walked in and sat on my bed, he was ready to hit me (to wake me up) the dog bit him. LIEK HIS MY BODYGUARD. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, I WANT TIME ALONE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE FIVE MEMBERS IN THE FAMILY plz. STOP STICKING TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT PRIVACY. ALONE TIME. GET LOST.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER YOU CALL IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention he puked on my bed last night; and that he has bad pissing aim.&lt;br /&gt;He aims on the newspaper but it lands on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;He shits on the newspaper but ends up stepping on it and walking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when someone or somebody *stares at dog* follows me around.&lt;br /&gt;I just want some peace!&lt;br /&gt;Especially when i'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't dislike animals or anything but don't keep sticking to me for god's sake, i don't even play or talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;I just stare at him.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time he's going to be staying longer. During the October period. I better find a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't be surprised if you find me under your bed during that period either. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals are still loved. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-5382215031704653387?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5382215031704653387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=5382215031704653387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5382215031704653387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5382215031704653387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/03/ok-shit-plz.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-7043013999958783683</id><published>2008-03-08T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:21:36.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just to let you guys know i'm still alive but not kicking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the stomach flu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm still too lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAI plz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-7043013999958783683?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7043013999958783683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=7043013999958783683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7043013999958783683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7043013999958783683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-to-let-you-guys-know-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-2437926428640936312</id><published>2008-02-01T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:36:39.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:72;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TGIFF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God It's Freaking Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to drown myself in homework and stress again.&lt;br /&gt;Just signed myself up for Maths Tuition so i can get a distinction. (HA! what a thought.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, CNY is a couple of days away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMFG WAIT, WHO PUT THE EXTRA WANTON IN MY KWAY TEOW??!?!?! D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-2437926428640936312?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2437926428640936312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=2437926428640936312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2437926428640936312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2437926428640936312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/02/tgiff-thank-god-its-freaking-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-4387176991819727919</id><published>2008-01-20T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:26:51.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Omfg, i'm updating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother chased me off the computer last night so i didn't get to type Saturday's events. Sheesh. - -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I probably forgot half the trash i'm supposed to type already. Lol. BUT THIS DOESN'T MEAN IT'S GUNNA BE A SHORT POST! (ha, got you.) *sips coffee*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, went out with my mom on Saturday. Dad has yet to come back from KL then. Yey. So we were supposed to buy breakfast for my lazy ass of a brother and my grandma. Grandma wanted Bee Hoon, Brother wanted Curry Rice. Grandma wanted Bee Hoon with Vegetables, Brother wanted Curry Rice with double amount of meat. Holy. - -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we were having brunch at Burger King, when Rui Ying called me. Then she stalked me while i was eating. . _ .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we bought lunch for my brother and Grandma and headed home with it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we came back to whitesands and my mom BOUGHT A FREAKING NEW HANDSFREE FOR MEEEEEE!! *girlish scream* Dad said he ordered it for me already and he keeps saying 'no stock'. I can't imagine a phone shop having a handsfree go out of stock for half a year. Then i asked him again, he said "The shipment came in, but everything was spoilt." omfgwhat. In the end my mom bought it for me. YEY! I can finally listen to MCR in Surround Sound. I can die in peace now. LOLwhut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Rui Ying was still with me and she dragged me to Tampines. Waugh. Shopping Spree again lul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel like typing so much today. But she was hunting down this MYUK wallet about chocolates. I really don't see what's so nice about it. Other than the chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing all memory of that Saturday nao. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember i went to buy a small pouch just for my handsfree, and a new pencil case for my markers. XD Then i went to buy MOAR MARKERS. Which was the fucking purpose of buying a newer, &lt;i&gt;bigger&lt;/i&gt; pencil case that PWNZ you all. (lolwhut)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STAYED HOME ON SUNDAY THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was back to school. Liek omfg. I haven't completed my commissions waughhhhh. Anyway, classes were _______. Then we had the Writing Club!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WRITING CLUB PWNZZ &lt;s&gt;LAH.&lt;/s&gt; (singlish is bad for health) [Well, mine anyway.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun! We got to share our thoughts on different genres of books, our favourite authors and stuff. I found the teacher really cute. XD Ms Tham.  So far, it has been the most interesting thing i have ever EVER attended in Coral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher recommended some book rental stores, libraries, places that we can buy books; and then gave us a sheet of paper, some competition we have to enter. It was about writing. I CAN WRITE SONG FICSS LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate words limits. - - I mean, there should be a minimum but i hate maximums. FOR ENGLISH. For chinese i don't mind. XD&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write about some MCR song. I'll post it some other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Zana and I headed to WS, to the LIBRARY! Where we slogged on the computer and stuff. XD Then we bought bubble tea and went our separate ways. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OMFG I HAVE TO SAY THAT THE COFFEE ICE BLENDED BUBBLE TEA IS LIKE STARBUCKSS AND IS OMFGWTH HEAVENLYYYY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all i have to say. I can't type about today because Grandma is in the fucking nagging mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RGRTUJTEYUEARGSAFHYOUYKMNDVWQRWETQW. Bye. .Sam :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Omfg this IS a short post. I feel so disappointed in myself. *sobs in a corner*&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/1152683462243224694-4387176991819727919?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4387176991819727919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=4387176991819727919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/4387176991819727919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/4387176991819727919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/01/omfg-im-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-7380070174212714836</id><published>2008-01-18T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:51:36.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just to let you know i'm alive and breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;My brother's going to hog the computer now, so i'll hog it some other day.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACK, he turned to using daddy's laptop. Daddy's on some so called 'business trip' to Malaysia. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, anyway. IT'S FRIDAY, BITCHESS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This means more time to sleep = less consumption of coffee = spending less money. Yey! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off the day by &lt;b&gt;waking up late&lt;/b&gt;. Lol. I forgot to put my alarm on snooze, and i dozed off, till mah mom screamed at me at around 0545. XD (i usually set the alarm at 0530 and wake up at 0535)&lt;br /&gt;It's not late for you guys but srsly, Number 3 buses are retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked all the way to the bus stop opposite Esso gas station. That bus stop is &lt;b&gt;holy&lt;/b&gt; It has at least 3 buses that i can take to school from there and you don't have to wait 5 minutes for a bus. (Unless you're so damned unlucky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i reached school, it was about... 0645. I usually reach there at 0635-0640. Meng Jun was already there, with this girl with the name of Qiing Yi. She said her name had a double "I", i didn't know which part. XD *Senile Dementia lul*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, anyway, got my usual fruit juice. (mmm, fruit juice..) Then they had me try this chicken biscuit that they bought. OMFG. It's like... BISCUIT! AND, CHICKEN! AND LOLWHUT. But it was helluva delicious for only 40cents. :3 So i went to get one myself. Haw, i didn't have breakfast, and i eat alot. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised &lt;b&gt;every&lt;/b&gt; morning, before assembly, when Meng Jun and I sit at the canteen table, Amanda will come, followed by Syahira, Kim, Nadiah. XDD It's like a mini 1/1 gathering!!&lt;br /&gt;If only we're able to get the others together too. - -&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. We really need that flier solution now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we headed off early today. Before 0700. Didn't see Nadiah. ; _ ; She came a little later i guess. And thar's blahblahblah assembly shite blahblahblahhhh. Students talking and reminder of bringing thermometers. I better put it in my bag now. - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we headed to class, MS NG WAS THERE OMFG I THOUGH I PACKED THE WRONG TIMETABLEEE!! But she was there for another reason. A PROJECT. waugh. But at least she told us early instead of waiting for next week. More time to discuss on it. Ya hafta form groups of 4. But i'm with Zana and we're looking around for some people. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had CME, and then English, but Ms Shee didn't come. (lucky, cuz i didn't do maths) Had a feeling she wouldn't come. Lol. Then i colored Gerard and Lyn-Z, for the AAC poster. Then it was recess. - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after recess we lined up at the Parade Square, and I GOT STABBED BY MENG JUN IN TEH RIBSS. Oh gawd, i swear, one day i'm going to get her. - - My ribs are like, going to break now. OH SHIT NO SRSLY. NO MORE POKING OF RIBS. D&lt;b&gt;After school,&lt;/b&gt; Zana stayed back in school with Jaslyn, as she wanted her to help her with her PSP. (omfg 'hersss') She gave me at least half an hour to get home change, and get my ass at whitesands at 1310. Liek, omfg. I was walking like hell to reach the school bus stop and ending up running for the fucking number 3 bus. - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean srsly, it was the red light and i was still running. Wtf is wrong with me lol. *facepalm* By the time i boarded the bus i couldn't feel my legs. Now i know what warm ups are for. I should do some before leaving for home.  I haven't ran in years! Well, months actually; being the lazy shitass i am. Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home, changed into casual wear, packed some weird stuff into the bag, and then set off for whitesands again. I was late, again. I'm always late when meeting up with Zana. D: Sorry Zana! For making you wait all the time. This time, it was because i set my alarm at 1302 so i could set off at that time. It was this MCR alarm, and before you know it, the alarm started ringing, playing the song, and i couldn't help but sit back and enjoy it. And then, it was like, 1310. OMFGG. LATE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran for the bus again. OH GAWDD. I just walked to Esther's house yesterday from WhiteSands, and back home, and today i have to run like hell. (not really, i'm just lazy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Zana didn't notice me when i was standing in front of her. Lol. In the end we boarded the train, she played her PSP, i listened to my... uhh, Music Player on the phone. Zana was playing this uh, ultra button game, something like audition, para para dance revolution and of course, Guitar Hero. But she was using her PSP. AND OMFG SHE WAS AT LVL 9 WHICH IS OMFGWTH FASTTT. I can't even complete lvl 1, the easiest one. *facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not quite the gamer i am anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we reached Bugis, and i had to take my time to show her the giant MCR display at this CD shop. I mean, it's this huge display, and it's pop-up. D:: If they don't want it i'm gunna take it (fat hope lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Shaw Cinemas are freaking creepy. First of all, it takes up the whole of level 4, and it's carpeted. The area in front of the escalator has all these pop up stands of horror movies, and there's people sitting around the area &lt;i&gt;sleeping&lt;/i&gt;. There was this old man sitting in the middle of the grandly carpeted hall. He was dressed in white, he looked like he was in his early sixties and such. While we asked him where we were to purchase the ticket, he said, "Ground Floor." And we had to run all the way down, run all the way up again. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We purchased the 1350 show tickets, but it was already 1407. I mean, the next movie was at like, 1527. Zana had maths tuition at 1800 so we had to take the current one. Then we ran upstairs and ringed the bell at the popcorn stand. It was like, freaking deserted. - - This young boy came out and took our order. We asked for mixed popcorn, and Iced Lemon Tea, and in total, it was $5.30. All of you might be thinking, "OMFG CHEAP!" right now, but the size of the popcorn is reallllllllyyyyyyyyyy small, regular MCDONALD SIZED DRINKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And worse of all, when we entered the cinema and sipped the drink, i was like, "OMFG THIS ISN'T ICED TEA!!" It was Ribena. - -&lt;br /&gt;Omfg, the fool.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the movie was kinda average. Not that scary for a horror movie. And sheesh, there was this suspense part where the woman was crawling through the vent and she found the burnt body, kinda weird, then the body MOVED, AND THEN.&lt;br /&gt;THEN.&lt;br /&gt;THEN.&lt;br /&gt;This bastard behind me kicked my chair. - - wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it was some cursed ending, supposedly by a little girl who has asthma. HEY WAIT I HAVE ASTHMA! Imma haunt joooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was mostly about that girl who was locked in her room, and desperately tried to called someone for help when she had an attack, but she didn't finish dialling the number and she died, maybe the spirit got into her phone. Where the curse started, the little girl dials someone on her contacts, and this little ringtone comes from the phone of the person she dials, and when the person picks up the phone, it's "1 Missed Call".  Then it will lead to a voice msg, some weird msg. And the time and date of the msg is from the future, and supposedly that time and date is when you die. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we came out of the Cinema, i gave Zana this serious look. She looked pretty freaked when i gasped as i took out my phone and said, "One Missed Call."&lt;br /&gt;Then she gave me this wide-eyed look. Then i unlocked my phone and showed her...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;My MCR Wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;So cool. = w =&lt;br /&gt;Her face was priceless. I'm sorry Zana, but i love freaking people out.