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SERIOUSLY.'/><category term='rock music(:'/><category term='fly away.'/><title type='text'>vampyresxz are awesome(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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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-7002760073242475123.post-7412305824561893257</id><published>2009-10-06T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:43:50.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi .</title><content type='html'>i think i miss you . &lt;br /&gt;i think i miss you . &lt;br /&gt;i think i like you .&lt;br /&gt;i think i hate you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are all different people .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7412305824561893257?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7412305824561893257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>infatuation is just another name for insanity.</title><content type='html'>most people infatuate. heavily or not.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, infatuation is mixed up for love.&lt;br /&gt;and that, leads to craziness.&lt;br /&gt;well, in my eyes at least.&lt;br /&gt;and nobody actually bothers about my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;so maybe i should just shut up before someone else comes up to me and tell me that i should just die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentysixdays.&lt;br /&gt; well no one actually gives a shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-131063709260283449?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/131063709260283449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-7002760073242475123.post-8136371304941545205</id><published>2009-09-26T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:58:52.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boy you just a goody two shoes.</title><content type='html'>HI. I AM HAPPY AS I HAVE FINALLY BOUGHT "HOT MESS."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra is now obsessed with Faizal Isa. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And basically half of the "malay girl" population is obsessed with Farhan Shah.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;And as for me, I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;Except Farhan does have nice hair.&lt;br /&gt;But, I've seen that hair since forever.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, shut up Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I probably should be studying.&lt;br /&gt;No actually, I REALLY should be studying.&lt;br /&gt;But as you can see, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;What I AM doing is Facebook(Oh man, how did I get addicted to this?), blogging about idek what crap, and listening to the very new, very awesome and yet very expensive album I just bought. God, I am so screwed. Zahrah, you must study. Now. Ok go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house feels so empty at this hour. What with my dad not around. Apparently, he's in KL now with practically the whole family. How the hell did KL become the new gathering centre? Like, what. Ok usually, my dad would be in his room doing god-knows-what with his laptop/phone. And even though I hardly even notice him around, the house still feels empty-like. What only. I don't make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably shut up or something. Not like anybody even reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for not letting Nazie(Cool or what? I was too lazy to type your name.) and whoever else come over yesterday. Z, WANT TO COME OVER LIKE NOW? WAIT, NO, SOMEONE'S COMING OVER AT 830. WANT TO COME OVER AT 9PM? (?!?!?)&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, okay merepek semacam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, my aunt rocks. She bought like, 478324774 clothes from London for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; uh, my nenek is super merepek and annoying sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i have more than one song in my playlist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8136371304941545205?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8136371304941545205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8136371304941545205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8136371304941545205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8136371304941545205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/boy-you-just-goody-two-shoes.html' title='boy you just a goody two shoes.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-7232292806194128304</id><published>2009-09-24T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:56:16.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UHM WTF. ROFLMAO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;T: Will you be my girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Z: No.&lt;br /&gt;T: WHAT!? WHY.&lt;br /&gt;T: Where the fuck, where tell me where, where the fuck did you fucking get the balls to reject me. Where, where, take me to the store where you bought the balls to reject me?!&lt;br /&gt;Z: ROFLMAO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA. WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM?!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7232292806194128304?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7232292806194128304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7232292806194128304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7232292806194128304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7232292806194128304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/uhm-wtf-roflmao.html' title='UHM WTF. ROFLMAO.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-2015866075867275969</id><published>2009-09-24T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:51:17.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth .</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;So wear me like a locket around your throat,&lt;br /&gt;I'll weigh you DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch you CHOKE.&lt;br /&gt;You look so good in blue.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in desperate need of therapy.&lt;br /&gt;And letting lose.&lt;br /&gt;And GOD I hate PMS. It's just too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I had a lot to say initially, but I decided not to.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, falloutboy makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go write later on.&lt;br /&gt;But I really should be studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="0.5"&gt;Maybe it's true what so many people are saying nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe people just aren't what they seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, even if you've known someone for a long time, you don't actually know them.&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't be doubting myself and what we've shared.&lt;br /&gt;But if this is where things seem to be going, then, you can't really do much about it.&lt;br /&gt;And neither can I.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, it's true what they said.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can last forever.&lt;br /&gt;Not even this.&lt;br /&gt;Even though, I really really really wanted it to. &lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on and get the fuck over it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. Speaking of not knowing people.&lt;br /&gt;I bet you guys have heard of a certain girl called Nazierah that I used to loathe months before and somehow Aly, July and I were dissing about her. Alot. I think I even had a masterplan to destroy her. (sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUUUUT. I guess I was influenced. Not saying I am easily influenced. I don't think I'm that gullible/naive. At least I hope I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not bad really. &lt;br /&gt;Actually, she's pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;And funny.&lt;br /&gt;And well just fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm blogging about you again. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;iloveyoubyatch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn love is a strong word.&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;alah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zoro/;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2015866075867275969?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2015866075867275969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2015866075867275969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2015866075867275969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2015866075867275969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-got-dark-alley-and-bad-idea-that.html' title='i&apos;ve got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth .'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-8346424214733510359</id><published>2009-09-23T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:59:42.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>times have changed . everything's just strange .</title><content type='html'>It's been long. Very. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of Trinity Grade Four drama exam.&lt;br /&gt;Yikes. So anyway, my group was the second last group.&lt;br /&gt;Last sec 2 group before the sec 3s go on to do Grade 5.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things happened. Mainly, I was sitting with the sec 3 group along with Shapik and Amimi. Somehow, we were all talking to Shafeeheehee. Yes uhm, weird names. Ignore them. He was talking about Thailand and all the stuff he has done in his life. Even sky diving? Wah. We found out that he will probably never get married. And so Shapik the great just had to say "So cher, you saying you're gonna be a virgin for the rest of your life lah?" and Mr SmartyAlex HADHADHAD to say "nvm cher, just go to www.adultfriendfinder.com!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT. HAHAH. But all in all, I LUB DOSE PEEPOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not a hayati clone fyi a&amp;z&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raya:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no Raya spirit this year. My dad's side are all in KL.&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;I'll talk more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;T: Hey baby. Im bored.&lt;br /&gt;Z: BABY? LOL.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, just go along with each other.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be fine alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8346424214733510359?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8346424214733510359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8346424214733510359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8346424214733510359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8346424214733510359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/times-have-changed-everythings-just.html' title='times have changed . everything&apos;s just strange .'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-8643471769290634190</id><published>2009-09-17T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:55:26.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainbow toe socks rule .</title><content type='html'>i have no mood to blog. but.&lt;br /&gt;terence is singing like some brit indie boy on the other line.&lt;br /&gt;drama was till 7pm today.&lt;br /&gt;naqea, dil and i asked to leave at 650. &lt;br /&gt;and still, we were late. &lt;br /&gt;naqea's mom and my granny and dad were waiting downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, i think they gave the both of us the same reaction.&lt;br /&gt;nag and nag and nag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, what's the problem with breaking fast with everyone else outside?&lt;br /&gt;it's not a bloody crime people.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not like there isn't drinks in school.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not like we will faint if we don't EAT the minute there is azan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8643471769290634190?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8643471769290634190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8643471769290634190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8643471769290634190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8643471769290634190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/rainbow-toe-socks-rule.html' title='rainbow toe socks rule .'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-9107619845449103947</id><published>2009-09-15T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:53:39.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you say it's over .</title><content type='html'>they'll have you suicidal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know if i should mention names. but someone's classmate died today. and someone's granddaddy too. i don't know what i should say now. so i'll just skip this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cikgu said he'll give us duit raya. yay :)&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say really. oh, zul said that i'm tomboy already. uhm. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA okay if you insist dude. maybe it's because dawn, mandy and amelia are danish's fans and i am not. yeah that probably plays a big part. all shafiq, zul, alex and i could do was just stare at them driving him insane. and maybe laugh a little.&lt;br /&gt;although, zul and alex did say they were surprised that i am not one of them. HAHA. whatever lah aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAFIQ HAS MATURED! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dawn's &lt;em&gt;parents&lt;/em&gt; are....idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no seriously zul, &lt;br /&gt;me, tomboy? err.. kayyy.&lt;br /&gt;ohh ohh. &lt;em&gt;alex said i look cute today.&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoro/;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont want to complain today. &lt;br /&gt;people made my day :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-9107619845449103947?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/9107619845449103947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=9107619845449103947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/9107619845449103947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/9107619845449103947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-you-say-its-over.html' title='when you say it&apos;s over .'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-1891511598694129601</id><published>2009-09-10T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:14:06.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it typical for us to act like this?</title><content type='html'>Nicholas' stupidity made me feel better today. :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Joshua doesn't know how to handle high-technology things. So next time, get him a guidebook for his birthday please. Kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I almost killed Nick or something. HAHA. He kept falling off my airfilled hedgehog cushion thing because of me. Sorry dude. :|&lt;br /&gt;Today was dumb. Really. But alot of fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, Nick, you're dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z: Ili says Hi Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;N: Who's Nicholas?