<?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-18426499</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:28:44.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we dont worship you.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>twitomania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12730084790393288814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-5884666525199697722</id><published>2008-03-13T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T18:47:14.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay yay yay</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;I always spend so much time thinking on how should I start an entry, then in the end, I got so distracted by many other things such that I didn’t even finish the entry, I guess that is one of the few reasons why I haven’t been blogging a lot these days.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;I’ve just came back home (finally) from NCOTC and CDAYL prep camp which took place one after another. Fyi: NCOTC stands for NCO training camp while CDAYL stands for Cultural Diplomacy Asian Youth Leaders. I didn’t realize how exhausted I am till I woke up at 1533pm the following day which was this afternoon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Anyway, I gonna be away once again for the whole of second week in term 2 for the CDAYL actual thing. There was this particular day when Egoh recapped on how many times we have stayed overnight in school. [3-5 Jan: Orientation Camp 1, 15-16 Feb: Orientation Camp 2, 20 Feb: pre- orientation camp 2 admin day, 26 Feb: pre-orientation camp 2, 27-29 Feb: Orientation Camp 2, 9 mar: pre- CDAYL prep camp, 10-12 Mar: CDAYL prep camp] In addition to that, I had NCOTC from 8-9 Mar in new town. Then there was once when Teckwei asked me, “ how long have you not been home already?” Although he questioned this quite some time back but it has still been echoing in my mind whenever I’m away from home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;I’m guilty of that but at the same time, grateful to my family for supporting me all these while.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Ytd was the break camp. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;LINE&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/st1:stockticker&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; camp facilitators/organisers at least those whom I’ve known, were upset over some reasons besides the fact that the camp came to an end. On the contrary, I was feeling a tinge of both emotional confusion and ..hehehe fluttering butterflies. Don’t tell you what does the latter mean. I feel like gobbling a watermelon up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Actually, that post-camp fatigue was quite avoidable. I invited that by myself cos u know why? I didn’t sleep any time earlier than &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;st1:time Hour="3" Minute="0"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;3am&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt; for the past 2 days. First night of CDAYL prep camp, I was conversing with Jinhui, Celisse and Junhao at the field that was shared with an unknown figure kicking a ball alone. Then I spent the wee hours of the following day in the egaming room…HAHAHA ! I love to talk. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Argh I’m missing so many people right now.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-5884666525199697722?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5884666525199697722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=5884666525199697722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/5884666525199697722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/5884666525199697722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2008/03/yay-yay-yay.html' title='yay yay yay'/><author><name>Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02424120659218755916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YvobKJvfNs/SkoZbijnaCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dFge-Lthy_w/S220/n641187582_2017217_8202222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-5701420525520687775</id><published>2007-09-14T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T19:50:47.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of Unfortunate Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;my goodness...I've just finished a rally and I dunno where did it go now. I gotta repeat everthing. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Jiahong thinks that my pms is over but ....actually not.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I've been having serious moodswings for the past 2 weeks !! I'm not totally that cranky yet as I'm angry for absolutely valid reasons !&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I can't believe it that I'm 16 years and 6 days already. To think that i spent my birthday stoning and pretening to study but in the end I went out. My daddy fell sick and my whole family Zzzz stayed at home.- no dining out, no birthday cake. wah lao... so I bought myself 3 chocolate muffins from breadtalk to try to cheer myself up. At least they were looking especially chocolatey that day ! I got so emotional such that I started playing piano. I really miss piano lessons and teacher.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I suffered from a terrible headache the next day when I went to the temple for those 7th month prayers and offerings. Probably due to the haze and crowds that are confined in the small volume, thus increasing the chances of bombardments amongst the particles. True enough, those people that are almost a quadruple of my age are so agitated that they siam everyone that block their passage way. I was so scared that they push me to the ground and trample on me.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;So I didn't go to school the following day.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I was prepared for the 1st non-language paper-Emath p1 the next morning. I board bus 33 as I managed to wake up in time. Surprisingly, I didn't snooze off, was browsing through my file instead.I still asked Mitchell whom was sitting diagonally in front of about a transformation question and replied Weida twice via sms. Upon reaching the new town bus stop, I alighted hasily as it was raining+ I was going to be late. I came to a greater realisation that my phone was MISSING !