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i disabled my voice mail. - -&lt;br /&gt;But in the movie, even if you remove the battery, the phone will still ring. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;So anything can happen. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AFTER THAT.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the comic shop, and i bought The Umbrella Academy #4 and #5. YEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kay i gotta be honest, i bought it at first because of Gerard Way.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see how his skills were like yadda yadda.&lt;br /&gt;Then i really really got into the comic, i mean. It's not like all the other long winded comics you see out there, this one actually &lt;i&gt;has&lt;/i&gt; a plot, and the characters are so unique. My favourites are 0.03 and 0.07. Their powers rock. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we went to MacDonalds' and we sat near the Janitor's Closet, which was 3/4 closed. Zana was facing it, and in one point of the movie, the character was also walking towards the 3/4 open cupboard and a puppet jumped out from nowhere. And Zana was eying the Closet the whole time. - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow Zana reminds me of the main Character in One Missed Call Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we walked around observing people with UBAM. And then we saw this old fat man wearing an MCR t-shirt. I almost shouted "UNCLE, YOU ROCK LAH!"&lt;br /&gt;omfg, *facepalm* I didn't do it, fortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went downstairs where i bought Kerrang! and a Magazine that came with an MCR Calendar. XD YEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, this teacher invited Zana and I to join the writing club. WOO! Now i can show them slash fanfiction and freak more people out. = w =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like total fun today, and this is the longest post i've ever typed. I can type like hell. - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger doesn't have a word limit; i realised.&lt;br /&gt;If only i was this good in composition. Then it'll be heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, i have your phone number. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-7380070174212714836?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7380070174212714836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=7380070174212714836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7380070174212714836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7380070174212714836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-to-let-you-know-im-alive-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-3893256289428778207</id><published>2007-12-12T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:54:52.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HOLY PHUCKING SHIT THE MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE CONCERT WAS AMAZINGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i will tell you everything i remember. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 10am this morning, due to over excitement lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went Gaia-ing again. Screw my commissions. [HELL YEAH]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slogged my ass off on the computer until around 4, where we left the house. I was wearing the MCR t-shirt and felt stupidly uneasy because everyone kept staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe my mom. Who was dressed in this long red shirt with 3/4 jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to tampines for lunch/dinner/snack. I ended up eating Japanese chicken teriyaki again. Oh shat i don't get sick of those stuff. Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we headed to century square to go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why the hell can't you just go to the TM toilet?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just so happens mommy here refuses to go into any toilet but the ladies' room on level two of century square, tampines. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we arrived at Tanah Merah MRT, i felt a little assured after i saw another girl wearing an MCR t-shirt. xD There were alot of people wearing black too. My poor mother wearing red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived there, there was this woman trying to advertise for red bull or something. I managed to escape. The people behind me were not so lucky. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queuing up was hell, i can tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were stuck in the $95 queue, then this usher told us to go up front, though he didn't specify where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, just up front. Trust me. *big grin*"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DAMN. We went into the Samsung Queue there. The wrong queue again. See why i hate Samsung so much? It hates me big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got into the $85 queue after like, 1hr of confusion. Though it was 8pm already and almost half the crowd including us, were still stuck outside. There were alot of pushing and stuff. And it was so damn stuffy and smelly. (being short and all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was this &lt;strong&gt;huge&lt;/strong&gt; insect on the back of this guy in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;No i didn't tell him. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got in yeah, after my mom managed to push us through the crowd, and there, through the doors, we got this red wrist sticker thing, and they had to check our bags for water, metal and recording stuff. That was what held everyone up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the officer got scared of my bag though. It was really messy inside. Loads of rubbish and stuff. :D I didn't fold my jacket, it was stuffed at the top of my bag. And in it was mah sketchbook, my pencil case, dozens of sweet wrappers and tissue packets, my wallets, flyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wao. All the officer did was stick his hand in the biggest compartment, sticked it out, glanced at the Adidas bag for a moment before allowing me to enter. Lulz, he didn't check the sweets compartment. And there was the sign, : &lt;b&gt;No food, No drinks. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we finally found our seats. It was okay i guess. Pretty far from the stage. The free standing area was really big though. And half the crowd was still left outside; even though it was already 8.30pm. I got my seat next to the walkway, so i could really see the stage, but i was pretty far. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyone was seated, waiting for the concert to start. There was this barrier seperating the free standing from the seats. But there was no security there, so you could actually climb over or stand there when the concert starts. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert started at around 9.00pm. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, when the concert actually started, the people that were on the seats rushed to the barriers, i didn't make it in time lulz. So i was still at my seat.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up standing on mah chair, like many others. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing they did, Gerard came on, punched his fist into the air and the crowd went freaking crazy. Shows how much of a god he is. xD&lt;br /&gt;The first song was &lt;strong&gt;'This is How I Disappear', &lt;/strong&gt;followed by &lt;strong&gt;'Dead!'&lt;/strong&gt; Then, Gerard greeted us. Really friendly. He went all &lt;strong&gt;'HELLO SINGAPORE!' &lt;/strong&gt;and thanked us for coming. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he told us, &lt;strong&gt;"I don't care if you guys are enjoying yourselves, whether you're having a fucking good time, but when somebody falls down, i want you to fucking pick them up. I don't care what you're doing! When someone falls down, YOU PICK THEM BACK UP. YOU HEAR ME?!"&lt;/strong&gt; And the crowd screams. Okay i almost fell off my chair myself, while attempting to jump. I managed one jump, but almost lost my balance.&lt;br /&gt;LULZ *shot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they performed &lt;strong&gt;'The Sharpest Lives'&lt;/strong&gt; I sang my freaking lungs out. xD I didn't know i could go that high. D: Then we had &lt;strong&gt;'Give 'Em Hell Kid'&lt;/strong&gt;. I wasn't really sure of the lyrics for that one. That song's really fast. But i managed on the chorus yaey! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we punched our fist in the air whenever we caught the beat, and shat you can't do it for too long, your arm would hurt. xD&lt;br /&gt;Then they performed &lt;strong&gt;'I Don't Love You'&lt;/strong&gt; and then &lt;strong&gt;'Welcome to the Black Parade'&lt;/strong&gt; The crowd went crazy on WTTBP, lmao. That hit song. &gt;w&lt;&lt;strong&gt;'You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison'.&lt;/strong&gt; But before that Gerard was all, &lt;strong&gt;"GUYS, ALL THE GUYS HERE, I WANT YOU TO TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT AND SWING IT ABOVE YOUR HEAD!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This caucasian kid, about 11 or 12 years, took out their shirts and went nuts, the two malay boys in front of me were like, hesitating.&lt;br /&gt;And i was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"FACK NO."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD THEY DIDN'T REMOVE IT. XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song was awesome! Gee had us clap to the beat and stuff. Really awesome! xD&lt;br /&gt;Ok, srsly i forgot the line-up, but they performed :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Helena' , 'House of Wolves' , 'Sleep' , 'Cancer' , 'Teenagers' , 'I'm Not Okay', 'Cemetery Drive'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they did the &lt;strong&gt;'Desert Song'&lt;/strong&gt; YEAH! A few of the people around me didn't know the lyrics and stuff, but we swinged our hands from side to side in rhythm. It was freaking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"GOODNIGHT SINGAPORE! WE ARE MY CHEMICAL FUCKING ROMANCE!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerard screamed, then he walked offstage. It felt really awkward. The duration was too short!! D: Everyone screamed and boo-ed, the stage darkened even more. And it was around 1 min after what he screamed, before my mom, (who was using binoculars wtf.) Said she saw some blob of hair moving around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO RAY. He gave it all away!! xD Gerard came on stage again!! And so did the rest of them!! Thank Goodness, they performed &lt;strong&gt;'Famous Last Words'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wicked! The crowd were going crazy singing and rocking out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that was the last song yeah. No, that's not the right line-up, i only remember that &lt;strong&gt;FLW&lt;/strong&gt; was after the &lt;strong&gt;Desert Song&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this dude crowd surfing in the mosh pit, homg, they really didn't drop him! They kept him up &lt;strong&gt;the whole time. &lt;/strong&gt;And they kept him up pretty high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after &lt;strong&gt;FLW&lt;/strong&gt; Gerard screamed, and he told us : &lt;strong&gt;"GIVE A HAND TO TUCKER ON THE DRUMS!"&lt;/strong&gt; or something like that, but he was telling us that Tucker, (who was doing the awesome drum solo while Gerard spoke) who is the drummer for the band &lt;strong&gt;Thursday,&lt;/strong&gt; was a temporary replacement for Bob. &gt;w&lt; &lt;strong&gt;Ray was really great on the guitar, Frank and Mikey were like, AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;Gerard, was the best, his vocals were really good!&lt;br /&gt;But Bob wasn't thar. WAUGH! I MISS HIM! TTwTT&lt;br /&gt;Hope he gets well soon!! &gt;w&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there was really something missing from this concert;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRERARD. &lt;33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waugh, i didn't see any Frerard onstage, xD. I was hoping they'd do something. Maybe they did, and i was blind. But if anyone have videos or caught it, TELL ME. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Frankie's family's okay, i heard he had problems and stuff, having to leave the band for a while. I hope he's doing okay. &gt;&lt;&gt; in the pavillion.&lt;br /&gt;Money, Money, Money, oh sweet money.&lt;br /&gt;If i ever get to meet MCR, i'd tell them not to charge so much on their merchandise here. And to actually open an MCR store here. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can only get official shirts online here. waugh! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way to the MRT, we got this $5 poster. With MCR on it. It was like freaking huge. I bought it for MCR on it.&lt;br /&gt;Not the words that said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE LIVE IN MALAYSIA, ONE NIGHT ONLY"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fack, i still can't comprehend why i bought it. FORMCRDURHH.&lt;br /&gt;*facepalm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom and i headed to whitesands MacDonald's for a little midnight snack. :D&lt;br /&gt;AND HOLY SHIT, there was this dude staring at me when i was ordering. And when i returned to the table i realised it was that red cross senior dude, the one that comes back to coral to train the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate it when people stare at me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the poster to cover my face till my mom came with the food. Woo, by that time he was gone. Eh wtf is he doing at MacDonald's at the time. I do not know. MacDonald's was full of people wearing black t-shirts, mostly people who have been to the MCR concert. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our little snack and took a taxi home. Where i slogged on the computer moar, until 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is screwed now. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE NIGHT OH MY GOD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11/12/2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FREAKING NIGHT, TO REMEMBER FOREVER. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was the best concert you could ever see. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMFG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even bought Kerrang! And MCR owned the Foo Fighters in Live performances. They had this 5 star rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO PROUD OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing them already. waaahh!! TTwTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, time to return to hiding. *slides under your bed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as Gerard said, &lt;strong&gt;"GOODNIGHT SINGAPORE-"&lt;/strong&gt; *gets shot*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-3893256289428778207?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3893256289428778207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=3893256289428778207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3893256289428778207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3893256289428778207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/12/holy-phucking-shit-my-chemical-romance.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-3309054946977276918</id><published>2007-11-27T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:52:57.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>27th November 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawhaw, i think i wanted to unleash this depressing post to make you all realize something but i'll do that some other time when i'm more emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too happy today. xD Well not really, but i'm not in a bad mood anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, accompanied Grandma to the market today. She bought vegetables and tofu, and rice and MacDonald's (I had to carry everything) and then she added this 5kg pack of fertile soil to my burden. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well. Guitar class yesterday. Lawl, i didn't have Zana with me yesterday, but i'm glad she gots her Black Parade album. I hope we can go to the concert. I hope sooooo much!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so spoilt lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but better than my brother yeah? He was BROUGHT to a ricky martin concert by mah mom, a deep purple concert, ONE DAY BEFORE HIS PRELIMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well he told me that it was the day before his prelims, and i was at home. and then...&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "Hey Shawn, wanna go see Deep Purple later?"&lt;br /&gt;Shawn: "Uhm, i have MT prelims tmr..."&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "If you don't know your stuff now, you'll never know it." (brings brother to concert leaving me at home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE PHUCK. seriously. xD This makes me want to go to the MCR concert even more.