&lt;br /&gt;Z + Everyone: O_O ROFLMAWTFHAHAHAHAOMFG.&lt;br /&gt;N: OH SHIT I MEANT WHO'S ILI.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Okay enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;I emailed FT my story. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Zieeeerahrarah. Z's are supposed to smilesmile. :P&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was all totally random shyt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously, I should just kill you two and celebrate by having a feast and some tribal dancing performed by JooJoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. Sweetest quote of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;T: uh okay, im going to meet jaypee now. i only called you to hear your voice. so long sia since i talked to you.&lt;br /&gt;Z: AWWWWWW. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;T: ya okayokay.&lt;br /&gt;Z: HAHAHAHAHA. K bye. :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zoro/;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no seriously, i dont like terence. he's just a really good friend :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-1891511598694129601?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1891511598694129601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=1891511598694129601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/1891511598694129601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/1891511598694129601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-it-typical-for-us-to-act-like-this.html' title='is it typical for us to act like this?'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-2401522387759868388</id><published>2009-09-09T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T17:49:14.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because then you lose. again.</title><content type='html'>i know i havent blogged in like, centuries.&lt;br /&gt;it's wednesday already. the one week break is going to end soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;and i have tons of homework to do still. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, fizjoshnickjoo will be coming over for that drama newsletter shyt.&lt;br /&gt;gah omfg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, im supposed to watch a movie with sma and nad. &lt;br /&gt;i sorta decided not too. pretty much a long story. &lt;br /&gt;don't feel like typing it all out.&lt;br /&gt;JOO, yes mia. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaand, i had drama yesterday and monday. was okay. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday, amelia dawn and i sprayed our hair purple and green. :)&lt;br /&gt;like everybody wants my hairsprays now.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it'll last long. &lt;br /&gt;at least till the exam. which is next friday!&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod, talk about short period of time given for rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;drama rehearsals, though very long and tiring are alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;alumni came back! ruben, amanda, mangay, thivya, bailin, kishen... uhm yeah.&lt;br /&gt;ruben had fun spraying false snow all over people. &lt;br /&gt;and uhm. so did i. &lt;br /&gt;evil ruben. he called me fat. &lt;br /&gt;and i have proof! it's on my phone! HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously should do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;and memorise my lines again, just in case you know.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i have to email stuff to zhijian.&lt;br /&gt;shyt. oh to hell with it. will do it tomorrow. (NOTETOSELF: EMAIL ZHIJIAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling a little... uhm yeah. &lt;br /&gt;i don't know. down i guess.&lt;br /&gt;grrr. i hate it when this happens.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldn't say this. especiall to you.&lt;br /&gt;but fvck you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoro/;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2401522387759868388?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2401522387759868388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2401522387759868388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2401522387759868388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2401522387759868388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-then-you-lose-again.html' title='because then you lose. again.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-8464271007572641704</id><published>2009-08-31T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:27:22.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it progression if a cannibal uses a fork?</title><content type='html'>HAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;teachers' day today!&lt;br /&gt;performance in school was.. okay i guess.&lt;br /&gt;discipline teachers were singing. mr see was waving a ribbon around, like wtf.&lt;br /&gt;retarded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aces day.&lt;br /&gt;E5 GOT FIRST PLACE FOR FLOORBALL.&lt;br /&gt;beat that.&lt;br /&gt;went back to cvps today.&lt;br /&gt;omg is it just me or is everything really small there?&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;I MET NADIAH TODAY! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so went around school with her.&lt;br /&gt;saw cikgu and practically screamed. &lt;br /&gt;mmm. yeah. saw a lot of people. filicks and niki didn't recognise me.&lt;br /&gt;pffsh idiots.&lt;br /&gt;freddie did. :D he looks so different.&lt;br /&gt;we walked around the place every few minutes. &lt;br /&gt;couldn't keep still.&lt;br /&gt;decided to sit at the what used to be, pets corner.&lt;br /&gt;and called asyraf.&lt;br /&gt;dude, i sang munaeru vaalliba.&lt;br /&gt;prank call tak menjadi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;and. i saw the 6/1 07 people.&lt;br /&gt;omg. they look so different.&lt;br /&gt;and there was someone extra today.&lt;br /&gt;WAYNE LEE. 3/1. so freaking long since we last saw him.&lt;br /&gt;and he still recognised us. like so unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;missed him. :'D&lt;br /&gt;also saw gabriel, javiel, chongkai, toby, cassy, jacelyn, huining.&lt;br /&gt;omg all the sixone people. they weren't even from my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaaaays. i couldn't help it. &lt;br /&gt;i had to buy food from the canteen. popcorn chicken. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went back home.&lt;br /&gt;nadiah came over.&lt;br /&gt;did stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;she took the purity of my teddy bears.&lt;br /&gt;tsk. &lt;br /&gt;took photos with the webcam.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;missed that bitch.&lt;br /&gt;she even tried to tune my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disturb hilmi. :)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. stupid matrep tak menjadiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah then she went home. D:&lt;br /&gt;after my nenek got back and we ransack her presents.&lt;br /&gt;and after my parents came back with food.&lt;br /&gt;and they bought laksa for her. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asyraf and nadiah are so .&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS HYPERDAY PEOPLE .&lt;br /&gt;BE HIGH .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoro/;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8464271007572641704?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8464271007572641704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8464271007572641704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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really long posts. &lt;br /&gt;and now everythig is becoming really really short.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just can't really be bothered to write about every single thing that happened. more like, how i'm feeling rather. i don't know if that is a good thing or a bad thing actually. july just said my life sucks. yes i totally agree. i'd kill to have yours really. even though you're usually home alone or something. i wouldn't mind that. that'd be a refreshing change in fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a really redundant post.&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7167002685123921446?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7167002685123921446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7167002685123921446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7167002685123921446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7167002685123921446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/08/obsessive-behaviour.html' title='obsessive behaviour.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-2184357174622739968</id><published>2009-08-29T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:17:40.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in your eyes, i'd like to stay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hi. this is zahrah's pms.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't quite know why i reacted that way. whether i'm just jealous and shizz or because i really really really am attention deprived. either way, it can't be good. it's not my fault that he is so omg-worthy okay. and yes i guess i did sort of had fun during the cip, just like vivien said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever man. it all just feels so wrong. and i seriously have to get over myself. this is not right. and it will never be right. and none of you have any idea what i'm saying. grrrr. ramble ramble shyt shyt crap. but, ughhh i hate it when i'm pms-ing. i have no idea what's going on with myself and i always end up bringing myself down. it's pretty idiotic but yeah that's what happens. all the frigging time. and normally i wouldn't break, but somehow this time i did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to fix my system. really. i seriously have to socialise as well. in school, i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me missus. if you are not completely happy with a person, tell them straight to the face. there is no use in using her as a middleperson. jsyk, she can't stand you too you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY is so in love with J. either that, or she has been influenced. or, she's just obsessed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoro/;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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stay.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-3847362542352231044</id><published>2009-08-28T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:12:13.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chipsahoy!</title><content type='html'>i don't know what to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not updating for so long. &lt;br /&gt;mostly because i can't be really bothered and also because i have been doing a lot of things lately.&lt;br /&gt;also, i have made new friends.&lt;br /&gt;uhm i think. or rather, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized a couple of things these few days.&lt;br /&gt;things i'd rather not tell.&lt;br /&gt;and okay. i really can't say much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naddehh;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;we seriously have to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoro/;&lt;br /&gt;fish are friends, not food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-3847362542352231044?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3847362542352231044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=3847362542352231044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3847362542352231044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3847362542352231044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/08/chipsahoy.html' title='chipsahoy!'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-6031310317006915722</id><published>2009-08-24T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:54:27.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY YOU!</title><content type='html'>i dont know what to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i am too caught up being pissed and a LOT of someones right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid school life.&lt;br /&gt;well at least there are people and things that make things really fun. &lt;br /&gt;well sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm just not making sense anymore.&lt;br /&gt;will talk more later.&lt;br /&gt;once i get back from tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once i log on with someone's laptop to finish oral comm's script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfgwtfgahhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6031310317006915722?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6031310317006915722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6031310317006915722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6031310317006915722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6031310317006915722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-you.html' title='HEY YOU!'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-8682899940884603149</id><published>2009-08-24T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:46:25.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wthwthwthwth.</title><content type='html'>okay seriously, i know you have a problem with me. &lt;br /&gt;what it is, well that i'm not quite sure.&lt;br /&gt;well missus, i have a problem with you too.&lt;br /&gt;you're insensitive, so overly short-tempered that you make the fiercest of people look tame, insanely judgmental and much more actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't see the problem in what i did.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i think it is you that has a problem. &lt;br /&gt;and you too. like seriously, if i have so many flaws, what about you?&lt;br /&gt;why don't you take a look in the mirror? you may seem perfect outside but inside, GOD there are so many errors. if you want to be such a perfectionist, try and perfect yourself first before you target at other people. it will be impossible to make yourself perfect. if you think your attitude is so great, well missus, i have news for you. &lt;s&gt;YOU ARE A SELFCENTERED SHORTTEMPERED, RETARDEDLY IDIOTIC INSENSITIVE PERSON.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did what i did for a self-explanatory yet simple reason. &lt;br /&gt;if you can't deal with it then you have to check yourself.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know what i am but you could have explained to the rest the reason behind what i did. if you can't think, please proceed to the nearest brain surgeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better yet, just knock yourself into a wall.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure brain surgeons wouldn't be able to cure the problem.