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;It was a mere 2 hr paper. I called my phone immediately after that and found out that my phone was no longer sitting there, undisturbed. thank you mitchell for accompanying me to kent ridge interchange. Then I headed towards my house to find my imei no. which was found to be indicated on my samsung fun club card that I carry it with me all the way. So I proceeded to the NPP to file the report. Damn the thief for wasting my whole afternoon !&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;That evening was so horrible. I was home alone, feeling so disconnected and frustrated cos I lost all my contacts  in an 1 of bus ride. Luckily , a close friend of mine called me up for a chat and I felt much better after that.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Getting distracted over it is inevitable. What's worse? An earthquake that was measured a magnitude of 8.4 on the ritcher scale struck on the following night. That was even more upseting. Another lot of mess to be cleared up for the aftermath, waste of resources in Java. Then I got ditzy the whole night.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I'm hoping for the best for the subsequent papers i gonna sit for . I think chem p2 was the most exciting yet undeniably the most dangerous paper. physics p2 was challenging but it had failed to stimulate my brain to think better. I wished my common sense has been applied sensibly for combined humanities. I shall not comment on the 2 math.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I think my digestive system is screwed up * no, i;'m not talking about my preparation for bio paper. I haven't started yet. It takes forever to hydrolyse 1 average cup sized of cereal and I'm already feeling bloated.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I don't understand why are therer so many ppl who like the song-beautiful girls. I think it is irritating. it sounds like some pervert trying to be polite.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;and by the way, our school field currently looks like a farm. can you identify the combined harvester, locate the farmer and  name the crop?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-5701420525520687775?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5701420525520687775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=5701420525520687775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/5701420525520687775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/5701420525520687775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2007/09/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='A Series of Unfortunate Events'/><author><name>Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02424120659218755916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YvobKJvfNs/SkoZbijnaCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dFge-Lthy_w/S220/n641187582_2017217_8202222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-8780148473528385519</id><published>2007-09-14T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T19:14:47.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dsfsdf</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-8780148473528385519?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/8780148473528385519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=8780148473528385519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/8780148473528385519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/8780148473528385519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2007/09/dsfsdf.html' title='dsfsdf'/><author><name>Chen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02424120659218755916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YvobKJvfNs/SkoZbijnaCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/dFge-Lthy_w/S220/n641187582_2017217_8202222.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-114130496520641362</id><published>2006-03-02T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T21:13:18.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lo,but don't behold.</title><content type='html'>i know i know.&lt;br /&gt;you guys are thinking,wtf?&lt;br /&gt;and you will,by the end of this post.&lt;br /&gt;if you dont,something is totally wrong with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this site that i have come to know of recently,i think it just sprang up too.&lt;br /&gt;here's the link : &lt;a href="http://www.we-are-the-gossipers.blogspot.com"&gt;www.we-are-the-gossipers.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly,it is the same as this site you're reading,EXCEPT,we have MUCH better English.&lt;br /&gt;AND,i find their posts boring and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;their writing style makes me think that they are discriminating themselves,because it seems like the way twits would write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just find it really stupid,like,if you want people to read what you have to say,of course write it in better English,right?!?&lt;br /&gt;would you write wrong tenses and 'lei,lar,lor yadda yadda' on an English composition?&lt;br /&gt;it is but a total turn-off to me,i hate it SO much,why people can't even use proper English.&lt;br /&gt;and Singapore's standard of English is supposedly proven to be better than America's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not putting up and coming aspiring bloggers down,but really,it is a pain,an insult to the English language to read that blog.&lt;br /&gt;and well,i've got nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;i believe you can judge for yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;so,until next time,&lt;br /&gt;keep checking back ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-114130496520641362?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/114130496520641362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=114130496520641362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/114130496520641362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/114130496520641362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2006/03/lobut-dont-behold.html' title='lo,but don&apos;t behold.'/><author><name>twitomania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12730084790393288814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-114086914234984665</id><published>2006-02-25T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T20:05:42.