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why my parents are so bias.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i had guitar class without Zana yesterday. It was kinda fun. I finally managed to talk to the gurl beside me. We had to play chords and melody. It worked kinda well. I did the chords and she did melody of London Bridge. Her name was Shi Lin. From Victoria JC. (shrinks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we learnt MOAR CHORDS!! The Em chord, the G chord, C chord, D chord. And then we got to play the song by THE CRANBERRIES - ZOMBIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love that song. Since young. xDD I bet you guys don't know that. But it was kinda fun playing alongside the song. Felt like you were rocking out you know? I COULD ACTUALLY PLAY IT. FTWWWW!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to rock out at home too. So i went to youtube, searching for the song. But it turns out my guitar was horribly out of tune. So i couldnt play it. My brother requested i play it too, but the sound was too low. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Later in the night, Sam and her dad attempted to tune her guitar again. Due to Sam's lack of musical knowledge, she didn't know the notes on the piano, pressing whatever key she could find. It made her guitar seriously, SEVERELY, out of tune.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dudes i seriously need a tuner nao....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eek, MCRCONCERTMCRCONCERTMCRCONCERTTABLETTABLETTABLETTABLETSCANNERSCANNER&lt;br /&gt;COMMISSIONSCOMMISSIONCOMMISSIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dies)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-3309054946977276918?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3309054946977276918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=3309054946977276918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3309054946977276918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/3309054946977276918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/11/27th-november-2007-hawhaw-i-think-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-7158740968587910278</id><published>2007-11-22T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:03:11.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>22nd November 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day of Guitar Lessons and the day my friends watched Enchanted. &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawl, guitar lesson was kinda awesome, Got to play Ode to Joy, and we learnt to play "My Heart Will Go On" The Titanic theme. And learnt a few more notes.... A... Low G.... and... B Yeah that's all. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't change notes for nuts man. I do it so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i kinda discovered that most of the people in mah class are like SECONDARY 3-4. And there were like, 4-5 Junior College people. And... they were slightly taller than me. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl next to me was in Victoria JC, boy next to me was in RI, next to him was in National Junior College. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when they came to me i was like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uhm, i'm Samantha and i'm from ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pauses-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-suspense-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your closet. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you guys know where i'm from. If you don't know, then i guess i don't know you or i didn't tell you. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay right. So we practiced the G chord and the D7 chord. And having my hand being freaking small and playing it on a classical guitar; i couldnt really do the G chord. ... And i forgot to cut mah nails. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that sucked. Zana waited for me again. So sweet of her. :&gt; And then we met Kim and the rest. Perfect timing. She didn't want to rain me with spoilers. &gt;: So i don't know if the movie was nice. Cuz all she said was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You might wanna bring sunglasses to the movie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pr0n!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...What? What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There was thing kissing scene and the girl started blowing kisses and went, 'IT'S NOT WORKING!'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's what she said, but all i remembered was that she started laughing hysterically after what she said. &gt;: Scary i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and about Kim. I hope you friends out there are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She currently owns a Gaia shop, draws for people in exchange for gold. She plays insane jigsaws like hell to earn gold to save up for her items. She saves up for items. Hard earned gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't go around asking or begging for gold. Stop asking her for gold. Give her a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't just go begging for gold from her, it's not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to earn your own gold, open your eyes; gold doesn't just fall from the sky, you have to earn it yourself. And if you're a beggar; there's still hope if you try. Otherwise; you have no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel if someone came up to you asking for your gold just because you own a shop? She's saving up every single gold/cent for her questing item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's more hardworking than any of you, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least she puts her skills to work. And sheesh, don't make her feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim i hope you're reading this. Learn to ignore the people who beg from you. they just have no life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fudge. It's midnight and the requests are at large! &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sudden explosion blinds you all-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when you recover you realise Sam is missing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GASP where has she gone?!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Keep to this blog for updates. :&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-7158740968587910278?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7158740968587910278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=7158740968587910278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7158740968587910278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7158740968587910278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/11/22nd-november-2007-second-day-of-guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-1459659922316454900</id><published>2007-11-20T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T00:14:58.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>20th November 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date provided by GaiaOnline :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homg, yay i had my first guitar lesson yesterday! Zana was kind enough to send me a morning message at freaking 8am to wake me up. And when she succeeded, i turned my phone on silent mode and tried to go back to sleep. Try having WTTBP playing in the morning ftw. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this... bastard's car kept honking. Some alarm i think.&lt;br /&gt;And i waited for 5 mins lookind out the window to see who it was. I was hoping the battery would run out or something. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this man in a black and yellow shirt walked to the car, a plastic bag in hand, and he attempted to turn the alarm off. So i assumed that he was the owner. AND WOULD YOU KNOW IT, it didn't work, so he entered the car and drove off. :3&lt;br /&gt;Peace at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went back to sleep, and i woke up at 1pm, lawl, almost late for guitar class. Zana agreed to accompany me!&lt;br /&gt;;_; so touched.&lt;br /&gt;It was a last minute decision and she came all the way from Lavender MRT [she was visiting her grandma]&lt;br /&gt;And then we met, and we went walking around Tampines Mall for a while. We still had half an hour and i was freaking anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought Kerrang! It had an MCR poster. xD Gave Zana this fashion thingy in the mag. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was almost time for guitar lessons, we headed for studio 12, and waited outside, inside was total darkness. xD Zana and i sat next to the door. :x&lt;br /&gt;There were like, 3 boys outside too, one sitting on the bench, seemed like a 10 year old or something. The other two were about mah age, looking at the notice boards.&lt;br /&gt;Then the teacher walked up and asked me if i was there for the guitar lessons.&lt;br /&gt;I said,&lt;br /&gt;"No, i want coffee."&lt;br /&gt;OKAY JOKING.&lt;br /&gt;Yesh, and then we entered the studio, followed by the other dudes, and Zana waited outside. ;_; Thank goodness there was another girl. I mean, 11 people, 2 girls. Where's the love man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the teacher, named Mr Rahman, [same as DnT! ftw. We call him 'Sir'] taught us some chords, E, F, G, D, C... some more i can't rmb. Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;Then he told us how to position the guitar and stuff. Blah Blah, and then he gave us this sheet of paper with these music notes. D: I'm not musically inclined btw, that's why i'm attending the class. xD and it was the beethoven song, Ode to Joy [sp?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone correct me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have to play the whole song this thursday. I have a guitar that's really out of tune cuz i broke a string. My dad attempted to tie it back, and yes, attempted. Now it's out of tune. So i can't practice. Might as well see what comes of it this Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawl, yeah. okay that's all for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?! MCR RELEASED DISENCHANTED?! It's official in Singapore but i don't believe it cuz they said NOTHING of it, and it isn't even on their official site. Not to mention the failing Wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;[yeah it failed me again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama nor it's video is released. Just have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if we're still watching the movie this thursday. I feel very 'extra'. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me if it's so. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned boys and girls! To see Sam fail at guitar this very Thursday! 22nd November 2007!&lt;br /&gt;One day only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;If she decides to blog then. &gt;:3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-1459659922316454900?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1459659922316454900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=1459659922316454900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1459659922316454900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1459659922316454900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/11/20th-november-2007-date-provided-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-5222076317824747628</id><published>2007-11-15T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T17:32:32.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a Thursday, 15th November 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Kimberly, my dear calendar.&lt;br /&gt; &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawl, you can tell i'm so bored and i'm too &lt;s&gt;crazy&lt;/s&gt; lazy to do the request. xD That unlucky fella. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm typing again so you won't see the post below. i'm so evil. Ugh forgot what i was supposed to type again but it was inspired from Anita's blog. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesh, my class. Freaking hell, not many people got in this class but FUCK, SIN WEI LEONG?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He better not bug me otherwise it's hell for him. On a lighter note, i have FAZLIANA! EILEEN! AND ZANNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh, so i'm not that alone now. That's probably all i have to say. So it's gunna be sketchy sketchy during Chinese lessons and Lonely days. = = Kim come to my class dammit why you go 2/10. D'OH!&lt;br /&gt;STUPID RANDOM ARRANGEMENTS. DAMN TEACHERS.&lt;br /&gt;CURSE THE WORLD&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS LIFE SO DAMN SWEET [SOMEONE ADD SALT]&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN GUITAR LESSONS NEXT WEEK&lt;br /&gt;HAVE TO STUDY&lt;br /&gt;WHY&lt;br /&gt;WHY&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HEL---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-connection lost; please restart your server-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-5222076317824747628?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5222076317824747628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=5222076317824747628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5222076317824747628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5222076317824747628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-is-thursday-15th-november-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6213941960730493176</id><published>2007-11-15T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:39:45.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Has lost Track of days; so there will be no date-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawl, i'm still alive and i'm updating. Last time someone told me to update my blog was last week.... Cherie i think. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cherie! Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's the freaking holidays now and i'm not so free to go because my hell of a father went back on his promise saying that i could do anything i want.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i have to do 4 hours a day of studies, and i can't use the computer often. But hell, i don't care i won't believe him any longer. It's driving me fucking crazy and one day i might not be able to take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, i have been to Sungei Buloh, The Class Party, and  i'm too lazy to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;AND, it was Amanda's birthday this monday! She had an awesome party on Sunday night. And i loved her waffles. Yesh. Waffles.&lt;br /&gt;We got to hear the princesses sing their hearts out, while i watched on with envy &gt;3 And then i went gaia-ing with Kim on her computer and Kim taught me a few skills on paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which lead to another thing, i have been practicing; and finally i joint shop with them on Gaia! W00t! Now i earn moar gold. &gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, 'mama', the single by My Chemical Romance is being released tomorrow, unless Gerard pushes it back a couple more days. (OH COME ON RELEASE IT ALREADY)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i'm so psyched about it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND BOB, GOD, BOB. He broke his wrist recently, and it wasn't good. He said the pain in his wrist had been going on for a long time now, and obviously he pushed it too far. OH WHY. I hope he gets better. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is not getting better, and i have to practice more on drawing = = losing... skills. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh, and i have been roleplaying with Si Min! It's this really serious story about vampires, and... she has her uber cool characters with uber profound english that i have to keep up with. D: Why do i feel so small. And then, there's MY characters who are played by MCR because i'm one lazy asshole too lazy to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to do the 100-picture challenge, the Fashion Design Challenge, and teh Fanfiction Challenge. i hope i'll be able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I still want a tablet and scanner.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it drops down from the sky because Daddy Dearest won't want me to buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Life Life Life Life Life Life is sweeeeeeeett. If you know how to lead it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawl depressing post and i don't think anyone was reading it because THERE WAS NO INCLUDING OF CAPS LOCK SO HERE IT IS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i'm so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/rant&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The hardest part, the awful things that -- I've seen.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6213941960730493176?