&lt;br /&gt;and besides, you wanted yourself to be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perform brain surgery on yourself then.&lt;br /&gt;brain surgeons would possibly make a tiny mistake anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zoro/; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s; if you want to perasan and act as if what i'm saying is about you, go ahead. i didn't even say or hint who it was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8682899940884603149?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8682899940884603149/comments/default' 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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-7002760073242475123.post-1204959963753614443</id><published>2009-08-18T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:15:56.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>science!</title><content type='html'>i just had to do this because i go off studying throughout the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that idiot guy over there. his name is TERENCE.&lt;br /&gt;he is 15 years old. he may be retardedly odd and annoying and perverted at times but he makes a pretty awesome friend. it may not seem like it but he IS a human with feelings and he can be serious too. especially when i'm the one being annoying. &lt;br /&gt;yeah i guess i used to have a crush on him. &lt;font size="0.25"&gt;&lt;font colot="gray"&gt;pfft. when i was like ... 11. -.-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; that's no longer a secret. :) the last time i met him was when i was like ... 12? yeah, 2007. and now i miss him. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beaaaaautifooool lady over there is NADIAH. &lt;br /&gt;my best friend. she knows practically everything. &lt;br /&gt;yeah i may annoy her alot. but i hope she doesn't mind. :/&lt;br /&gt;we went through primary school together and it would really suck if we fall out now.&lt;br /&gt;it'd be cool to be friends forever or something. yes there were times that i felt like killing her. and i bet vice versa. buuuuuuuuuut. the last time i saw her was last year. and i hardly ever talk to her. &lt;br /&gt;ANDD&lt;br /&gt;i miss her tooo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;must.&lt;br /&gt;study.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;zoro/;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SoqLaDxoyyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/t4Rr1TdOq2E/s1600-h/nadiah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 320px;" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-6717797100050179208</id><published>2009-08-15T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:33:05.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superdupercalifragilisticification .</title><content type='html'>can someone like please give me a suggestion on a phone that i can get?&lt;br /&gt;okay that sounds really wrong. i meant, give me a suggestion on what phone i should get. i'm going to change my phone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe tomorrowish? we'll see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my braces are purple and lavender now. i don't know, i'm suddenly all black and purple and silver nowadays. it's pretty uncommon. new phase? maybe. although, i don't know if phase is a word that's part of my dictionary. then again, my dictionary has alot of uncommon words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH. i'm thinking about cutting my fringe as well. suggestions? or should i just cut it like i normally do? and layer again? or rebond it and wait till hair grows THEN layer it again? bladdyblaaaah. i can't make up my frigging mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maathavi asked me what she should get for joash. woman, his birthday is on the 27th of September. why are you in such a rush? you have more than a month to go. chilllll already! although i have plenty of ideas on what to get him. he'll probably freak. yup, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm. i forgot what i wanted to say. *biteslip* shiitttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size="0.25"&gt;boy, if you don't like the girl anymore, don't break her heart. tell her straight to her face. don't wait and make her wonder wtf is going on with you. you may be my friend-ish, but that doesn't mean i'm not allowed to hurt you, break you down and possibly kill you. asshole.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; the people you don't expect to be the awesomest, may just be the awesomest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life revolves around sluts, whores, hoes and bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;greatness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zoro/;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6717797100050179208?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6717797100050179208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6717797100050179208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6717797100050179208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i decided to change my blogskin. i have a thing for white skins now. they're pretty cool. :D it's a friday and i'm really happy. which somehow made me in the mood to change blogskins. kay, the topic is so redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not ready for this. i really am not. it's all happening too fast and i'm honestly not prepared for it. i wish i could control everything now. then i can choose to slow down and part of my life and quicken whatever i feel should be quickened. or i could just pause a whole part and take more time to prepare. i can't actually do much about it. i guess i'll have to make do with what i already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still feel like i have no true friends i can rely on anytime of the day. &lt;br /&gt;i guess nobody knows. or maybe i'm just really dumb or paranoid or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll just see how it all ends up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s; it would do you some justice and probably help you regain your modesty if you treated them less like rope byatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s; i am scared of what might happen if i just tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoro/;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2231606909228617718?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2231606909228617718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2231606909228617718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2231606909228617718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2231606909228617718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/08/flaucinaucinihillipilification.html' title='flaucinaucinihillipilification!'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-4843637004898409893</id><published>2009-08-13T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:35:30.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and shes back.</title><content type='html'>alright!&lt;br /&gt;im back online bytches.&lt;br /&gt;well to be honest, i'm supposed to be doing my homec coursweork right now.&lt;br /&gt;i think we all know that courseworks are just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far school has been taking a lot of my time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not kidding. i get home feeling seriously tired.&lt;br /&gt;and the things happening in school itself are all OMG-worthy.&lt;br /&gt;oh and word of advice, do NOT walk forwards while your head is facing the back.&lt;br /&gt;you WiLL walk into something even if you think you're being extra careful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. &lt;br /&gt;been terribly depressed-like these couple of weeks/days. &lt;br /&gt;i blame it on a book i just read. or rather, two books.&lt;br /&gt;yes, im reading when the common test is next week. go me!&lt;br /&gt;i should be given an award of some sort!&lt;br /&gt;as i was saying, it's all the books' fault.&lt;br /&gt;gah. im too lazy to explain. to add on, i have no idea what to write about for the damn coursework. i want a patchworkboy as well. kitty should really know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;oh, HI KITTY!!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go livejournal now.&lt;br /&gt;since practically no one reads my livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;it's more private. &lt;br /&gt;i like that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;zoro/;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-4843637004898409893?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4843637004898409893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=4843637004898409893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4843637004898409893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4843637004898409893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-shes-back.html' title='and shes back.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-322904031196832193</id><published>2009-08-13T19:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:56:22.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because i havent in so frigging long.</title><content type='html'>there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG 4 MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;STUPID TIMER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to blog today.&lt;br /&gt;honest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-322904031196832193?l=gryffindorsgeek.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-7002760073242475123.post-7858947050437177584</id><published>2009-08-09T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:34:16.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK. YES. IM ALIVE. I AM;D</title><content type='html'>happy national day?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atiqfro forced me to watch ndp because she's gonna be in it.&lt;br /&gt;drumming? i wonder if it's the one when the red lions are jumping.&lt;br /&gt;okay seriously irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word says my uncle's in it too. right. okay.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i sang in front of the whole frigging school on friday.&lt;br /&gt;one thing i never thought i'd do during the whole course of my school life is&lt;br /&gt;sing in front of the whole entire school. that, was just not called for. &lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i did it. it's over. end of story.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just glad it's over. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i don't know what to say. &lt;br /&gt;the drumline is really cool. seriously really cool. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just blog later or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;djiuaewhfeiuguh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7858947050437177584?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7858947050437177584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7858947050437177584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7858947050437177584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7858947050437177584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back-yes-im-alive-i-amd.html' title='IM BACK. YES. IM ALIVE. I AM;D'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-2819968279875688185</id><published>2009-07-30T19:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:49:08.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like an ice cold queen.</title><content type='html'>i feel like ignoring people.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to talk to anyone unless they talk to me and it's really important.&lt;br /&gt;but obviously i will fail.&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine going to class tomorrow morning and not end up talking to kenneth and nicholas and then cassandra.&lt;br /&gt;pretty much impossible.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll just ignore people today.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like they really care much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell i could be dead and no one would notice.&lt;br /&gt;it's not really that hard to leave me out.&lt;br /&gt;that happens pretty much everyday anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i will always end up feeling like so fregging extra.&lt;br /&gt;everyone else has their own cliques and shit and they're sitting together&lt;br /&gt;and then im like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WTF DO I FIT IN?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's really easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I. DONT. FIT. IN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now do you get what i mean by &lt;em&gt;"i'm so fregging extra"? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just sit alone looking at everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zoro/;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="0.25"&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;now do you get it?&lt;br /&gt;when i said i have no one to talk to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2819968279875688185?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2819968279875688185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-7002760073242475123.post-7433533830546798915</id><published>2009-07-29T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:14:05.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the clock on the wall went ringring.</title><content type='html'>sometimes it really amazes me how the people you least expect to help you are the ones that really actually care. i mean, they are the ones who actually talk to you and make you feel better while everyone else like, doesn't really care that much. although sometimes you don't really talk to them or they may seem like the kind of people you don't fit in with. they just amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all. you all know who you are. i dont care if you dont even read this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think other times i'd just talk shit about you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;zoro/;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7433533830546798915?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7433533830546798915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7433533830546798915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7433533830546798915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7433533830546798915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-clock-on-wall-went-ringring.html' title='and the clock on the wall went ringring.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-3748979590509514936</id><published>2009-07-28T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:31:33.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i mean seriously.</title><content type='html'>i really want to blog everyday. sometimes i really do have alot to say.