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retro gone wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/21294979236266l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/21294979236266l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear punkedd wawaV,&lt;br /&gt;you know, i would've thought the retro fad was quite over. like, it was so five seconds ago. i would advise you to wear something more retro to go with the shades if you insist on wearing the shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;superTwerp wOrX zZx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. by the way, retro does not include your ugly school pe t-shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-114086914234984665?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/114086914234984665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=114086914234984665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/114086914234984665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/114086914234984665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2006/02/retro-gone-wrong.html' title='retro gone wrong.'/><author><name>supercaligragilisticespialidocious twerp</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-113859616782529631</id><published>2006-01-30T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T12:46:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pony twit.</title><content type='html'>introducing you to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PONYTWIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/ponytwit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/ponytwit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ponie hair mii^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. what's with the arm in the self taken shot? who the hell shows their own arms? just some advice, ms &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?statpos=bc&amp;uid=15330825"&gt;-FIONA&lt;/a&gt;, if you want to take your own photo, please crop off your arm. the exposed arm just looks stupid. and no one can see your hair, your face is all blurred up. photoshop might help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/paedophile.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/paedophile.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lurb him loads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;greaat... soo now you're a ...paedophile? incestous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/goldfishWOR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/goldfishWOR.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/cuteWORX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/cuteWORX.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/clutch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/clutch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, the kAwAiI neHxX poses are a must, wOrxX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/tingxiong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/tingxiong.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the thrust out chest. because she doesn't actually have one. is it me, or are exposed bras the trend? because that bright blue peeking out is too obviously one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/ew2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/ew2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/ew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/ew.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, bloody hell. stop it with the exposed arms already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/cantblame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/cantblame.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its no wonder he wants to run. can't blame him, really.&lt;br /&gt;to wrap it all up, just some advice: please stop taking nude photos of your innocent little brother.&lt;br /&gt;(yes, i smudged that myself. wouldn't want this to be branded as a child pornography site, now would i.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/nude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/nude.jpg" 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/18426499-113859616782529631?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/113859616782529631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=113859616782529631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113859616782529631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113859616782529631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2006/01/pony-twit.html' title='the pony twit.'/><author><name>supercaligragilisticespialidocious twerp</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-113784715355404504</id><published>2006-01-21T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T17:13:51.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jOaNx-waDeva WORZXZX!!!</title><content type='html'>apologies for the updates.&lt;br /&gt;because we came across sooo many twits we do not know who to feature.&lt;br /&gt;so people who made it on shaalala.blogspot should be honoured,because truthfully,not everyone can fit into our category for a post.&lt;br /&gt;those who did,&lt;s&gt;SHAME on&lt;/s&gt; good for you.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,today we bring you..*drumroll..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=4549502"&gt;jOaNx-waDeva!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gees.the joy of hYpErLiNkS.waDeva!&lt;br /&gt;oh,dont mind me.im just trying to see whats the big deal about alternate caps andcapital letters in the middle of sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really,i dont know what so say.her friendster profile says it all,really.but we at shaalala always give you people pictures to ogle at,becasue we're considerate and know that some people dont have friendster accounts therefore cant access,and some others' computers work too slow it is such a pain to load.&lt;br /&gt;and yea,especially when you wait for it for so long,and the pictures you end up seeing isn't all that eye-candy-ish.right.i know,im being so contradictive.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/1600/19200128914520l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/320/19200128914520l.jpg" 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;oh,when you are asleep,you can take self shots!&lt;br /&gt;wth.and anyway,why would yo uwant to have a picture taken when you're sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;its so not glam or anything.and anyway there is this chinese saying that if you take somebody's,or in this case your own,picture when asleep,your soul would not return to your body,because of..im not sure what.but that's not true.if it was,imagine what a wonderful the world would be,because all the twits in the world would self-destruct when they take their own sleeping pictures.but that was IF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/1600/18127585435570l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/320/18127585435570l.jpg" 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;somehow i think she looks a little like cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;yea,cynthia.remember that erzix girl?