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6213941960730493176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6213941960730493176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6213941960730493176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6213941960730493176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/11/has-lost-track-of-days-so-there-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-5709509213807690683</id><published>2007-10-23T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T18:12:21.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>23rd October 2007&lt;br /&gt;Eek. STARS. The whole day. I'm so shaken right now. @_@&lt;br /&gt;I almost died. Of boredom. Damn STARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did all sorts of stuff. Like, planning for our secondary 2 STARS project, affecting the school, and doing our LAST REFLECTION. WOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And during recess, we got our class photos! Imma cancel off my face because i look like shit. xD&lt;br /&gt;Then after recess, we headed to the auditorium to ... be the audience of the STARS presentation. Anita's group presented!! WOO! But we came in 2nd Runner Up. xD Better than nothing eh. They got moneh~~ $_$&lt;br /&gt;More like book vouchers but what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, Anita really wants the Paramore Album.&lt;br /&gt;Arghh, just finished with my halloween outfit on Gaia. i'm going as Helena. xD They don't have the exact dress so i won't look like her. 7000 gold altogether i think. :x&lt;br /&gt;Kim wants to meet at my house during halloween, so all 1/1 Gaia-ers... yeah, you'd find us there. i'm so bankrupt i'm playing an insane puzzle because i need to buy house deco and upgrade it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what else to type. i'm so lazy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. Sungei Buloh trip tomorrow. :D about 10/20 of the gurls are going only!! D: They're afraid of the mud, too tired or say it's too expensive. D: But c'mon, nature!!~ Yeah well, i don't know whether to wear the class tee or PE shirt. Class Tee I think. Oh Well. I'll type bout the trip tomorrow then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAWD. Forgot to clean out my hamster cage again. I think she's dying. SHHH...&lt;br /&gt;I'll clean it tomorrow. I promise.&lt;br /&gt;If I remember.&lt;br /&gt;Or Maybe Next Week.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, she'll last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-5709509213807690683?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5709509213807690683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=5709509213807690683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5709509213807690683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5709509213807690683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/10/23rd-october-2007-eek.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-609377612136404633</id><published>2007-10-22T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T21:38:57.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quiz.&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged you was: Cherie&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is?: Best Friend :D&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impression of him/her: Green, Cheerful, Sharp Nails, Loud Voice, Random&lt;br /&gt;4. Most memorable thing he/she has done for you: Fun Talks of randomness and bitch hair fights.&lt;br /&gt;5. Most memorable words he/she has said to you: "SAM WHY YOU SO LIDDAT?!" -gives me a push after that-&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, you will: Ew, Last i thought, Cherie wasn't lesbian!!&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she will have to improve on will be: [pls read above]&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will: Turn the bitch hair fights into more agressive ones? LOL. But not possible, Cherie's so fun to be with!&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be: ... The fights or something i said? I have a big mouth.&lt;br /&gt;10. The thing you desire to do most for him/her would be: Draw more improved pictures for her!&lt;br /&gt;11. Overall impression of him/her: Cheerfully wonderfully randomly best friend. (:&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you will feel about you: "CRAZY WOMAN!" [if you have yet to know me]&lt;br /&gt;13. A character trait you love about yourself: Random-ness&lt;br /&gt;14. A character trait you hate about yourself: Slacks too much. xD&lt;br /&gt;15. Person you want to be: a smarter person. -duh&lt;br /&gt;16. Say something to the people who care for you: Thank you?&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people to know what they feel about you. In no particular order....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Cherie!! [REVENGE! MWAHAHAHAAHAAA!!]&lt;br /&gt;2: Jody&lt;br /&gt;3: Kimberly&lt;br /&gt;4: Wynn&lt;br /&gt;5: Nadiah&lt;br /&gt;6: Charmine&lt;br /&gt;7: Cheryl Cheng&lt;br /&gt;8: Isaac&lt;br /&gt;9: Geng Hao&lt;br /&gt;10: Ming Xuan&lt;br /&gt;11. Zana&lt;br /&gt;12. Anita&lt;br /&gt;^ Lol, just adding for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #6 having a relationship with?: Charmine&lt;br /&gt;-not sure? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #9 a male or female?: Geng Hao. Teh transexual. xD okok, male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If #7 and #10 are together, will it be good?: Cheryl Cheng and Ming Xuan?&lt;br /&gt;HMM.... depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #8 and #5?: Isaac and Nadiah?&lt;br /&gt;They don't know each other. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is #2 studying about?: Jody&lt;br /&gt;... STUFF. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to #3?: Kimberly&lt;br /&gt;After my bath when this lightning struck. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music does #8 like?: Isaac?&lt;br /&gt;Uhm... I dunno, techno? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 have any siblings?: Cherie&lt;br /&gt;YESH. Zann!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you woo #3?: Kimberly&lt;br /&gt;HOMG. xDDD roflmao We're practically half sisters mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #7?: Cheryl Cheng&lt;br /&gt;I won't do anything stupid to my friends. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #4 single?: Wynn&lt;br /&gt;I dunno... MAYBEEEE... and maybe not. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #5's surname?: Uhmm&lt;br /&gt;Ayuni Nadiah? :D Ayuni i think. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #10's?: Ming Xuan?&lt;br /&gt;HMM. Uhh... Lau Ming Xuan right? Lau Ming Rui and LMX, the sweet couple. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4's hobby?: Wynn&lt;br /&gt;UHH. Text Messaging? NO NO. Decorating STUFF. UHM. ER. Talking! NONO! Scoring high marks. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do #5 and #9 get along?: Nadiah and Geng Hao&lt;br /&gt;Do not know each other. But i think Nadiah wouldn't like Geng Hao. They'd have some english fight i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #2 study at?: Jody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;My House&lt;/strike&gt; Tampines Secondary! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say something casual about #1: Cherie&lt;br /&gt;A tigeress that wants to save the environment with me the sandwich. WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hove you tried developing feelings for #8?: Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;Never tried for anything the opposite sex. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wher does #9 live?: Geng Hao&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore, i'm sure he has a house. But i don't wanna know where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are #5 and #1 best friends?: Nadiah and Cherie.&lt;br /&gt;Do not know each other, but i think they'd get along well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #7 like #2?: Cheryl Cheng and Jody&lt;br /&gt;Haha. They get along so darn well. BUT NOT IN &lt;b&gt;THAT&lt;/b&gt; WAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get to know #2?: Jody&lt;br /&gt;FATE. Ahaha. Skool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 have any pets?: She wants to have a tiger if i'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #7 the sexiest person in the world?: Cheryl Cheng&lt;br /&gt;YOU BET SHE IS. CHERYL CHENG ALERT!!&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S SO HOT SHE CAUSES GLOBAL WARMING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end.&lt;br /&gt;-WOO. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-609377612136404633?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/609377612136404633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=609377612136404633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/609377612136404633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/609377612136404633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/10/quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6052131099375704509</id><published>2007-10-17T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T21:04:05.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>19th October 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, i didn't posted for 2 days. Sorry. It's the SIMS' fault i swear!! I just created the 'Way family' Haha. Gerard and Mikey. And i didn't ruin the family. But they kinda hate each other and are kinda anti-social. D: Trying to improve that. Mikey's a recruit! Gawd, he got promoted on the first day cuz his mood was so good and Gerard's a subway musician. Bought this damn $580 guitar set for him. But now they're both depressed!! WTFFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. My brother's has guard duty at camp tonight, so me hogs computer. [hugs computer]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEKEEKK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Raffles Place on Monday, and the comic store there didn't sell The Umbrella Academy. TTwTT It's the only realistic comic store around and they don't have it!! NUUUUUUUUU!!! I guess i have to rely on Amazon or ebay now. But i'm only thirteen and i have no credit card. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, so i was there really early, about... 10am when i reached there. I'm so crazy. My dad gave my mom and i a lift. :D So i ended up at HMV. MCR didn't release anything new. Except fer that "piano tribute" to MCR. $32. No freaking way. D: But other than that, i bought the 2nd paramore album! AND AN MCR CALENDARR!!!!! Fer $19.95. I got killed by my mom after that. But the pictures were so pwetty. o3o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to follow my mom around the mall going shopping and all because she bought the calendar for me. Argh. I managed to glue myself to the bookshop. Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what happened for the rest of the week. OH YEAH. Results. My results suck. But i'll state them anyway. No paper here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results: [INCLUDING Holistic]&lt;br /&gt;English - 60/100&lt;br /&gt;Maths - 62/100 or something like that&lt;br /&gt;Science - 66/100 or something like that&lt;br /&gt;Chinese 58/100&lt;br /&gt;Geography - 77/100&lt;br /&gt;Literature - 80/100&lt;br /&gt;Art - 72/100&lt;br /&gt;Holistic- 83/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily i decided to stop going for CCA at THE END OF THE YEAR. i'm so smart. haha. Imma get my parents to talk to the teachers to get me out of that CCA. Don't gimme that shit about me not taking responsibility, i'll give you a big punch in the damn face. The activity is driving me depressed and nuts and i'm about to go crazy trying not to show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, you notice i'm always so happy, but i never am. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee~~ I bring shame to students around the world with bad results. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooookay. I don't see anything else here, but Cherie just tagged me with this Quiz. DAMN YOU CHERIE. I need to earn gold on Gaia.&lt;br /&gt;But might as well do it now.&lt;br /&gt;In another post.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Next week.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;connection&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6052131099375704509?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6052131099375704509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6052131099375704509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6052131099375704509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6052131099375704509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/10/19th-october-2007-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-146463275596211699</id><published>2007-10-15T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T01:33:33.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A New Day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. We went to Tampines Mall today [AGAIN] I'm so sick and tired of that place. TT3TT And i ate japanese! Woo!~ Chicken Teriyaki. All because the damn stall selling carrot cake stopped selling it. WHY??! My life is ruined. Now, if you actually look at the stall, it has no business. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA. Carrot Cake pwnz you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESH! So after lunch, my dad went to buy prunes and had a hard time choosing from the wide variety of at least 15-20 of them. LOL. he couldn't remember which one he had bought from malaysia. Until we bought half a packet of a particular prune, my mom and i tasted another one and woot! That was the original. So we wasted money again. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we followed my mom to purchase her phone. [Had to trade in my old Sony Ericsson] RIP SONY!! D: And she bought a brand new one of the same brand. D: It's so pretty and has a 2GB Memory Stick. FTW! She's gonna need help with the phone. coughFROMcoughcoughMEcoughcough. Maybe i should start charging. &gt;_&gt; And then she thought there was this promotion going on and that she had to pay $98 only. But you know phone companies nowadays are so damn cheapskate. She ended up paying $298 because she didn't read the fine print. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip #1 on buying phones - Don't listen to husband/dad. FOLLOW YE HEART. [wtf] xD&lt;br /&gt;Tip #2 on buying phones - READ FINE PRINT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Then we went on a grocery spree and we bought so much vegetables. NUUU!! I hate vegetables. There was this trolley full of it. So many other stuff. Another $100+ gone on groceries. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to catch a movie but i had to carry all the groceries. [Including the damn 10kg sack of rice + 3.5kg laundry powder] AHH MY BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my brother bought this SIMS complete collection game! AND IT WORKED ON OUR COMPUTER!! Miracles. :D It's this sweet expansion pack for SIMS which has 7 expansion packs and SIMS for $50 only. I ended up paying $25. [COULDN'T ESCAPE!] D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my brother screwed up on the tutorial and ruined someone's life. Bob and Betty. xD&lt;br /&gt;No not bob bryar!! If it was, Xuan Yun would kill me! I wanna make an MCR family though. ...&lt;br /&gt;SO I PLAYED GAIA! After my brother went to sleep. D: Until now. YESH. 1.30am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo! No school tomorrow! And i'm going to get the Paramore album! :D&lt;br /&gt;Time fer some shut aye~ AYEEE~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;[snore]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-146463275596211699?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/146463275596211699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=146463275596211699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/146463275596211699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/146463275596211699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-day-d-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-1822871935049226792</id><published>2007-10-13T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:49:23.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aww!!! Today was super awesome! My new neighbours gave us some delicacies saying it was Hari Raya and all, and we gave them some chocolate. :D Woo!~ Festive Seasons!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And then my dad brought my family and i to lunch. I had some Nasi Lemak, which was awesome. After which, he brought me to a place where he said he would bring me after the exams. A PLACE THAT I HAD PLANNED TO GO THE DAY BEFORE. D&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yes, bugis street. Xuan Yun, Amanda, Wai Yee, Wynn and Kimberly went there on Friday and told me to go but my grandma said there were alot of pickpockets and my dad said that i would get lost. TT3TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Turns out it was really Bugis Street. D: AND I GOT ANOTHER MCR T-SHIRT! WOO!~ I had this other that i saw which looked really nice and it was the only shirt that looked original but it was only available in Large Size, which would look like pajamas if i put it on. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;MCR Shirt = $10 = worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AND IT SMELLS LIKE CAKE! [but gramma says it smells like cuttlefish]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;BUT WHAT CAN BE BETTER THAN CUTTLEFISH SMELLING LIKE CAKE? WOO!