&lt;br /&gt;but i somehow feel like i really don't have enough time nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;i have like, homework everday. and i mean ALOT of homework. &lt;br /&gt;and then by the time i reach home, i'm like really tired and usually end up falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and then there are times where i'm too lazy to go online. or i do go online but i don't have enough time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i feel packed. and i'm just 14. joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had drama today. finished the script. stupid ending i tell you. &lt;br /&gt;and that's supposed to be the script for trinity. hah. we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;drama was as usual. very drama and very noisy, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;homec, we made queen cakes. couldn't do the tasting since i was fasting.&lt;br /&gt;so waited till i reached home. or rather, jalan kayu.&lt;br /&gt;you see, i didnt want to go home earlier so i had to go home myself coz my dad and grammy went &lt;br /&gt;to fetch my mom. and i, being the oh-so-smart-one, i didn't bring house keys. SO, i had to wait outside the house. (...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, my house has like benches and a table outside. but i didn't sit on them.&lt;br /&gt;preferred the floor. (Y) waited till they called and offered to have dinner at jalan kayu. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuppp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't pay attention during math. idk where my mind was.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need to pay more attention. aiming for an a2.&lt;br /&gt;so i can go to .... e3? xD (Y) hopefully. inshaallah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this post is seriously messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terence. i swear you're driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;ABANGABANGJONAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaah. &lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;zoro/;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-3748979590509514936?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3748979590509514936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=3748979590509514936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3748979590509514936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3748979590509514936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-mean-seriously.html' title='i mean seriously.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-1589616429515119457</id><published>2009-07-26T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:26:23.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>madina lake.</title><content type='html'>here's the thing. &lt;br /&gt;i've been listening to bands like Madina Lake for a long time now.&lt;br /&gt;Since like 07, when the album came out.&lt;br /&gt;i have a witness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but honestly, i'm really behind time now.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know that they have &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NEW ALBUM&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;but i forgot and now i remember because they're song was on MTV.&lt;br /&gt;and im like FUCK. MADINA LAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THEM LIKE !@#$%^&amp;*(.&lt;br /&gt;their new album is ultra cool too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so behind time.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my old life.&lt;br /&gt;when i'd be among the first to know. &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/7002760073242475123-1589616429515119457?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1589616429515119457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=1589616429515119457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/1589616429515119457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/1589616429515119457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/madina-lake.html' title='madina lake.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-7265321937276649250</id><published>2009-07-24T19:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:27:37.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NICKYYYY ;D</title><content type='html'>LOL. sometimes he can just make your day.&lt;br /&gt;although sometimes he is really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;but he's cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;as the saying goes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"you can't live with 'em and you can't live &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; 'em."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well for now. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nicholas. says:&lt;br /&gt; oh. so, THATS her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✿ zoroe thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; yes THATS her&lt;br /&gt; why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas. says:&lt;br /&gt; nah.&lt;br /&gt; thought she was like some super chio person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✿ zoroe thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas. says:&lt;br /&gt; or smth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✿ zoroe thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; BURN .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas. says:&lt;br /&gt; well then again&lt;br /&gt; she isnt all that bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✿ zoroe thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; DEH.&lt;br /&gt; MAKE UP UR MIND LAH.&lt;br /&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas. says:&lt;br /&gt; lols&lt;br /&gt; okay&lt;br /&gt; nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✿ zoroe thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; no?&lt;br /&gt; AW&lt;br /&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas. says:&lt;br /&gt; lols&lt;br /&gt; hmmm&lt;br /&gt; okok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✿ zoroe thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; like i said.&lt;br /&gt; MAKE UP UR MIND -.-&lt;br /&gt; scale of 1 to 10 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas. says:&lt;br /&gt; 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✿ zoroe thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt; IS THAT GOOD OR BAD&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7265321937276649250?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7265321937276649250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7265321937276649250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7265321937276649250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7265321937276649250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/nickyyyy-d.html' title='NICKYYYY ;D'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-5101458295680216937</id><published>2009-07-23T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T18:56:53.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REJECTED. REJECTED. you just got r-e-j-e-c-t-e-d</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt; Julyy, Roch, Z: RUN BABY RUN! DON'T EVER LOOK BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz: *does action of running , looks back and shakes head while crossing index fingers to an X*&lt;br /&gt;J,R,Z: THEY'LL TEAR US APART IF YOU GIVE THEM THE CHANCE!&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz: *Tearing apart action*&lt;br /&gt;J&amp;Z: *laughing and singing like mad*&lt;br /&gt;J,R,Z: LACE UP YOUR SHOES.&lt;br /&gt;J,R,Z,H,NUT: AY OH AY OH!&lt;br /&gt;J,R,Z: HERE'S HOW WE DO!&lt;br /&gt;j,r,z: RUN BABY RUN! DON'T EVER LOOK BACK! THEY'LL TEAR US APART IF YOU GIVE THEM THE CHANCE!&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz: *running action etc again*&lt;br /&gt;J,R,Z: dont sell your heart dont say, we're not meant to be! run baby run! forever will be.... YOU AND ME!&lt;br /&gt;hafiz: *holds chest, hand becomes "mouth", shakes head and finger into a NO, running action again, YOU AND ME ACTION ;D*&lt;br /&gt;r,z: we're flying through the night, we're flying through the night, WAAAAY UP HAAAAI! the view from here, is getting better with YOU BY MY SIDE!&lt;br /&gt;hafiz: *flying action, high action, make it seem like he is looking at a view, thumbs up, points to "someone" beside him* &lt;br /&gt;[chorus, yadda,yadda]&lt;br /&gt;R&amp;Z: YOU AND MEEEEEEEEEEEEE! YOU AND ME!!!!! *really really loud*&lt;br /&gt;Relief teacher: COULD YOU PLEASE STOP SINGING!??!?!&lt;br /&gt;J,R,Z,H,Nut: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz; DO YOU HEAR ME?&lt;br /&gt;July&amp;Nut; im talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;R&amp;Z: ACROSS THE WATERRR ACROSS THE DEEEP BLUE OCEAAAAAN.&lt;br /&gt;*continue song*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use your EEEMAAAJEEENAAASHUUUHN. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was awesome lah. &lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;lunch with kd and nammy.&lt;br /&gt;then DRAMAMAMAMAMAMAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and moyhong, my name is sharifah.&lt;br /&gt;not syafiqah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't be bothered to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;zoro/;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-5101458295680216937?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5101458295680216937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=5101458295680216937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5101458295680216937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5101458295680216937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/rejected-rejected-you-just-got-r-e-j-e.html' title='REJECTED. REJECTED. you just got r-e-j-e-c-t-e-d'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-4871620109723898628</id><published>2009-07-21T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:36:03.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RHD &lt;3</title><content type='html'>hello earthlings and plutonians!&lt;br /&gt;today is racial harmony day!&lt;br /&gt;i wore my qibao. :D&lt;br /&gt;for photos, please proceed to my FB.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know my FB, ask me on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know my MSN, then good for you. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less than half the class wore cultural clothes. actually, about 11. i'm couting julyy. :D school was okay i guess. cikgu ismail didn't come. two whole periods of phototaking sessions. cool or what. i convinced afiqah and fadd to change. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;i realize alot of people were wearing orange. and i swear i saw two-three guys wearing the ghamis and that headgear thing. EVEN MY FATHER DOESN'T USE THE HEADGEAR. i'm like &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"awesome ah these people, so enthu. (Y)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math and homeec were... bleagh. after school, went to search for aini. ended up helping E2 take to pictures. practically their whole class brought something to change to. okay, i went to search for aini because we exchanged shoes. initially we wanted to use two different shoes. :P but we thought that would be beyond insane. so yeah :D i followed namira and kitty to the band room after that. helped band-ies take pictures and all. so colourful :D (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitty is retarded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;IT'S HOT. IT'S HOT. IT'S HOT! *takes off shoes and stands on the parade square* IT'S HOT!!!! IT'S HOT!!!! IT'S HOT!!!!!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk how she wear her flats. she might've as well been barefooted. went to the canteen and found amelia. i got stopped by chella. took a picture with him and khalid. dude, i felt really short standing next to chella. obviously. i seriously need to grow lah. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after slacking and doing idk what, WENT FOR DRAMAMAMAMAMA ;D&lt;br /&gt;i miss dramamamamama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out the groupings for trinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;zoro/;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah okay, very.... mundane post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-4871620109723898628?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4871620109723898628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=4871620109723898628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4871620109723898628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4871620109723898628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/rhd-3.html' title='RHD &lt;3'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-2060097548345082044</id><published>2009-07-20T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:53:45.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I MISS YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2060097548345082044?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2060097548345082044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2060097548345082044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2060097548345082044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2060097548345082044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/gth.html' title='gth.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-176120584369450607</id><published>2009-07-19T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:57:26.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3oh3! like you know me. YIPPEYEAHYIPEEYEAH.</title><content type='html'>you'll know that the title is from a song if you've listened to 3oh!3 since last yeear. HAAAAAH. 303 posts;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/04IKTept6Ak&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/04IKTept6Ak&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to &lt;font size="4"&gt;JULYY&lt;/font&gt; for intro-ing this song to me yesterday. :) and plenty other songs. the thing is, i know the bands and the people. i just don't know the songs. so thank you &lt;font size="4"&gt;JULYY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun yesterday. valerie, cassandra and maathavi left early. julyy stayed and we did the powerpoint slides for a bit until we gave up and went to watch videos. we were like laying on my bed and watching video after video. LOL. decided to watch Another Cinderella Story. the video took forever to load and we were both hungry. mind you, we ate rice before. LOL we actually cooked bacon and chicken cocktails. HAHAHHA CUT OFF THE FATS FROM THE BACON XD i almost fell coz i jumped off the bed and landed on my file. HAHA. stupid. yesterday was retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aqil thought july was me. stupid aqil. qilqil? ew.&lt;br /&gt;july stayed till like....7? then she left and me and mom and dad left for plazasing to watch potter &gt;:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO DO MY BLOODY HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;zoro/;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-176120584369450607?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/176120584369450607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=176120584369450607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/176120584369450607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/176120584369450607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/3oh3-like-you-know-me.html' title='3oh3! like you know me. YIPPEYEAHYIPEEYEAH.