&lt;br /&gt;she was on shaalala's second post.&lt;br /&gt;one last picture,because really,blogger's uploader doesnt want to upload her pictures.it's really taking forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/1600/17242380117626l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/320/17242380117626l.jpg" 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;there.the caption to this picture is 'fCUK EU NEHX'&lt;br /&gt;but dont get offended,becasue she was talking to herself.&lt;br /&gt;how do i know?she's pointing the finger on her own &lt;s&gt;dumbass&lt;/s&gt; PWEEETIIE WWWORXZXZXX! face.&lt;br /&gt;oh,and did i mention her effing fringe?&lt;br /&gt;okay,anyway now i did.&lt;br /&gt;so,ogle at this for awhile,and my partner-in-crime supertwerp will try to update soon.&lt;br /&gt;and yea,i'll tell her to try to give liwen,a.k.a. punnkedd-wawa,a break.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-113784715355404504?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/113784715355404504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=113784715355404504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113784715355404504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113784715355404504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2006/01/joanx-wadeva-worzxzx.html' title='jOaNx-waDeva WORZXZX!!!'/><author><name>twitomania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12730084790393288814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-113414396470446729</id><published>2005-12-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T23:59:24.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;aw.i havent been updating much lately.well,and here's a bomb!&lt;br /&gt;if you guys want,here's the friendster of our little friend today.&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=20931748"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=20931748&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea,you'll love her.(HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;just look,you'll know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;wow.this is difficult.even blogger does not want to upload her photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/320/1626353879241m.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i tried,and here.do you guys hate me for that?aww.and she thinks she's so kAwAiI nEhZxZx!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eww.im gonna PUKE.and that's her primary photo.i'm not kidding.and check her profile out.it's SO full with everything you'll call moronic.maybe she has strived to become the epitomity of twits.WHAT.and honor,huh?i think my eyes are gonna fall off from all this rolling its doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i REALLY am lost for words.really.JUST GO READ HER DAM*ED PROFILE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and that's all for today.'feast' your eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-113414396470446729?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/113414396470446729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=113414396470446729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113414396470446729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113414396470446729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2005/12/aw.html' title=''/><author><name>twitomania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12730084790393288814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-113386813524948247</id><published>2005-12-06T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T19:22:15.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just one thing to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/punked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/punked.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE get a nose job, and spare us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-113386813524948247?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/113386813524948247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=113386813524948247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113386813524948247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113386813524948247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-one-thing-to-say.html' title='just one thing to say...'/><author><name>supercaligragilisticespialidocious twerp</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-113118936478318970</id><published>2005-11-05T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T19:16:04.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the woman who gave birth to a dog.</title><content type='html'>this person is probably the first woman ever to give birth to a dog.&lt;br /&gt;introducing...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/cynthia11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/cynthia11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. the person who puffs out her cheeks, making her look like a constipated goldfish. apparently she thinks it makes her look cute, since she has the nerve to ask for birthday presents after showing that photo, in her &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=8216345"&gt;profile.&lt;/a&gt;  she said, and i quote, "16o392; [hinthintt*". and this follows: belongs to a person whose name starts with the letter K; ^^&lt;br /&gt;let me show you another of her &lt;s&gt;fugly&lt;/s&gt; exquisite photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/cynthia13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/cynthia13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in her photo she exclaims that her horrificly ugly boyfriend is named kenny, and in her profile she goes all mysterious. how contradictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she apparently fancies herself as some designer or an artist of sorts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the caption for this photo was: our calculators. nice? hehes. muackx. ilu. :]] 12.o4.o5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/cynthia10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/cynthia10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell. my five-year-old cousin could draw better than that with his toes. " -j'gurlx' "'s boyfriend must have bought a new calculator after the defacing of his old one and told her his old one was spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, have i explained why i said she gave birth to a dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caption: me, shadow and kenny. ain`t shadow just so cute? i love u. 4th may 2oo5..