~ An MCR t-shirt at that. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Eeeeee... And then i got some 80 cents Ice Cream. And damn the weather was hot. Although it looked like it was going to rain. Mother Nature is really playing tricks on us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I don't know if Xuan Yun saw the MCR t-shirts. There were alot. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ooh, i'm gonna catch a movie tomorrow but i don't know what. There're no nice shows now!! It's all NC-16. [what's up with that?] It's just people getting sliced into pieces, nothing scary. D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;[WHAT IN THE WORLD HAPPENED TO PG-13 MOVIES??!] i don't see them around anymore. D: D: D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ahh well, i gotta earn more gold on Gaia now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, if you gotsa account and you have gold! Donate it to me or &lt;a href="http://worldofundeads.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimberly! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-1822871935049226792?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1822871935049226792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=1822871935049226792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1822871935049226792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1822871935049226792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/10/aww-today-was-super-awesome-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-1214409647982155639</id><published>2007-10-12T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T17:34:41.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO!~</title><content type='html'>Hell Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I finally updated my blog! And the skin! And my back hurts all because of this! D:&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been like 3 months since i last updated. D: But i managed to save my blog from the face of death. AND IT'S BACK. IT'S BIGGER, IT'S BADDER, AND IT'S OUT FER REVENGE! &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really happened over the past 3 months but woot! EOY is OVERR!!! That's all that matters. I can die in peace now. -3-&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, but i got 24/40 for maths paper 1 and i need another 46 marks to get a distinction!!! And i really want to see MCR at the end of the year[if they are coming]. I need all A's!! Except for Chinese. I suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EGWREHGYWAsgafasetg!! @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to type about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we [me,xuan yun and wynn]went to Amanda's house yesterday to celebrate the end of the EOY. And man, her dad was super kind. He drove us to get our lunch, and even offered to pay for us. But we had to refuse. And then i ended up blasting $2 on chicken rice and another... [$3.50+$1.50] on a big bag of chips and H20 apple, that i ended up eating all by myself. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we hung around in Amanda's room after lunch. She had some construction workers working on her roof and she was complaining it was noisy. [Amanda, you haven't experienced noisy yet. Come stay at my house! 8D]&lt;br /&gt;So she started blasting MCR on her ipod cuz she knew Xuan Yun and i liked them. Pity she only had 2 songs. So Xuann Yun started singing BEAUTIFULLY, like a sweet angel. until it was time to pick wynn. She insisted on going home to change first. But we managed to get her to bring some chocolate marshmellows too. WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after we picked wynn up, we went back to Amanda's place. We planned to watch SAW II, But SOMEONE [you know who you are] was too scared. So the rest of them started singing Karaoke{sp?} while i sat there to watch. Because i suck at singing. BWAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAAA!!!!!!!!111111oneoneone~~&lt;br /&gt;And then i went to their dining room to play darts but for some reason, I KEPT MISSING ON THE SECOND THROW! D: There must be some unknown force trying to get me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i dropped one of the darts in the living room because of my super bad aim[living room is on the right,i was supposed to aim straight] and then i walked down the three steps to the living room only to slip and fall on my butt on the last step. GOD IT HURTS. Yes it still hurts even though i don't show it cuz i don't really show anything but happiness. cough. LOL. SO YEAH. I got home and i couldn't bend over; i don't think it's my spine but the sides[GASP MY KIDNEYS! D:] and today it still hurts a little but urm... YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Air baboom family invited me to go shopping with them at Bugis but my dad wouldn't allow. And Kim messaged me just now telling me that she was being dragged from shop to shop! HARHAR. Thank goodness i didn't go. There was a major storm just a few hours ago, and this lightning beam striked right in front of my house. D: And thunder. When i was doing this damn blog. D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Eek. So i was on the computer the whole day. Whole freaking day. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get on gaia now!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOSSHHH~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-1214409647982155639?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1214409647982155639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=1214409647982155639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1214409647982155639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1214409647982155639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/10/woo.html' title='WOO!~'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-2118395228342969661</id><published>2007-06-19T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:57:19.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage"&gt;My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com&lt;/a&gt;. Get one for yourself.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/RneOyk19kZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sK9ThIWK9XY/s400/be673da982d0ecfceb5102379f429b51b957100a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-2118395228342969661?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2118395228342969661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=2118395228342969661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2118395228342969661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2118395228342969661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='My Celebrity Look-alikes'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/RneOyk19kZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sK9ThIWK9XY/s72-c/be673da982d0ecfceb5102379f429b51b957100a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-6008292979085105370</id><published>2007-06-04T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T14:27:08.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw you HATERS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DAMMIT.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've been surfing the internet long enough to find enough effing shit about idiots bragging and telling us that My Chemical Romance/Fall Out Boy/mostly bands that wear heavy eyeliner. SUCK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like go to freaking hell assholes, they don't even listen to the music properly and they go around saying THEY SUCK THEY SUCK. Like effing retards. Don't you just feel like punching them in the face? (Hoping their mouths go crooked at that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why can't they just understand that people have their own liking for music?? Everyone has their own TASTES. Not everyone shares the same effing liking for music. GET THAT OKAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then, i come across all these posts saying that those bands are EMO, and those people who listen to them are EMO and that we shold all go to hell. They say the lyrics are all depressing and that all of us who listen to them are just retards that cry and make the world an unhappy place. WELL RETARDS. If you want the world to be a HAPPY place, why don't you just get off your ass and start HELPING PEOPLE TODAY. It's way better than just sitting there and ranting about how EMO others are. WHICH THEY ARE NOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;URGH . dudes. sorry, i just felt that i had to type this out. Whatever. Ignore it for all i care. &gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-MAKE THE WORLD A HAPPIER PLACE TODAY, HELP THE NEEDY, TALK TO SOMEONE, JUST DO SOMETHING NICE. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Damn, if you really listen to the music and actually READ the lyrics, they're not depressing and shit. They actually help you, it's really uplifting. (: Maybe you should try! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Sam 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6008292979085105370?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6008292979085105370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6008292979085105370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6008292979085105370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6008292979085105370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/06/screw-you-haters.html' title='Screw you HATERS.'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-1773168841571941529</id><published>2007-05-11T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T16:48:41.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hashbrown in happy!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMGWTFLOLBBQSAUCEWITHKETCHUP; &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, i know, I'm POSTING AGAIN! I'm so sorry i ignored you for so long blog! But my parents didn't let me use the computer cuz there was the damn mid years, &lt;strong&gt;BUT IT'S OVER!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daughtry's "it's not over" song plays in background*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; WTF, OF COURSE IT'S OVER! SHUT THE HELL UP MAN! &lt;em&gt;*switches radio channel*&lt;/em&gt; YAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I finished the examinations today, with art wrapping it up, i think i totally screwed and drew something out of the question but hell, IT'S OVER! &lt;em&gt;*eyes radio* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Man, i feel like imma spam y'all with a super long post today, but my keyboard's being a bitch, but i'll try. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, i totally obsessed myself with MCR yesterday, i don't know what's happening to me but crap! I'm listening to that disc over and over again, and watching all videos involving them, and uhh... singing along in a totally off-pitch voice. Says Christy. &lt;em&gt;Stupid darn..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Christy: I HEARD THAT! *christy is my one of imaginary friends that i'll introduce l8r*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am so obsessed with MCR i don't know what to do, other than listen to their songs and watch their videos and read about them and get mega obsessed over and over again, and draw stupid pictures that is so ugly and thinks that me is gonna start a real darn comic sometime even though i can't draw a proper comic strip and i don't have enough time and AW CRAP! AIR!!! *takes in deep breath*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND YAY! I JUST HEARD ON THE RADIO THAT MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE SONG IS COMING UP ON RADIO!!!!!!!! &gt;_&gt; ARGH!! I'M OBSESSED AND KIM'S SLAPPING,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DOES NOT HELP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[kim, i hope you're reading this, so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP FREAKIN SLAPPING ME.&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt; ]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;meow. Augh, obsessedobsessedobsessed. DAMN YOU FREAKING BAND FOR BEING SO GOOD AND HAVING ME SO DAMN OBSESSED, DAMN YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AUGHHHHHH!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i feel that i'm really typing crap here, so let me rant about what i found about MCR over the internet... YEAH FALL ASLEEP PEOPLE! *throws pillow into air* &lt;em&gt;damn i missed. *curses*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well firstly, *flips through stack of notes* I AM OBSESSED, SO OBSESSED I TOLD YOU UPTEEN TIMES. AND UGH! STOP STARING AT ME GWEN STEFANI POSTER! *pin-points poster* HOLY -beep- DID SHE JUST WINK AT ME???!!! AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111oneoneone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-please standby as we're having some technical diffiulties- *beep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-blink- where was i? oh yeah. PEOPLE, THE INTERNET DRIVES YOU EFFING CRAZY, IT IS EVIL!! [p.s getting yourself obsessed with something is NOT GOOD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eek. Totally. And i might be going crazy so i suggest that if you ever see me,&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; keep 10 meters away!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Crap, so much for my ranting. i forgot what the crap i made this post for. Nguh! It's all so frustrating!! But the exams are over! But the results are gonna be out soon and all. AND FREAK! I'M SO GONNA FAIL MEH MATHS!! TT_TT i didn't manage to finish 2 questions and i think i wrote crap for the other questions. I'm DOOMED. But Art wrapped up the exams. I drew something really- WAIT, did i tell you this before? Hell. DAMN! URGH. -gimme a min- *tears up stack of paper and throws them aside*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OKAY, LET'S START OVER. The exams are finished, done. WHATEVER. AND I WENT TO KIMBERLY'S HOUSE TODAY! With Xuan Yun and all. And it was so fun and huge! Go to pinkfiresfries.blogspot.com to ask her for details on how me and xuan yun bored the friggin shit outta her by singing off pitch-edly and obsessing ourselves with MCR, sorry kim! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But anyhow, i came back and totally somehow, enjoyed myself. With the computer and by drawing! Stupid characters and all. Then i got obsessed with MCR on the computer, and omgosh, go to wikiquote.org and type in the search box, 'frank iero' and read all the funny lil quotes and ignore the eff words. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Originally i wanted to tell you all about the lazy friggin shit i did before the mid-years but i'm so too lazy to type. Plus, my hamster cage stinks, (havent washed it for 1 1/2 months now) And my dad's gonna throw it out if i dun wash it by today so..... MY HAND IS GONNA GET BACTERIALISED! WOO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-signs off ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-1773168841571941529?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1773168841571941529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=1773168841571941529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1773168841571941529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1773168841571941529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/05/hashbrown-in-happy-d.html' title='Hashbrown in happy!! :D'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-7235946135985472354</id><published>2007-04-23T14:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T14:05:33.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ meh videos. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='510' width='450'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/pl/w5fVdrGa7v/aus=false/' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='510' width='450' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/pl/w5fVdrGa7v/aus=false/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Yay!! I ♥♥ these videos!! And imma post more next time. For you to see and make your comp lagg like never before!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!! (me evil) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-7235946135985472354?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7235946135985472354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=7235946135985472354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7235946135985472354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/7235946135985472354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-meh-videos-d.html' title='I ♥ meh videos. :D'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-6775143614998355095</id><published>2007-04-14T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:31:45.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOLISH MORTAL!!! *girlish scream at end*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14th April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay! I'm finally updating!! I know 98.9% of you feel like killing/strangling/stabbing/whatevertypesofkillingmethods right now, but shut up or i'll bite you. :D Thanks to all the 1.1% out there who're so patient. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OKAY! Back to the post. I'll try to make a really long one so you can listen to my new updated playlist while you read. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WELL WELL WELL. Nothing much happened from 26th March to 29th March. Nothing that i know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of that is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But on the 30th of March, we went on a history field trip to the Ancient Civilisation Musuem(ACM). I hate to be talking about this right now. It's so.... Eek... &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We went there in the morning, but one of our classmates, Meng Jun, didn't pass up the form, so she couldn't go. So we took the school bus there. And they issued us this worksheet, that said, "STOP THE HAUNTINGS AT ACM!" I only read it when we were almost there, but MAN, it's all the creepy stuff. But noone noticed the fine print at the end of the worksheet that said, "&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All sightings and posts are fictional and made up. If you wish to play this game, please call: _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;UNTIL I TOLD THEM. So most of them stopped freaking out. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But when we went in, the first part of the gallery, there were all these ancient masks and vases and stuff. Well, Nadia, a friend of ours, took this picture of an Ancient vase near the entrance. And when the picture came out, there was 3 white long figures on the vase. I didn't see that one. But WHOA, freakish. Nadia told teacher and all, then deleted the picture of course, who'd wanna keep that kinda stuff? *Random guy jumps outta audience* &lt;strong&gt;"I DO!!"&lt;/strong&gt; *Smacks guy on head* Oh don't interrupt! &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, so we headed on to the South-East Asia Gallery, where we saw this old carraige with it's door open. Nadia found it interesting and took a picture of it. O_o I wasn't there with her, but i saw the carraige too. It was ancient and stuff. And wooden. There was a wall behind it and all. Then Nadia freaked out again. ANOTHER, i repeat ANOTHER hand appeared in the picture. AHH!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This time, i saw it, and it wasn't any blur thing or whatever. IT WAS A WHITE HAND!!!!! And we showed it to teacher. Teacher freaked too. At least we didn't feel so left out. :)  So teacher told Nadia not to worry as she has her religion and own beliefs and stuff. So me and French Fries were trying to comfort Nadia and stuff. And i was like, "HOLY -beep!- I'M A FREAKIN' FREE-THINKER!!! WHAT SHOULD I DO???!!" Then me and French Fries freaked out, cuz we were free thinkers. AUGH! WHAT SHOULD I DO??! *Random guy jumps outta audience AGAIN,* "OOH! PICK ME! PICK ME!" *smacks guy again* It was a rhetorical question dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, after that, we went home and stuff. o.o Oh Well. Kinda creepy. O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1st April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE APRIL FOOLS WAS ON A SUNDAY!!! WHERE'S THE FREAKING FUN IN THAT??!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2nd April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;IT'S RUI YING'S BDAE! HAPPY BDAE GURL!!!! I hope you like the strawberry plushie. Cuz i like it too. &gt;_&lt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4th April 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OMGOSH!!!!!!!!!! MEH BDAE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D *squeels* It was a great day! Plus, I was wearing my NCDCC uniform to school! YAY!  So i went to school in the morning, and my sleeve was dropping!! So much for folding. TT_TT  Not many were there when i reached. But Joelle came and gave me tigger!! TIGGER!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, so i went off to the passageway to ask the seniors to help us fold our sleeves properly, they said mine was okay, BUT MY COLLAR WASN'T STARCHED. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then i went to class, and shu qi and angela gave me this SUPER KYUTE TURTLE KEYCHAIN EACH!!!!! *squeels* Then Xuan Yun gave me this lil' notebook! YAY! COLLECTION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ahahahaha!!! =_=ll BTW, French Fries gave me a little memo pad, SUPER EARLY! so i doodled in it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well then, i dunnoe if i received anymore presentson &lt;strong&gt;that day&lt;/strong&gt;, i can't remember!! STOP BUGGING ME!!! *aims water gun at all of you*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the afternoon, we went to CDA (civil defence academy), and it was so fun!! We went there by school bus, and i was hoping i could get a little peace so i could listen to some music, but maam had us sing all types of campfire songs that josiah led. And i ended up being the one singing the loudest. We got to learn about the different fire alarms and smoke detectors and heat detectors, and stuff, and we saw the different water sprinklers and stuff, and uhh- *pauses*- AND of course, the different fire extinguishers. There was one that was like a push-cart cuz it was MEGA BIG, and SUPER HEAVY, like, 50kg plus or something. Then after that, they wanted to show us how a short circuit would be like, and maam told us there would be a small lil explosion and some of us got scared, but FORTUNATELY, the thingy didn't work. YAY! Then they brought us to the furnace, this really tall building that was like a flat, that was probably made for tranining. From the 3rd level onwards, the walls were all burnt black, the place where they were brought for training and stuff, but too bad they didn't bring us there, instead, to the 2nd level where we entered this airconditioned room. They called it the smoke room. UGH! Then they released vegetable oil smoke. o.o The type you use for cooking? O_o i wonder how they got that. Oh Well, so they released the smoke into the room. Fortunately it was not black. It was white. There was a little at first, i didn't think that there would be so much that the whole room was white, i couldnt even see the person next to me. WHOA. so like, when the room was totally engulfed with white smoke, the sir at the academy was reaching for the door (where i was standing near to) and he was like, "Eh-? Where's the door?" It was so smoky we could not see anything. And i was thinking, "HOLY CRUD! WHERE'S THE DOOR??! HE DOESN'T KNOW WHERE'S THE DOOR! WE'RE DOOMED!!!!!!! FREAKIN SHIT!" So i stepped away from the door and stepped on someone's foot, they never knew who did it. ^^ So he opened the door to another room. (air conditioned) And we were told to fall in, in that room, but he opened the door so wide the smoke from the first room went into the second room and everything went topsy-turvy and there was chaos. So maam was like, oh nvm, then the guy opened the door and all of us ran down the stairs to outside. OMGOSH FRESH AIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I never knew it tasted so sweet. TT_TT I loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And after that, we all went home!! Yay! And that's the end of April 4th!  YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then from 5th April - 12th April, i received lotsa presents. Wai Yee gave me a kyute teddy bear, Pherenice a ceramic gift box, and a card each, and another card from eileen, and a monkey cushion that can transform into a doggy squishee by the names of velcro, from Anita and Jeraldine, (how sweet). A monkey bookmark from Yan Yi, A BFF magnet from Cherie :D, A stuffed turtle from Rui Ying, A lil diary from Charmine, and... uhh... i dun think there's anymore, 'cept for the comic books from meh parents, and the 100 bucks from granny, and the 20bucks from meh brother. And uhh, the 60 bucks from meh auntie, and uhh. NO MORE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And on 12th April 2007, it was NCDCC day. and we had to wear our uniforms, and there was PE that day! We said the NCDCC pledge  and all, and we marched off, and sir talked to us at the back while the school had some sharing, and then we went to class, and i was totally too lazy to change back into NCDCC uniform,  and i couldn't find my garters, so i couldn't. Oh Well. Then, we had to go home after that, and it was raining pretty heavily after class, So me and kimberly stayed in school for a while after my lit practice, WOW! So fun, we just sat there and read books. Then after that, 4 plus, we attempted to get to the bus stop, and we cut through the blocks and stuff, BUT IT WAS RAINING SO HEAVILY WITH LIGHTNING AND THUNDER!!! ARGH! But we managed to survive. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;AUGH! And YESTERDAY, we took our NAPFA test, i sucked at the standing broad jump. But i did 42 sit ups, and man, it hurts to laugh toda....TT_TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But overall, despite failing the 2.4 and standing broad jump. I GOT SILVER!!!!!!!! WOOOO!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, Well, tis the end of my SUPER loooooooooooooooooooooong post, and my brother's nagging, so i hafta go. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Hashbrown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-6775143614998355095?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6775143614998355095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=6775143614998355095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6775143614998355095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/6775143614998355095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/04/foolish-mortal-girlish-scream-at-end.html' title='FOOLISH MORTAL!!! *girlish scream at end*'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-1871171554798281524</id><published>2007-03-26T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:41:47.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat all you want buffet restraunt (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25th March 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Omg, today, my auntie and my kaima took me out for lunch, it was so amazingly brilliant! She brought us to this "FAmily International Buffet" restraunt to have lunch, it was originally named "Pariss" but they changed their food into halal, so they changed the name and stuff. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's in tampines mall, the 3rd level, next to the M1 shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Charged $12 for 12 and below and $22-$24 for 13 and above. o.o BUT IT'S EAT ALL YOU WANT! all i need to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I went for a round of sushi first, then sashimi, and some western, and then some hainanese chicken rice, and then some more western, and then some dim sum, and then some fruits, and then ice cream, and then cake and then for a 5th round of drinks and another round of western, and then ice cream and then cake.... and then we finally finished. (: (Oh, that was my orders. o.o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After that we went to times, to look at books but not buy, which is also known as windows shopping, but i'm typing more for random fun. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, then, we went to collect our auntie's doggy. (: But he wasnt ready. SO WE WENT TO IKEA!!!!!! WOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We walked around and around. I really liked those showrooms. i want my future house to be like dat. (: Then after that, we went to have beef balls and chicken wings. Omg, delicious. And you would wonder why i'm eating again. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after that, it was about 6.47, so we went to collect doggy! He kept jumping all over me. So cute!! Aww....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But it was time to go home! ): (again)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh Well. The End then, though i hate to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*Hashbrown lives to eat. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-1871171554798281524?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1871171554798281524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=1871171554798281524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1871171554798281524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/1871171554798281524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/03/eat-all-you-want-buffet-restraunt.html' title='Eat all you want buffet restraunt (:'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-213131561913879490</id><published>2007-03-24T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:57:20.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LaGgG...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/RgUwGhNO4_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/a6-7gw9WeG8/s1600-h/ARGH.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045491846089729010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/RgUwGhNO4_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/a6-7gw9WeG8/s400/ARGH.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like OMGosh, totally not funny. My computer is lagging enough and i do not need your adding to it. &gt;_&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My computer is slow enough!! Pity me and buy me a new one. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Argh!! I'm just trying to post a post in my blog, and check some mail in deviantart, and i logged into mesenger. AND, PEOPLE START SPAMMING INTO ME!!! ARGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WTFish, CHEESE THEM!!! If you're one of them or any of my contacts, DO NOT EVER DO THIS!!! Stop saying "oi, sam. oi, sam. oi, sam" in the conversation!!! I'm trying really hard to have so many programs open already! T_T, i just want some peace and quiet. Ugh! Meanies!! *turns and sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-♥-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OH WELL. Back to reality and shit. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I woke up early at 6am this SATURDAY. yes, SATURDAY. you heard me right. I was going to malaysia to pay respects to my ancestors. Lol. So daddy drove us to the ferry terminal. And we had to book tickets ourselves as he was going to Hawaii for a week! (YAY!coughcomputercough) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yar, so we took the ferry there, and i was sitting near the window. And OMGosh, like, halfway through the ride, a cute little nymph of a cockroach crawled out of the side of the chair and onto the little wall. And started climbing all over. Okay, i admit, i got shocked when it crawled out in the first place... o.o Hey, who wouldn't if a little bug suddenly pops outta your seat??! *shifty eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The woman beside me was sleeping at first, but when she woke up and saw a SMALLER baby cockroach, she flung out a piece of tissue paper and squished it. (man she was fast) Poor cockroach... But okay, there were many more... And we only reached our destination 1hr later... o.o OMGosh yes, i had to endure with the cockroaches and no radio for the period of time. T_T It was horrible but all i had was my mint sweet in my mouth... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So like, we FINALLY reached Sebana (the port). OMGosh, i think i was fried alive. THE SUN WAS SO DARN BRIGHT AND... SHINY!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ya, so we had to check into the custom and stuff, and my grandma said her cousin, which i think is my granduncle, was waiting for us outside with his CAR... and actually i thought they were all kinda poor and stuff. But WHOA, SUV. *jaw drops* Toyota at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh Well, so he drove us to breakfast and stuff, but granny ended up paying... &gt;_&gt; And after that, we went to buy joss paper and joss sticks. Whoa, and then granny wanted to buy a 1.5 litre bottle of 7-up. (weird. &gt;_&gt;) Well, it turned out that it was a subsitute for wine. Whoa, what a change. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then, we went to the cemetry to pray and burn the joss paper and stuff. But when we entered the cemetry, we took the wrong route, so the grands were arguing and stuff. OMGosh, i almost went deaf. So in the end, (fortunately) a guy who collects money from people for their ancestors' tomb, drove pass. (OH THANK GOD) And we asked him for directions. He said we were on the part where the "Hokkiens" were buried, so we drove up the hill to another part of the cemetry where a mixed traditions of people were buried. And we prayed to Great-Grandpa/Ma, (: It was fun.... but we were under the sun and i was definitely melting. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after that, they drove back to their house, WHOA, 3-storey really old house. But beautiful, an area where you walk in (with your shoes), which is also the place where they sell their hand made kaya and coffee powder, and then you enter into another room which is their house, the kitchen with the dining table, living room, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then at the front, there's a stairway leading upstairs to their rooms. Whoa, BIG, and they have this balcony where you climb the stairs, into the house, and another opening to the road, with stairs with no railings. (so balance properly, if not you fall in LONGKANG! xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Omg, so nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But we stopped there to take chicken rice, and we went to a temple to pray and leave the food there for a few moments. We sat down, talked about some stuff, and left for their house again. Yay! so we had lunch. (i was totally starved)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was steamed chicken, and jio meat, i dunno how to translate. o.o So after that they started talking and stuff, boring, so i went to the little area before you enter their house and started doodling on the table, so whenever customers came, i had to call for granduncle... OMGosh, yes there was finally reception for radio, YAY!!