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-7704515545235585284</id><published>2009-07-17T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:50:20.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i swear blogger is screwed in Opera.</title><content type='html'>like really. so whatever. &lt;br /&gt;i am really tired. &lt;br /&gt;ughh it's like the days are getting more tiring by the minute.&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, stayed back today to re-decorate the students' hub and shift stuff from the prefect's room to students' hub. :D &lt;br /&gt;started with kenneth, moyhong and me. then the sec 3s started to come in. more people to help with the shifting of stuff. but they left in the end. leaving me with kenneth, zakee(who finally came), moyhong and jeremy. ohh and eelin. jeremy and eelin left eventually. but not after i asked cassandra and maathavi to help. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was aweesome lah. jonathan came in too. the sec..4(?) guy. and we found this tubelike thing. loong ones. something like the vacuum cleaner ones but smaller in size. and some are long and some are short. then i took it and started waving it around. then i realized there was some weird sound coming out. it sounded a bit like the wind in the cartoons. lol then moyhong and jonathan took the long ones and waved it around like some martial artist. and it really sounded like wind. it was so cool lah. LOL we became the councillor orchestra for a while. weird sounds. oh, we sent back ALL the books to the library so now the shelves are to put your bags ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a this frisbee lit of stuff happened. we even found this frisbee like thing that has the letters B-O-W-E-N on each frisbee. we suspect it was from 10 years back. when bowen had a cheerleading squad. :) we found ALOT of things to be honest. even instant noodles, canned mushrooms and sardines. AND THE SARDINES ARE STILL EDIBLE. everything else is expired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;we finally designed the place. i actually literally said IM THINKING over and over again. and it wasn't because of the joke. but jeremy laughed anyways. HAH. -.- &lt;br /&gt;i tried to make sure that every piece of furniture matched one other thing :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THE DESIGN. conjured by ME. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha and cassandra and maathavi and moyhong zakee.&lt;br /&gt;kenneth......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHXBAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;zoro/;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; khairi and zakee are insanely random. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7704515545235585284?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7704515545235585284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7704515545235585284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7704515545235585284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7704515545235585284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-swear-blogger-is-screwed-in-opera.html' title='i swear blogger is screwed in Opera.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-7214875100960810961</id><published>2009-07-16T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:58:34.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talk about abhdcbsibv</title><content type='html'>warcraft sucks. hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was uhm, really tiring. idk why my parents blame the tiredness to the computer. school is tiring the hell out of me and practically everyone else. last year, at this point of time i was anything but tired. DFGHJSDFGHJKERTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had DC duty today. covered for hazel. well at least i got to do it with jaron and nammie! :D even though quite a number of people showed up, there's still alot more to come. as in, they didn't come today, so they'll probably be there tomorrow. but today there was this group of guys, they were pretty hilarious and annoying like #@$%^&amp;* at the same time. but ms normala came and they got a good scolding. it was funny to watch really. and she confiscated a few phones. including farhanah's! &gt;:{ the guys were given re-timing. lol but two got to leave early coz of classes. the other one had to stay. poor guy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks so innocent lah. but whateverwhatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhm.&lt;br /&gt;yeah stayed till 5.05. &lt;br /&gt;was damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;had nothing to do. should've done homework but i forgot i had the photocopied graph paper till i reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zoro/;xx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7214875100960810961?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7214875100960810961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7214875100960810961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7214875100960810961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7214875100960810961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/talk-about-abhdcbsibv.html' title='talk about abhdcbsibv'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-2011078833863308937</id><published>2009-07-15T19:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:56:28.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terence suckerrrr.</title><content type='html'>shut up terence:)&lt;br /&gt;you can't force me lah okay. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and THAT will never happen you know. OBVIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, today was frigging awesome. &lt;br /&gt;as in, the after school part. i practically fell asleep during ms wang's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DID NOT :D&lt;br /&gt;had math remedial with a2. they finished really quick so it was left with us.&lt;br /&gt;the efivians. basically, i almost killed nicholas/i am smart:D/rochelle sucks/shermainvgnicholashilmiziqi rocks/nicholas is a turtle/mdm tan said turtle/hilmi is a hare/hilmi uses cooking oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. :) only those people will understand. it was funfunfunnnnn. oh and james and ahloy rocksrocksrocks! okay i'm blogging so wtf-ly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was pretty okay too. especially after school. i found namira and complained. then i dragged her to hmt even though she practically ran away. then we found out cikgu wasn't there so we intended to go to the toilet but we saw kaydee and sotong so we screamed at them to come over. we were singing and dancing in the middle of the parade square. LMFAO. oh i saw a botak head. HAH. but whatever. atiqah told me that the warcraft book was claimed D: i was about to do something with it. i forgot what i wanted to do. OH YAH. something like make fun of the retarded face. HAHAHAHAH. nevermind. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear, the cover of the book is some possesed chick. its so #$%^&amp;. during hmt(during school hours) cikgu actually asked us whose book it was. LIKE UHM, more than half the class are girls. we don't read that shyt. and hafiz and hilmi are SO NOT people who reads those kind of things. &lt;em&gt;WHO READS WARCRAFT?!!?!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwyaaaaaaays.&lt;br /&gt;uhm. &lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;malayclass is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;coz we're all haaaaai.&lt;br /&gt;math remedial is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;coz we're all ... LMFAO. &lt;br /&gt;can't even describe how we are.&lt;br /&gt;I-M-P-O-S-S-I-B-L-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xxooxx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sl3DtW5Y3lI/AAAAAAAAAXU/v46E8wNJ7NE/s1600-h/demonsoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sl3DtW5Y3lI/AAAAAAAAAXU/v46E8wNJ7NE/s320/demonsoul.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358654315648573010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like that.&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;it was insane.&lt;br /&gt;i was like FUCK. WHAT THE HELL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh really lah.&lt;br /&gt;WARCRAFT IS SO...&lt;br /&gt;hfuhiwuheidha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2011078833863308937?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2011078833863308937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2011078833863308937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2011078833863308937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2011078833863308937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/terence-suckerrrr.html' title='terence suckerrrr.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sl3DtW5Y3lI/AAAAAAAAAXU/v46E8wNJ7NE/s72-c/demonsoul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-2292880903224878380</id><published>2009-07-10T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T17:57:39.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we did something baaaaaaaaaddddddd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6UOwEPNI/AAAAAAAAAXM/bEVpw7FiiDk/s1600-h/DSC04110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6UOwEPNI/AAAAAAAAAXM/bEVpw7FiiDk/s320/DSC04110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356814401011989714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6T7Bty5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/NoMMjrFWGVw/s1600-h/DSC04109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6T7Bty5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/NoMMjrFWGVw/s320/DSC04109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356814395717307282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6GweXfOI/AAAAAAAAAW8/AOtr85Z4pTI/s1600-h/DSC04108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6GweXfOI/AAAAAAAAAW8/AOtr85Z4pTI/s320/DSC04108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356814169546390754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6Ghc0abI/AAAAAAAAAW0/rQn3BAlX4Y4/s1600-h/DSC04107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6Ghc0abI/AAAAAAAAAW0/rQn3BAlX4Y4/s320/DSC04107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356814165513365938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6GVPdTCI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Wgc7KJswBQE/s1600-h/DSC04104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6GVPdTCI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Wgc7KJswBQE/s320/DSC04104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356814162236099618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6GP3jJCI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zkzmkuGiLM0/s1600-h/DSC04102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6GP3jJCI/AAAAAAAAAWk/zkzmkuGiLM0/s320/DSC04102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356814160793642018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6F0HTxxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/V1EhDazo58o/s1600-h/DSC04101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6F0HTxxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/V1EhDazo58o/s320/DSC04101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356814153343551250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures now.&lt;br /&gt;story tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i didnt ditch you naddd.&lt;br /&gt;my dad seriously didn't allow me to go. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;edited: 11July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 300th post! :D so anyways, yesterday Jess, Cass, Val and Maathavi dropped by for the ce project shyt. went to buangkok mrt to fetch them and cass, maathavi and i had to wait for jess and val for practically 1 hour. finally they came and went to buy food at the shops near the station. val started rating us from 1 to 10. i got 8! right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, walked all the way to my place and drove maathavi crazy because jess, val and i kept singing. she almost killed us when we sang Hot and Cold. Long story. :) either way, she went insane. worked well. :) so when they reached my place, they couldn't find my room. HAH what the.. it's behind the front door okay. :) the first thing that happened was... &lt;blockquote&gt;Jess: IS YOUR ROOM EDIBLE? Zoro: WHAAAT? *Cassandra &amp; I start laughing like mad* Zoro: NO U CANT EAT MY ROOM! Jess: ROFLMAO .. I MEAN *laugh* CAN *laugh* CAN I EAT IN YOUR ROOM? Zoro: YES LAH DUH. *everyone starts laughing like maddddd.&lt;/blockquote&gt; then i had 345678 comments about my posters. yes i know that i have alot of posters. initially, the plan was to come to my place and find neighbours/people to take photos with for the ce racial harmony shyt. what really happened was valerie started cutting maathavi's hair and making her over. accomplice: me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dressed her up in my clothes and put my make up(okay mostly eyeliner) on her. she ended up looking really hottttttt. ^^ honestly, we started talking about idk what crap and putting eyeliner on each other and ransacking my room while cassandra read magazine after magazine. we got pretty loud as well. and maathavi started complaining about wasting time. HAHAHA motherv. valerie kept saying "you gotta trust me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we all agreed that we'll hire valerie for prom. &lt;font size="0.25"&gt;&lt;s&gt;which was when maathavi revealed that she will be going for prom THIS YEAR because she's under wellfare for the councilboard so she'll be able to attend prom coz they organized it. suckerrrrrrr.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i cant begin to explain all the random shyt that happened. it's pretty much impossible. yes we did find people to take photos with. we played downstairs at the excercise area. HAHAHA alot of shyt happened there. xD *TOOO* HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;i feel retarded now.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2292880903224878380?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2292880903224878380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2292880903224878380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2292880903224878380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2292880903224878380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-did-something-baaaaaaaaaddddddd.html' title='we did something baaaaaaaaaddddddd.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc6UOwEPNI/AAAAAAAAAXM/bEVpw7FiiDk/s72-c/DSC04110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-4185369032389914049</id><published>2009-07-10T20:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:51:44.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COZ YOU'RE 14 AND IM 6.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc1w8h1BHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/u7KoYjof9Qs/s1600-h/n582223388_188820_2688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc1w8h1BHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/u7KoYjof9Qs/s320/n582223388_188820_2688.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356809396778501234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture is so zaman tok adam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this picture is so frigging old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS. JULY10!