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/1600/cynthia12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1520/413/320/cynthia12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"FAMILY TWOO;&lt;br /&gt;mummy [me]&lt;br /&gt;daddy [kenny]&lt;br /&gt;grandmummy [cynthia (teo)]&lt;br /&gt;granddaddy [jackson (jackyson)]&lt;br /&gt;nu erx [soo jia] [peggy] [shi min] [pearline] [alexandra] [nicole] [isabel] [jacqueline] [jolene]&lt;br /&gt;er zix [marcus] [koon chong] [johan] [lucky] [shadow] [polo]&lt;br /&gt;jie jie [lilin] [donna]&lt;br /&gt;kor kor [jack] [sanmao] [terence] [edmund] [arthur] [jackson (x|a0~b0i)]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shadow's the dog, so look under "er zix" and you see the name again.&lt;br /&gt;translation: "er zi" in mandarin means "son".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;you have just met the person who gave birth to a dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-113118936478318970?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/113118936478318970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=113118936478318970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113118936478318970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113118936478318970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2005/11/woman-who-gave-birth-to-dog.html' title='the woman who gave birth to a dog.'/><author><name>supercaligragilisticespialidocious twerp</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-113103207300019955</id><published>2005-11-03T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T01:53:35.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shaalala's first feature!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh dear.we at shaalala have finally found a very good thing for our first feature!&lt;br /&gt;check her friendster out,she's like,so &lt;s&gt;DUMB&lt;/s&gt; cute.&lt;br /&gt;here it is : &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?statpos=bc&amp;uid=20609033"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/user.php?statpos=bc&amp;amp;uid=20609033&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone can even make out what her friendster profile says,what with all the flashing pink bubbles,please email us the details,because we at shaalala really want to know what goes on in her 'tOnGg HuAaXx' life.she's just so CUTE! oh have you have you seen her pictures yet?!?aww,our hearts melt.*insert eye rolling smiley here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those of you guys whose friendster takes so long to load,we'll feed your eyes some candy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/320/18552626212598l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;see.she's so cute!her eyes are SO big,right?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and she has elongated eyelashes!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/320/18717877232938l.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ooh,and they're yellow!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh,and she was cute,now she wans to be sexy,naughty bitchy!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/320/18552754118307l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;now,you get what i mean?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dont ask me what's wrong with this girl.ive got no idea.and we at shaalala didnt edit the pic,no we didnt cut it off,she did it,its on her friendster.it's obviously dont with paint.she cant even be smart enough to cut of the gray parts.oh dear,what has the world become.she's only thirteen.and,look at what she's doing.i'll leave the rest up to your imaginations.Oh,and this,last one we're putting here.it's HILARIOUS.maybe we have a weird sense of humor,but.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;look at the ring on her middle finger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3254/1803/320/1797499029779l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she says in the caption that it's from her ex.and that it is very meaningful.and she sounds like as if that guy is still madly and blindly in love with her.because we just cannot understand why anyone would still think so much of a present from an EX,much less still be willing to tell the whole world like as if we were interested,and wear it and take a photo of it.maybe we're missing out on something important here,but we just dont get her idea.like having an ex is so glamorous.isnt LASTING relationships the point?or maybe the trend now is the more ex-es you have,the better?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway,until next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;goodbye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-113103207300019955?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/113103207300019955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=113103207300019955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113103207300019955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113103207300019955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2005/11/shaalalas-first-feature.html' title='shaalala&apos;s first feature!!'/><author><name>twitomania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12730084790393288814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18426499.post-113058482612178165</id><published>2005-10-29T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T23:36:31.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bam</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;virgin entry mild.&lt;br /&gt;we're going to tweak this blog up abit,so not going to offend people just yet.&lt;br /&gt;but!watch this space!somethings good guranteed to come along!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18426499-113058482612178165?l=shaalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/feeds/113058482612178165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18426499&amp;postID=113058482612178165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113058482612178165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18426499/posts/default/113058482612178165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shaalala.blogspot.com/2005/10/bam.html' title='bam'/><author><name>twitomania</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12730084790393288814</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