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I got bored a few moments later and played with the little chickens and chicks outside, omg, they were so cute!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But then, i went doodling again. Haha. But soon, it was time to go home. ): We sat for the 4.45 boat and THANKFULLY, there were no cockroaches this time. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I got home, and started spamming on the computer. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And i watched final destination 2, omgosh, it was so spendidly done, so beautiful!! SUCH A NICE SHOW!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But i went to bed after that. o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hashbrown. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-213131561913879490?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/213131561913879490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=213131561913879490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/213131561913879490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/213131561913879490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/03/laggg.html' title='LaGgG...'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/RgUwGhNO4_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/a6-7gw9WeG8/s72-c/ARGH.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-5296459664917120311</id><published>2007-03-14T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:56:16.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMGosh. Yay! I just created a new playlist on imeem, and yes, it autoplays. It's right below this post, you can pause, or stop or whatever to it. But it's minE!! Copyrighted. :D Naw, just meggin wit ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's such a boring day today. Just because it's one of the holidays and finally, a day i don't need to go to school. So i've been using the computer since i woke up. Which was pretty late... About... 12nn. Around there. And i spend like, 1/2 hour in the toilet. I dunno why. So then, i checked my email and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I didn't post yesterday. So i guess i'll do it now. We had Maths supplementary yesterday. We learnt stuff about Algebra and stuff. Aw man, really complicated. Even thinking about it now makes my brain hurt. I need a plaster. T_T  So Mrs Teo released us at 12.30 and told us to hurry as at 2.00, we were having Stars. And joy, the school canteen wasn't open. We had to make our way to whitesands for lunch. Woo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Me, French Fries, and Krabby Patty ran like hell to the traffic junction just in time to cross the road, because the pedestrain crossing had a green man. A blinking one at which. So the other fast food-ents were still a long way behind. So the 3 of us went into the shopping mall first. I was so hungry i went to buy some Cheese Sasauges. and made myself $3 poorer. I just had to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Soon, the other fast food-ents arrived. And we ran up to the brand new food court; where Krabby Patty bought some Bean Curd for her lunch. Then, the 3 of us ran downstairs again as French Fries wanted to buy some Cheese Sausages as she couldn't resist mine. =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after that, we went to MacDonald's where we re-grouped with the other fast food-ents. I met Hafizah there. She kept calling, SAM! SAM!! But i only found her sitting opposite our table a few minutes later. Woo Hoo Hoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after we finished our lunch, We ran about the shopping mall only realising that it was 1.50. So we ran to buy some sweets before running like hell back to school. And teacher came to class only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;15 mins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after 2.00. SHIT HER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We finished the boring lesson soon. And i waited for French Fries. But her mom came to fetch her. HawHaw. She saw me walking on the pathway and texted me, saying her evil cousins were hiding in her boot and were attacking her now. Ahaha. Oh Well. I really pitied her, so much for cousins..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gotta go now. Dad's coming Home. Crud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;update tomorrow. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Peace Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Talking Hashbrown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-5296459664917120311?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5296459664917120311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=5296459664917120311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5296459664917120311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5296459664917120311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/03/burp_14.html' title='Burp.'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-556818459291373953</id><published>2007-03-12T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:39:16.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw the world!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There was Literature Mask Making Lessons today. I came, not too early; but not too late either. French Fries came right after me. And a few other food-ents from the class came, and filled some 3/4 of the class. Then, Ms Ng told us to go up to the Art Room, situated on the 3rd floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Art Room block was opposite Block C, and in between the 2 blocks below, were little grass patches and some bushes, plus a little hut for project stuff. So like, the girls were hanging around that area. Hashbrown and French Fries were leaning against the railing while Hashbrown got bored and made her way to the corridor of the Art Room and *POOF* Omgosh. A whole; a WHOLE FREAKIN' SWARM OF BEES appeared between the 2 blocks. And Hashbrown and French Fries waved their arms frantically in the air and ran to this little bridge/connector/whatever/whereeveryonewas thing and screamed, "BEES! SWARM! BIG! RUN! BEEEEEEESSS!!!!!!!!!!!" And everyone just looked at us crazy. So we just pointed into the open space outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The group of girls that were sitting there "eeked.", and ran off to another corner. The boys squeaked and SCREAMED like there was no tomorrow when there was because there was maths and Stars Lesson. So me and French Fries went to the Area around the Central staircase. Where we looked out the window and saw Ms Ng talking on the phone. So we were like, "OMGosh! MS NG! BEES! SWARM! ZZZZzzzz.!" And Hashbrown raised her hand to point frantically at the open area when her hand hit the hard concrete wall. Ow. yes. OW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whoa Ho. So like, by the time Ms Ng reached the Art Room. The bees mysteriously disappeared. So we went into the artroom and continued with the lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;French Fries did my mask first. i was really good at first. But when it begun to dry, it went cracking and all. Normal for all masks. So i did the Fries' Mask next. It looked like the Phantom of the Opera thingy. Hahas. So we compared the two masks. OMGosh, my head was SO much BIGGER than French Fries'. Not totally hard to believe. But yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after we completed it. We found it quite a burden to us for the masks. Since mine was already all cracked up and ready for cremation, i stuffed it in my bag; and you know what happened to it, in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We went to whitesands to change to our clothings and man, we took a long time. Maybe because we were abit sticky from our school uniforms. So after that, we took the MRT to Tampines. Then, we went to the cinema to get our tickets. Only $7.00 each. Unlike the usual $8+ or $9+... that is way off the chart. We got the tickets for "Just Follow Law" A funny Singaporean comedy directed by Jack Neo. Ohaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We bought tickets for the 1.35 movie, and it was only around 11.55, so we hung about the basement of Tampines Mall. I bought some Ice Blended Mango Tea and split a packet of Taiwan Crispy Chicken with French Fries. i asked for an extra paper bag. But the woman stated : "Oh. NORMALLY, we don't give out paper bags. Nonononononononono. We cannot do that." Andi eyed the giant packet of paper bags there. She had no customers and i cant freakin believe that she cant even spare me ONE. JUST ONE. paper bag. So like, When me and French Fries were carnivorously devouring the chicken, Krabby Patty said that since the Paper Bag was so important to the lady, let us give/throw it back at her after you guys finish. And me and French Fries were like, OMGosh. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok, so after that, we went skipping up and down Travellators. The passers-by thought we were crazy. :D Oh yeah. So FINALLY. It was time for the show! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah. It was okay. About this man and a woman. The woman has high standards while the man was of low class. And this clases, and they were obviously enemies. So they were arguing one day and driving in different cars and shouting at each other while driving at a really high speed. And an accident occurred and their souls switched bodies and they had to deal with all the genetic crap. Blah Blah Blah. Kind of a cliche, y'know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after that, we went to toys r'us, and popular. And then lunch, and went home. BOY! WHAT A DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And there's still summore tomorrow. Save it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;signed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Hashbrown :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-556818459291373953?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/556818459291373953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=556818459291373953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/556818459291373953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/556818459291373953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/03/screw-world.html' title='Screw the world!~'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-8191957127609372286</id><published>2007-03-09T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:51:32.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS BABY!!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hashbrown arrived early in school today. Just because she squeezed herself into the last bit of space found on the 6.30am bus this morning.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She reached school early, but for her, it was unusual to see Adlina at the hour. She gaved herself a confused look, tripped over her shoelaces, and went kissing the ground. And it was in the 1/1 line! How lucky. She did not have to take the trouble to get up again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Soon all students started streaming in like noodles. When you kook them and them come all curly. The Fast Food Nation were whole once again. When McNuggets made her return. French Fries was happy as she finally got someone to talk to about her CCA, pepper cross. It's all about saving people when they get pepper in their eyes, choke on pepper, or sneeze because of pepper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cheeseburger told Hashbrown she guessed there was public caning today as Mr Sam; the cheap OM; was holding giant bamboo stick (much taller than him) in his hand. Hashbrown thought that it must be disgraceful to have a cane be taller than you. Hashbrown shakes her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Two boys were ushered forward. One from the 4th grade of food, the other from the 3rd. The 4th grade foodent reminded Hashbrown of chicken cheesesticks from BK. The 3rd grade one reminds me of Singaporean Ice. (Ah Bengs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They were caned pretty hard as their butts got whooped by the cheep old man that looked like wrinkled potatoes. Ooh. Then, the DM of sea plants stepped forward to lecture us about something Hashbrown didn't know as she stuffed her ears with french fries. (offered to her by her fellow doodlebuddy) French Fries saves the day once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then, another teacher lectured us about something Hashbrown still did not know. She only took out the French Ear Muffs when Mdm Esther Low started talking about the flea market that was happening that day. Hashbrown wondered why they called it Flea Market; when there wasn't any fleas. O_o That question was stuck in her head for the rest of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Soon, the fast food-ents were ushered back to their classrooms while form teacher Mrs Doris Teo; slowly made her way up the stairs. It took her approximately &lt;em&gt;15 mins. &lt;/em&gt;The Class was so darn chaotic. But Hashbrown received an honoured visit from her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALMIGHTY DOODLEBUDDY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She showed Hashbrown her doodles of the previous day. They were so amazing hashbrown took a bite out of French Fries. (: She gave her back her book and they chatted for 5 mins before Mrs Teo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;entered the classroom. A blanket of silence fell upon the classroom as the food-ents scrambled back to their plates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Soon after, the food-ents were required to decorate their Food and toilet hampers nicely. Nadia had told French Fries and Hashbrown to decorate it. French Fries made it look like a gift from heaven with a few of her wonderful drawings while Hashbrown ruined it with some ugliness of her so called stinky art that smelt like rotten garbage. :( Bad Hashbrown! But soon, the food-ents were to go downstairs to set up their stalls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It took a few minutes to get the food-ents down as they started chewing on each other. Hashbrown thought it was boring and her class stall was the lamest and ugliest of all. So Hashbrown went to the bookshop. The other Nation followed suit. Hashbrown bought some Star paper to fold some stars to throw at popcorn chicken and his friend that was settled at the store. Hashbrown realised she just wasted another $1 to put in her piggy's tummy as she had starved it for months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pancakes folded great stars, Apple Pie folded Awesome stars, Krabby Patty folded awesomely great Stars. And Hashbrown folded deformed stars for some chicken clucking at the stall. *Hashbrown's eyes shift to popcorn chicken*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Soon, Hashbrown and French Fries got bored and went to the toilet. And then, they explored some stalls before heading to the canteen. French Fries and Hashbrown went to stall 8 to see if they had Hashbrowns. They did! And they were hot from the frying pan. Hashbrown bought 3 and French Fries bought 2. They settled down at a small bench before French Fries asked Hashbrowns why she was eating her fellow mates. Hashbrown stared into space for a moment before taking a bite out of French Fries head and telling her to eat her food. Soon, it was the end of lunch and the bazaar that was totally bizzare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Food-ents went up to their foodrooms and had homeroom period with their form teachers again. Hashbrown bought a little doggy for herself again. She knew her piggy was going to starve for the week again. The first class of Grade 1 food-ents' teacher overtalked for 15 mins before realizing we were late for assembly. She hurried us downstairs to the baking hall. Hashbrown noticed a furry at the step of the entrance of the baking hall. She bent down, attempting to grab it, but grabbed the feelers and it came out. Hashbrown was so dissapointed in herself. But French Fries assured her that the furry would live. Our class didnt get the prize for the food hamper or toilet hamper or stall. It was so obvious to Hashbrown. Hashbrown didn't get to see the furry on her way out. It wasn't there. *gasp* Someone must've took it! &gt;_&gt; (obvious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After that, the food-ents of 1/1 had to go back to class for a english composition test. Hashbrown chose question 3 and wrote a two page and a few lines story about a girl that made friends with her in a cafe and they had fun together and the girl got cancer and she was sent for chemotherapy and got well and was on the roof with the author and ended with a quote from Teen Titans last episode of season 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hashbrown realised French Fries had gone home earlier and hung out with the remaining people of the Nation at the canteen before walking to the junction with them. Then, they went their seperate ways. Hashbrown then squeeled in delight as she just realised it was the last day of Term 1. It was the holidays!! But she groaned again as she had to return for 5 lessons 3 times the next week. it sure wasn't going to be a plesant holiday for the fried mashed potato. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*GASP* OMGosh. I can't believed i typed so long. I am so lame as i tried. I TRIED. to type like French Fries. I love her post "fast food nation" SO MUCH! It's SOOOOOOOOOO funny. You should go read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My shoulder aches and i've got a list of complaints for myself. I gotta go dudes and dudettes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fast Food Nation people come in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;~Hashbrown (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-8191957127609372286?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8191957127609372286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=8191957127609372286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/8191957127609372286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/8191957127609372286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/03/holidays-baby.html' title='HOLIDAYS BABY!!~'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-4873558633679805543</id><published>2007-03-08T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:57:20.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/Re_rTnyvcqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1W0CtNt62RA/s1600-h/APPA!~.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039505230382723746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMmc2tCRS3k/Re_rTnyvcqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1W0CtNt62RA/s320/APPA!~.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;◄ APPA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From Avatar The Last Airbender. Picture from &lt;a href="http://www.rufftoon.deviantart.com"&gt;www.rufftoon.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cute Nei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay! Today was &lt;em&gt;particularly &lt;/em&gt;interesting.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Though i had forgotten to bring the food drive intems to school. O_= Oh Well. Guess what? I was so lucky today! I went down to the bus stop and i was just in time for the 6.30am bus!! Well it was supposed to be the 6.35 bus but curse the damn bus driver; he always comes early. Yay! So i reached school early today. Unlike yesterday. i was almost friggin' late. Stupid crowd buses. I wonder why they don't build duble decker buses for the no. 3 buses. But only for those unnessecary ones that doesn't even have passengers. Think logic bus company. LOGIC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today turned out well. I just found out that Assignment 10 for Maths wasn't supposed to be handed up today. DAMMIT. And i stayed up all night for nothing. :( Aw Well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't really believe that the craphead wei leong would even lift his heavy butt off his seat just to tell everyone/anyone to pass up Assignment 10. But then again, if he doesn't, he'd be in deep shit. Aw Well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Our friggin Stars teacher told us that the supplementary was changed to Tuesday. It wasnt Thursday, like it is. And maths was supposed to be on Thursday, but the friggin Stars teacher who was the math's teacher's husband,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; INSISTED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that it was on a Tuesday. Well, freak him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My schedule is so darn full next week!! And to think it's supposed to be the holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;See! :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, 12/3/2007 :-&lt;/strong&gt; Going to a movie or Theme park with the Fast Food Nation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, 14/3/2007 :-&lt;/strong&gt; Maths supplementary, 10am - 12.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stars Session, 2pm - 4pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 15/3/2007 :-&lt;/strong&gt; Literature mask-making session, 10.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thursday :- BLANK. YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday :-&lt;/strong&gt; IT lessons and Science supplementary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh Gawd. And they tell us to enjoy our holiday. And how are we supposed to do that? By slogging all over worksheets and paper? Hell no. I'm so stressed!! D: But i just have to cope with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Aww Crud! I can't attend Charmine's birthday party on Tuesday! Cherie tells me she doesn't want to attend if i don't go either. I really don't want to cause her to miss the fun. I hope she'll turn up for the party. And Jody too. Hope they'll have fun without me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The school counsellor came in today, Wanting to see "Jerome" aka Wei Leong, Marco, and Xun Nian. They were so lucky! They were able to skip the stupid Stars breifing which was so darn boring i started talking to my bag. It said it was bored too. :) Like always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We has IT lessons/training today. The teacher/Ms Tan taught us how to do some freehand drawing. Using Macromedia Freehand MX. Or whatever. But in between, some people *coughmecoughandcoughothers* used the internet for surfing and teacher took control over all our computers. NUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!! Oh the horror. i couldnt click or type. But i did anyways. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yay. Tomorrow is the Flea market. I dunno if our leader has bought the hamper stuff yet. But i must remember to bring the chocolates and cotton buds. Before my carnivorous family members devour them. *shifty eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ah Well. I think i've type enough. My blog for one day is so darn long. But i feel that it's not enough. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh Well, l8r! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1152683462243224694-4873558633679805543?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4873558633679805543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=4873558633679805543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/4873558633679805543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/4873558633679805543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/03/woo.html' title='Woo!~'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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/_lMmc2tCRS3k/Re_rTnyvcqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1W0CtNt62RA/s72-c/APPA!~.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1152683462243224694.post-5920298482690120776</id><published>2007-03-07T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T18:09:25.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Kimberly, My new friend. Taught me how to modify my blog today! So it's improving bit by bit. You should check out her blog at &lt;a href="http://www.pinkfiriesfries.blogspot.com"&gt;www.pinkfiriesfries.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. You can check out her drawings at &lt;a href="http://www.lilxkira.deviantart.com"&gt;www.lilxkira.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt; She draws real good! But she doesn't post most of her talent online. =( Oh Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of people in my class created the "Fast Food Nation" Haha. Pretty interesting name is it not? Check out the members:&lt;br /&gt;ME : Hashbrown&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly : French Fries&lt;br /&gt;Xuan Yun : Crabby Patty&lt;br /&gt;Shu Qi : Apple Pie&lt;br /&gt;Joelle : Cheeseburger&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting : McNugget&lt;br /&gt;Angela : Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. We're still looking for friends who want to hang out with us. Then we can add them to our Nation. i can't believe the Nation was eating Hashbrowns yesterday. Save me. Urgh! So i ordered some cheese fries on purpose. Half of Joelle and whole of Kimberly. though they were baked. :/&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite normal. At least nothing freako happened. But there's this boy sitting next to me looking kinda depressed. Which i totally think he is. He brings a jack knife to school a plays with it, he looks into thin air as though he's thinking of something. And sometimes he looks out the window as though he wants to jump out. Freaky. But Yeah. If he read this or anyone who knows him. Tell him to visit the school counsellor.&lt;br /&gt;She's a friendly lady who told me, apple pie, and french fries to go into her room today. (we were around the area)&lt;br /&gt;It was so cosy! There were so many stuffed toys and it was so fuzzy! I hugged the giant Pooh Bear. She told us all about her and told us some jokes and stuff! I defintely want to visit her again! She had a patchy teddy bear and told us he didn't have a name. So i officially gave him one! ::coughMr.coughStufflescough:: Yay for teddy bears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have to go now, School Holidays are coming soon! yAY! But we gotta go back. Aw Crud.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I totally gotta go now. My friend wants to chat with me and thinks i'm spending too much time on my blog. Haha. I'm secretly using it.&lt;br /&gt;Dad doesn't let me use it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~michellehail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-5920298482690120776?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5920298482690120776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=5920298482690120776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5920298482690120776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/5920298482690120776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/03/ugh.html' title='Ugh!'/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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-1152683462243224694.post-2077536868780699100</id><published>2007-02-23T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:32:42.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(173,173,173)font-size:180%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(187,187,187)font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(200,200,200)font-size:180%;" &gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(214,214,214)font-size:180%;" &gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(228,228,228)font-size:180%;" &gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(241,241,241)font-size:180%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)font-size:180%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(241,241,241)font-size:180%;" &gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(221,221,221)font-size:180%;" &gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(207,207,207)font-size:180%;" &gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(194,194,194)font-size:180%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(180,180,180)font-size:180%;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,153,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...is Samantha Loy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hey I'm Sam and I'm fourteen this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've schooled in Merdian Primary; and I'm currently in Coral Secondary. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I act really random and i like making jokes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And although it may seem lame; FYI, i like being lame. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm lazier than you, that's for sure. And i'm the most procrastinating procrastinator you'll ever meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(That didn't make sense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I get excited really easily, but if you piss me off, i won't exactly show it. Unless you really piss me off; that's when ima go kungfu on your ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i don't know kungfu, so it's gonna be messed up kungfu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that's worse than kungfu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I used to be this heavy fangirl of Teen Titans, but i cut down on the fanfictions and cycle of episodes after they cancelled it off they air. (DAMN YOU DIRECTORS) D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since then, i've been glued to Avatar : The Last Airbender. Because it's the best cartoon EVAR, imo. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EY, FUCK THAT. D.GRAY-MAN ROCKS MY WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YULLEN WILL TAKE OVER. AHAHAHAHA. &gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Technically, because of these cartoons, i started reading fanfiction. While reading fanfiction, my stories/compos improved in primary school. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then i start writing out of point in secondary school. D:::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So kids, ditch those books and read ye fanfics today! 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT THOSE EXPLICIT ONES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love drawing. :D If you don't know that and you're my friend, go jump off a building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NAH JUST KIDDING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read when i feel like it. And the stories from Stephenie Meyer, Stephen King and Dean Koontz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARE A MUST READ.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ESPECIALLY TWILIGHT. THOSE FANGIRLS WHO AGREE WILL KNOCK YOU UPSIDE DOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like roleplaying wit mah friends. (you know who you are) 8D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm really protective over the people and things i love, my friends, most importantly. If someone upsets somebody I love, I kinda want to rip them to shreds with my words, and that's still putting it politely. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, another way you'd piss me off is when you label My Chemical Romance as a shitty band who are emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Go get a fucking life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to rant about it but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the people who come up with these bullshit about My Chemical Romance and their fans being useless faggots are nothing but lowlives who have nothing better to do with their time but to stir up bullshit. Really. Pisses. Me. Off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you insist on hearing me rant, just sent me a tag and i'll be glad to send you a whole essay on it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speaking of My Chemical Romance, they are the best fucking band i've ever seen. I could go on forever on how much they mean to me. Those guys are my heroes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They're never afraid to do anything to help anyone. And if you really take the time to listen to the lyrics of their songs; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;you'd understand what i mean.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BTW, i don't think anyone can live without music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But if you can, good for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you don't know what you're missing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUNDD. &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Abingdon Boys School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Access&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The All-American Rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Amy Winehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Augustana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center face="courier new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center face="courier new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center face="courier new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1152683462243224694-2077536868780699100?l=cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2077536868780699100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1152683462243224694&amp;postID=2077536868780699100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2077536868780699100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1152683462243224694/posts/default/2077536868780699100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cartoonobsessions.blogspot.com/2007/02/dude.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle Hail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14675851676746955822</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>