&lt;br /&gt;which means,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NADIAH/NADDYBUMS/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NXDIXH/NADD/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;/(insertothernicknameshere)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been like eight freaking years with you and i never get tired of the stupidity that surrounds us. i know we haven't seen each other for like 2 whole years and it'll probably be kind of awkward if we meet again but HELLO! i love you :) you know basically practically everything. and i hope i do too. you should know by now that you're like my bestestest friend and i hope i can keep you locked in my room or something.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; muahahahahahahha.&lt;/span&gt; sometimes i really miss you. i miss the idiot things we say and do. and i miss annoying the eff out of you. HEH :) don't lie, you know that i know that i do it alot. i miss skipping duties with you. i miss doing retarded things in the library during HMT with you. and farhana! HAHAH :D basically we did alot of stuff that is dumb and retarded and random. along with the other girls. i miss that. but i know that one day we'll be able to do it again. :) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you're fourteen now for God's sake!&lt;/span&gt; you've gone through so much and so have i. and as far as i remember, you've been there. ok i'll try cutting the mushy crap. before i start crying. yeah i know..-.-' happy birthday:) i'm sorry that i couldn't stay up till 1200 yesterday night. I TRIED OKAY. i was already so sleepy today you know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and yes i will always remember scaring the shit out of ourselves. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-4185369032389914049?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4185369032389914049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=4185369032389914049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4185369032389914049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4185369032389914049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/coz-youre-14-and-im-6.html' title='COZ YOU&apos;RE 14 AND IM 6.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Slc1w8h1BHI/AAAAAAAAAWM/u7KoYjof9Qs/s72-c/n582223388_188820_2688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-4203093126690044080</id><published>2009-07-09T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:07:29.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SlXNskzQpZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BsR8GPf3sJs/s1600-h/DSC04061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SlXNskzQpZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BsR8GPf3sJs/s320/DSC04061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356413497503688082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a totally random post and was not planned at all.&lt;br /&gt;yes i usually plan my posts. USUALLY. not always.&lt;br /&gt;like i'd be in class and i'd think of things to say. &lt;br /&gt;but not so much lately. i so have to pay attention in order to ace EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching f.r.i.e.n.d.s now :D what? it's not my fault my mom watched it before. she influenced me. and damn i have tuition at 8. damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;oh didchu know that i like pixies? they're awesome. and unicorns.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH I LOVE CHANDLER ;D &lt;br /&gt;okay random. im bored. i have nothing to say right now.&lt;br /&gt;help me. GAHHH. i miss my greatgrandma. &lt;br /&gt;D: i feel like i've never really appreciated her enough. but noo she is not dead okay. please. she's alive. but i miss her. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh. okay this is point-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-4203093126690044080?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4203093126690044080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=4203093126690044080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4203093126690044080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4203093126690044080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-bored.html' title='im bored.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SlXNskzQpZI/AAAAAAAAAWE/BsR8GPf3sJs/s72-c/DSC04061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-8799131219697479080</id><published>2009-07-09T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:43:45.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's talk about warped :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Let’s assume there are peeps reading this that have never been to warped. School them on what to do: Drink soooo much water. Don’t ever get stuck in a pit for more than two bands - you will pass out or get knocked out. Don’t touch anyone’s vagina; you do not want to mingle with that. It’s not a day to touch vagina; it’s a day to listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;-Alex Gaskarth&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants to run away with me and go to warped? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8799131219697479080?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8799131219697479080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8799131219697479080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8799131219697479080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8799131219697479080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-talk-about-warped.html' title='let&apos;s talk about warped :)'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-102063790491491324</id><published>2009-07-09T17:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:48:49.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM SORRRRYYY! D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SlW4HqR0psI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ghG66rxO7hY/s1600-h/DSC03373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SlW4HqR0psI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ghG66rxO7hY/s320/DSC03373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356389773574710978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="lime green"&gt; HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNA!: ) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i know that i've only known you for like, a year? maybe two? around there, that's for sure. plus, i've only met you &lt;u&gt;ONCE&lt;/u&gt;. but somehow, we became pretty good friends. and alot of things were shared and shizz. i was really disappointed that you had to move away. at least we managed to get together before you left. like one week before. LOL. and we could practically be two tooooootallllly different people. but i still love ya. and i know i missed your birthday :X &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BUTBUTBUT&lt;/span&gt;, here's your birthday wish! if you read this, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;YOU SHOULD READ THIS.&lt;/span&gt; i admit, i'm out of words. i'm currently wondering whatever you would do about .. you know. well, i am still here for you. even though you're all the way like 3456789miles away in phils. but we started out online anyways. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my point basically, is that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ILOVEYOU&lt;/span&gt; andandandand &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPYBIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt; NEEDS A GIRLFRIEND. INTERESTED GIRLS ARE WELCOME TO TAG : )&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no im serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-102063790491491324?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/102063790491491324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=102063790491491324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/102063790491491324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/102063790491491324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sorrrryyy-d.html' title='IM SORRRRYYY! D:'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SlW4HqR0psI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ghG66rxO7hY/s72-c/DSC03373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-8387645626709706495</id><published>2009-07-08T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:22:28.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will get sick. I WILLL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SlSLniQnZ1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/hk7EmiTrFH0/s1600-h/Untitled10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SlSLniQnZ1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/hk7EmiTrFH0/s320/Untitled10.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356059368178018130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i really wanted to be all sad during the tribute. &lt;br /&gt;but the comments sent by the people were too funny. i just had to laugh. luckily yasmin-e laughed with me. or i'd feel really bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people were like, for example, RIP Sazlina... , RIP MICHEAL SEAN AND SIVAKUMAR , U R THE BEST MUSTAFA RADIO DEPARTMENT , I love U Shahrizal and on and on and onnnnnnn. they were all phail. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say except, I HAVE HOMEWORK AND I WILL GET SICK ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8387645626709706495?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8387645626709706495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8387645626709706495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8387645626709706495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8387645626709706495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-will-get-sick-i-willl.html' title='i will get sick. I WILLL.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SlSLniQnZ1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/hk7EmiTrFH0/s72-c/Untitled10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-6193317762110832925</id><published>2009-07-07T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:42:36.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>supernovacassanovabassanova!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ignore the post below.&lt;br /&gt;and also the title. &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;you know what, actually you can't even see the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, i have over 7483382 books in my room to be read. i am very happy. : )&lt;br /&gt;oh and i heard that PATD lost two members. Yes, they broke up in half. RyRo and Jon. WHAT?! NO! you can't lose ryro bden! HE IS RYRO! how can you lose him!?!? Heard the news early in the morning on radio. This huge PATD fan was telling the world. Some news to start the day with. I didn't want to believe it. But oh well, can't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;Here's more about the half-break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;So Panic at the Disco is sort of breaking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More specifically, members Ryan Ross (the group's creative "mastermind") and Jon Walker are leaving the band to pursue other musical endeavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to their official website, "Though the four of us have made music together in the past, we’ve creatively evolved in different directions which has compromised what each of us want to personally achieve."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining band members, however, will continue to record and tour as planned.&lt;br /&gt;They want that Panic $$$$$$$!&lt;br /&gt;Will the band be the same without Ryan (and Jon)? Better? Worse? &lt;br /&gt;Thoughts???&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2009-07-06-panic-at-the-disco-break-up-is-no-cause-for-panic"&gt;PerezHilton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one more. Just so you will be satisfied. Especially if you're a PATDjunkie like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="0.5"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Third album &amp; Departure of Ryan Ross and Jon Walker (2009-Present)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 6th, 2009, an announcement was put up on the band's website stating that Ryan Ross and Jon Walker would be leaving the band to pursue their own musical interests. The official upcoming project from Ryan and Jon is still unknown at this point. Although Jon Walker and with Erick Ronick (Panic's touring keyboard player and member from Black Gold) have created a duo side project called Hillside Session. Brendon Urie and Spencer Smith, however, are still in the band and will continue playing as Panic at the Disco.[20] It has been claimed by Pete Wentz on his official Twitter that some of the new material that Brendon and Spencer are working on has a more A Fever You Can't Sweat Out sound.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Murph Murphy and Tord Overlond-Knudsen from The Wombats will fill in for Ryan Ross and Jon Walker respectively for the Blink 182 tour until a new guitarist and bassist are found.&lt;br /&gt;Source(s):&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panic_at_th... the section above is under "Third album &amp; Departure of Ryan Ross and Jon Walker (2009-Present)"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20090706172816AAHnlhM"&gt;YahooAnswers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATIN! What do we do now? D: It's like, not the same anymore. It's like frigging FOB and all the other FBR bands broke up as well. Ohmygod, i sound like an addict. No i am not. Just a fan. JUST. A. FAN. anyways, let's not talk about this anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly have nothing to say. i am speechless. patd is broken in half. :( i don't mean to sound so overly attached. but HELLO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i'll probably post again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6193317762110832925?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6193317762110832925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6193317762110832925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6193317762110832925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6193317762110832925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/supernovacassanovabassanova.html' title='supernovacassanovabassanova!'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-7432591426142550863</id><published>2009-07-07T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:06:32.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GTFA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="0.5"&gt;do you know how annoying it is to see your bloody face practically everyday? well it is VERY annoying. i almost wanted to stab you with maathavi's butterknife but sadly she stopped bringing it to school. i don't get why you're suddenly everywhere. just go away would you? i know it's not on purpose but OHMYGOD is it annoying. i am just so frigging happy that you're not in my class or i'd probably kill myself or something like that. okay, no wait. bad idea. maybe i should just stalk you home and stab you while you're sleeping. then again, i am not going to end up being some murderer just because you're bloody face is everywhere. i bet you don't even realize it. well i don't actually care much. BUT GO AWAY. how can i make this more clear? it's possibly impossible to go up to you and say it to your face because then i'd probably look like some freak. why? because like i've said, you probably don't even realize it. too caught up in your own little world. now i don't mean to sound harsh or anything. i'm just irritated. i feel like screaming into your ear. and then maybe punching you. and yes, you should know this by now, killing you. but what am i typing here for? you don't know who you are, you don't even know this little web exists. WHATEVER. i just want to make my point clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET THE FUCK AWAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i swear, the next time i see your fucking face, i will destroy it bit by bit and shred it into 3456789billion pieces. oh yes, violent, i know. LIKE I CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: no wait, that's impossible. i cut my nails today. damn.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7432591426142550863?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7432591426142550863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7432591426142550863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7432591426142550863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7432591426142550863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/gtfa.html' title='GTFA.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-1121378902886057712</id><published>2009-07-06T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T19:16:26.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe Jonas is SO gay .</title><content type='html'>I was staring at the screen, thinking about a topic to write on. I got bored and decided to watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/ShaneDawsonTv"&gt;ShaneDawson&lt;/a&gt;. Which I did. Then I went to his second account and there was a video of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/ShaneDawsonTv2"&gt;Shanaynay&lt;/a&gt; watching a video of Joe Jonas dancing to Single Ladies. Yes, another reaction video. I reckoned it was fake. I mean why would Joe dance to Beyonce's song? Then I figured, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fuck It. These guys are crazy enough to do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt;. So I went to watch a response reaction. By then, I found the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt; video of him dancing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you guys something. I have watched 2 girls 1 cup and a bunch of other crazy shit. This beats all. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IT IS SO DISTURBING, JUPITER COULD EXPLODE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What?!&lt;/span&gt; Okay anyways, I'm not kidding. It's really disturbing. And he looks more gay than ever. He actually wears &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;heels and a leotard&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Uhm right. If you're curious. Here's Joe being &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rP-KFnYg6Hw&amp;feature=related"&gt;GAY-er&lt;/a&gt; than ever. Apparently, fans asked for him to do that. For the new album. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Publicity?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Seriously?&lt;/span&gt; Who would buy that album after looking at THIS!? I mean, other than little teeny weeny 6-12 year old girls who want to a Mrs Jonas. And groupies. And mommies. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Okay, that's a lot of groups. I don't get it. Really. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i actually watched a hindi movie today. :) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mohabbatein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yes I know that movie is really &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;old&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. 9 years? 8? something like that. its been a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;looooong&lt;/span&gt; time since i last saw that movie and i was missing it. so i asked my mom to look for the vcd. and then i watched it.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; ohmygod&lt;/span&gt; can i just say the three guys are so &lt;u&gt;hot&lt;/u&gt;. yes okay they're old now. but &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;uday chopra&lt;/span&gt; is still pretty hot. :) Okay I will try to snap out of the obsession for these three boys. Meanwhile, I shall go search for the songs and upload it on my ipod. and maybe dig for somemore old hindustan vcds. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what they say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If you cant beat em, join em&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="0.5"&gt;oh and my dad uploaded 483297474 MJ songs to my ipod. *squeeee!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-1121378902886057712?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1121378902886057712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=1121378902886057712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/1121378902886057712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/1121378902886057712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/joe-jonas-is-so-gay.html' title='Joe Jonas is SO gay .'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-9022036392622154135</id><published>2009-07-04T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:57:06.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sk9CNQj47JI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wZ6o9E9RiAk/s1600-h/Untitled8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sk9CNQj47JI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wZ6o9E9RiAk/s320/Untitled8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354571277518040210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sk9CNHxCWbI/AAAAAAAAAVk/81jUkSh7GNU/s1600-h/Untitled7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sk9CNHxCWbI/AAAAAAAAAVk/81jUkSh7GNU/s320/Untitled7.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354571275157264818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sk9CM1yvk-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/u91Z77cWQqg/s1600-h/Untitled6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sk9CM1yvk-I/AAAAAAAAAVc/u91Z77cWQqg/s320/Untitled6.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354571270332584930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sk9CMcxwzuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FutPTmqlk6I/s1600-h/Untitled5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sk9CMcxwzuI/AAAAAAAAAVU/FutPTmqlk6I/s320/Untitled5.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354571263617584866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHAHAHAHAHA YASH.&lt;br /&gt;MUMBAI IS HOT LAH DEHH.&lt;br /&gt;but, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rupert grint is bloody hot. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-9022036392622154135?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/9022036392622154135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=9022036392622154135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/9022036392622154135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/9022036392622154135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/hhahahahaha-yash.html' title=''/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sk9CNQj47JI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wZ6o9E9RiAk/s72-c/Untitled8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-2759942190750106866</id><published>2009-07-02T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:24:35.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new single=upcoming cobra album!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Skx7vwyFaZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/T2BBn5PCVaY/s1600-h/acJUfF5Y5p2pecumn9IHEYtgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Skx7vwyFaZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/T2BBn5PCVaY/s320/acJUfF5Y5p2pecumn9IHEYtgo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353790117515717010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby Gabey has a new &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/videos/cobra-starship/404000/good-girls-go-bad.jhtml"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not just Gabey. But V and Ryry, SuaveSuarez and Natey AND AND LEIGHTON MEESTER AS WELL. Yes, i am talking about the single GOOD GIRLS GO BAD ;D &lt;br /&gt;So the big question is, does Cobra have a new album coming up!? Because i am well prepared to hyperventilate again. OHMYGOD. Now I'm hyperventilating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The new album, entitled Hot Mess is set to release on August 11th&lt;/span&gt;. Hey! That's a day before JiaMing's birthday! :D The preorders will begin on July 7th. That's five days from now :D it looks like cobra is always making things as colourful, bright and eyecatching as ever. what more could i ask for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so Cobra may not be as big as here as it is there. But I am still in love with them. Yes, I am ms FOBG but Cobra is just so awesome. Okay look at it this way. To me, Cobra and FOB are tied. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL BEG MY MOMS FOR THIS ALBUM.&lt;br /&gt;PREORDERATION =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no seriously, cobra is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2759942190750106866?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2759942190750106866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2759942190750106866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2759942190750106866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2759942190750106866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-singleupcoming-cobra-album.html' title='new single=upcoming cobra album!?'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Skx7vwyFaZI/AAAAAAAAAVM/T2BBn5PCVaY/s72-c/acJUfF5Y5p2pecumn9IHEYtgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-3036709571636847040</id><published>2009-07-02T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T16:01:45.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the week is almost over.</title><content type='html'>That was pretty fast. Now, I am sitting with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cassandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :D Same row but one table back. Practically everyone is sitting at different positions now. So, the new timetable is okay I guess. At least we get to slack for a bit every Wednesday. Drama Lit will be Oral Comm? Sounds more like monologues over and over again to me. &lt;s&gt;Anyways&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have developed this habit of looking to my right and out the window. It's a &lt;u&gt;surprisingly&lt;/u&gt; comfortable position. I guess I did it alot last semester too. Except that was when my whole body was facing the right. Now I just look out. Cassandra is starting to do it too. And I keep seeing the same face when I look out. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Unwillingly&lt;/span&gt;. Oh, we're so &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;doomed&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Must&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;u&gt;Concentrate&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I was writing in class. Feeling all down for some stupid reason that I don't even know. I showed it to Cassandra. She was a mixture of shocked and probably a little scared. HAH. Why am I scaring so many? I don't mean too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for goodness sake, I am not some emoshyt. Even though emo's may really rock and the guys are so like, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WANTED&lt;/span&gt; everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;dont be afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-3036709571636847040?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3036709571636847040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=3036709571636847040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3036709571636847040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3036709571636847040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-is-almost-over.html' title='the week is almost over.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-6553060014714164596</id><published>2009-06-30T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:47:13.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoah oh.</title><content type='html'>Fatin and I are pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Because WTK, TAI, CS, FTSK and CAB are mainstream.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, okay we are happy because they are well, famous I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But mainstream will just unleash the poseurs. &lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatin wants me to watch skins. She's been like, begging and bribing me.&lt;br /&gt;Since like, last 2 months. HAAH. I am not watching skins. Here is an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·#·$42• ·$35you'll be my tourniquet.·$40 says:&lt;br /&gt; YES&lt;br /&gt; WATCH IT&lt;br /&gt; SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt; FALL IN LOVE WITH TONY&lt;br /&gt; AND MAXXIE&lt;br /&gt; AND ANWAR&lt;br /&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt; ANDDDD ESP&lt;br /&gt; CHRIS &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; SHATAP JB GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ought to shut her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·#·$42• ·$35you'll be my tourniquet.·$40 says:&lt;br /&gt; PFFFFTTT:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terence is bored at home. He is grounded and he doesn't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;He turned to me for help. Uhm WHAAAT? LOL. Fun kan? Yeah I know you love staying at home.&lt;br /&gt;Haziq is being all bi and lost. I get it, minus the bi part.&lt;br /&gt;Fatin is bothering me with skins. Shut up lah Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Anna is becoming and ang moh or so she says. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6553060014714164596?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6553060014714164596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6553060014714164596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6553060014714164596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6553060014714164596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/whoah-oh.html' title='whoah oh.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-6754725117256157188</id><published>2009-06-28T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:52:08.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what?</title><content type='html'>✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; i&lt;br /&gt; am&lt;br /&gt; lost&lt;br /&gt; and&lt;br /&gt; its&lt;br /&gt; not&lt;br /&gt; even&lt;br /&gt; funny&lt;br /&gt; and&lt;br /&gt; its&lt;br /&gt; so&lt;br /&gt; fucking&lt;br /&gt; cold&lt;br /&gt; here&lt;br /&gt; and&lt;br /&gt; that&lt;br /&gt; was&lt;br /&gt; so&lt;br /&gt; effing&lt;br /&gt; random&lt;br /&gt; i &lt;br /&gt; know&lt;br /&gt; okay&lt;br /&gt; ill&lt;br /&gt; just&lt;br /&gt; shut&lt;br /&gt; the&lt;br /&gt; fuck&lt;br /&gt; up&lt;br /&gt; now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am talking to a goober that actually bothers to entertain my insanity and total emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i call people goobers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6754725117256157188?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6754725117256157188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6754725117256157188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6754725117256157188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6754725117256157188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/what.html' title='what?'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-8960954600951146481</id><published>2009-06-28T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T16:23:59.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely?</title><content type='html'>so i went on omegle. i was having a chat with this guy, hes okay. but i accidentally closed the window. and this is what i just got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You: Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: you like fish sticks?&lt;br /&gt;You: no because they are fish dicks.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: you're a fish dick&lt;br /&gt;You: no im not.&lt;br /&gt;You: :O&lt;br /&gt;You: Why u like fish sticks?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: Because....&lt;br /&gt;You: just curious.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ___________\____________/____\ &lt;br /&gt;|_______|_____________\__________|______| &lt;br /&gt;|_______`._____________|_________|_______: &lt;br /&gt;.\________|____________|_________\|_______| &lt;br /&gt;_\_______|_/_________/__\\\___--___\\_______: &lt;br /&gt;__\______\/_____--~~__________~--__|_\_____| &lt;br /&gt;___\______\_-~___________________~-_\____| &lt;br /&gt;____\______\_________.----------.________\|___| &lt;br /&gt;______\_____\______//_________(_(__&gt;__\___| &lt;br /&gt;_______\___.__C____)_.you just_(_(____&gt;__|__/ &lt;br /&gt;_______/\_(_|_|_C____)/__lost_\_(_____&gt;__|_/ &lt;br /&gt;______/_/\|___C_____)___the__|__(___&gt;___/__\ &lt;br /&gt;_____|___(___C_____)\_game_/__//___/_/_____\ &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;You: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;You: Damn . &lt;br /&gt;You: Oh well .&lt;br /&gt;You: Good one though .&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: happens to the best of us&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminded me of some people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8960954600951146481?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8960954600951146481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8960954600951146481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8960954600951146481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8960954600951146481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/lonely.html' title='lonely?'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-7388593160659456631</id><published>2009-06-28T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:56:03.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrap me around my own thoughts and suffocate me.</title><content type='html'>I guess practically everyone feels the same way. Or maybe it just seems that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Orpheus and Eurydice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be warned: this story is beautiful but tragic. It begins with Orpheus, the best musician that ever lived. One strum of his lyre, one note sung, and beasts would crawl to him, rocks would shift their moss to move to be closer, trees would tear their roots to be closer to him. He had more power than a mortal man ought to for he was the son of the Muse Calliope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lived his life simply and carelessly until the day he met Eurydice. She was a Dryad, and when they fell in love it meant everything to them. But the rustic god Aristaeus saw Eurydice's beauty and desired it, and did not care that she was unwilling and in love with another. She ran from him in terror, without thought to her step, and so it was she stepped on a poisonous snake in her flight. The venom of its bite killed her at once and her spirit went to the Underworld. Orpheus was inconsolable. His grief was bitter, but he did not let it lull him into a stupor, he decided to take action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his lyre, Orpheus descended into the Underworld. A normal mortal would have perished any number of times, but Orpheus had his lyre and his voice and he charmed Cerberus - the three-headed monster dog of Hades who guarded the Underworld - into letting him pass. Facing Hades and his cold Queen Persephone he played for them his sorrow at the loss of his love. The heart that was frozen by Hades' abduction melted in Persphone's breast and a tear rolled down her cheek. Even Hades could not help weeping. They let Orpheus through to Eurydice, but warned him very carefully: Eurydice would follow him into the light of the world and once she entered the sunlight she would be changed from a shade back to a woman. But if Orpheus doubted, if he looked back to see her, she would be lost to him forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orpheus heard and rejoiced. He turned and left the dark hall of Hades and began his ascent back to life. As he walked he rejoiced that his wife would soon be with him again. He listened closely for her footfall behind him, but a shade makes no noise. The closer to the light he got, the more he began to believe that Hades had tricked him to get him out of the Underworld, that Eurydice was not behind him. Only feet away from the light Orpheus lost faith and turned around. He saw Eurydice, but only for a moment as her shade was whisked back down among the other dead souls. She was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orpheus tried again to enter the Underworld and demand her return, but one cannot enter twice the same way - and no other way was open to him. All that was left to him was death. Here the story changes. There are different stories of his death. Some say he played so mournfully that his songs called for death, and that the animals who surrounded him tore him apart, weeping as they did. Some say it was Maenads in a frenzy who ripped the singer to shreds. Some say he was struck down by Zeus for disclosing mysteries that were meant to be kept sacred. Either way, he was torn apart, and much of him was thrown to the winds. But the Muses mourned the death of their son and prodigy, and saved his head to sing forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7388593160659456631?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7388593160659456631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7388593160659456631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7388593160659456631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7388593160659456631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/wrap-me-around-my-own-thoughts-and.html' title='wrap me around my own thoughts and suffocate me.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-6773906000777671582</id><published>2009-06-27T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:48:44.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it ends here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkYVHoLYPJI/AAAAAAAAAVE/RNKuwFkgqjI/s1600-h/DSC03854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkYVHoLYPJI/AAAAAAAAAVE/RNKuwFkgqjI/s320/DSC03854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351988427964824722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i can't help but wonder. what would people think of me if i were different. if i had blonde hair and blue eyes, a nice figure and was the head cheerleader of some rich high school. if i were born to a different family with a completely different life, would i still be me? the messed up kid who doesn't know how to control her own life? sometimes i wonder how it'd be like if i had siblings. or what happened to my almost-twin. and then, sometimes i wonder if anyone would care and miss me if i died. minus my family. would you? after all none of you are related to me in anyway. just acquaintances. heck, you could still be some stranger i passed crossing the street if we didn't know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i died today, would i just be another yesterday tomorrow? or would i be living with you every single day. would you think of me or would you just let go? would you miss me in any way? would you regret not doing what you wanted to do and not saying what you wanted to say while i was still stepping on this ground? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think that i think too much. sometimes i feel like it's hard to breathe. like i am suffocating in my own thoughts. like everything is much too overwhelming for me. and i just want it to stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other times i feel lost. i feel lonely even though i have a mother and a father and a grandmother living in the same house and a couple dozen friends that i can turn to and talk to when i feel numb. i never understood what i am missing, especially at such a tender age. i know i have a lot to learn and experience. but i feel lonely and i dont want to talk. i just want to surround myself with the feeling and hug myself under my covers. i just want to embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;just sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my almost-twin is out there.&lt;br /&gt;somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;ily&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6773906000777671582?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6773906000777671582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6773906000777671582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6773906000777671582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6773906000777671582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-ends-here.html' title='it ends here.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkYVHoLYPJI/AAAAAAAAAVE/RNKuwFkgqjI/s72-c/DSC03854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-5767532286263415124</id><published>2009-06-26T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:51:19.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkTgR-LnDTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9yvyom2iYGE/s1600-h/P240609_12.30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkTgR-LnDTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9yvyom2iYGE/s320/P240609_12.30.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351648856577084722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkTgRma3eII/AAAAAAAAAU0/NRkc4yfibXY/s1600-h/P240609_12.29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkTgRma3eII/AAAAAAAAAU0/NRkc4yfibXY/s320/P240609_12.29.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351648850198624386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkTgRoNh33I/AAAAAAAAAUs/iojPIQDq5HI/s1600-h/P240609_12.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkTgRoNh33I/AAAAAAAAAUs/iojPIQDq5HI/s320/P240609_12.28.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351648850679553906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkTgRcr7bzI/AAAAAAAAAUk/HstiENRg8DA/s1600-h/P230609_22.24%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkTgRcr7bzI/AAAAAAAAAUk/HstiENRg8DA/s320/P230609_22.24%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351648847585832754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat marshmallows with Hershey's Chocolate Syrup now. I only ate one. And GG ate like 83213. But this was the first time I ate marshmallow and not puke. :D (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Plus some pictures of the UG leaders. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from &lt;a href="http://www.thephilosophiesofmylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hayati&lt;/a&gt;'s blog. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-5767532286263415124?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5767532286263415124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=5767532286263415124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5767532286263415124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5767532286263415124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/camp.html' title='CAMP.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkTgR-LnDTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9yvyom2iYGE/s72-c/P240609_12.30.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-2858642660391678868</id><published>2009-06-26T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:54:26.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a legacy lived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkS2t4sIasI/AAAAAAAAAUc/OQWrkFNg5wc/s1600-h/michael_jackson_casanova_in_concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkS2t4sIasI/AAAAAAAAAUc/OQWrkFNg5wc/s320/michael_jackson_casanova_in_concert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351603156650846914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The King Of Pop, nonetheless. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;August 29, 1958 to June 26, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask a little child and they would probably know who he is. Ask your grandmother and I bet she knows who he is too. I thought I was dreaming when my mother woke me up in the morning telling me he died. I thought she was kidding too. Then I realized something. Why would someone joke about a legend dying? So I turned on my radio, and true enough Thriller was playing. The DJs were talking about it. One of the original Charlie's Angels died too. Farah Fawcett. She died from her long battle with cancer. As for Michael Jackson, he died after having a cardiac arrest. He was at the hospital. It was said that hundreds of people actually went up to the hospital to lay down flowers and such. Almost all the tv channels and radio stations are paying tributes to this legend. Alot of controversies and media has been surrounding his life. Still, I think those were just rumours. Michael Jackson died a muslim. Let us all pay our respects to him. Spend your day giving him a tribute. Listen to his songs, have a minute of silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2858642660391678868?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2858642660391678868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2858642660391678868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2858642660391678868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2858642660391678868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/legacy-lived.html' title='a legacy lived.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SkS2t4sIasI/AAAAAAAAAUc/OQWrkFNg5wc/s72-c/michael_jackson_casanova_in_concert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-9133241618065459300</id><published>2009-06-25T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:21:03.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LMFAO. extracted.</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a href="http://youareshagged.blogspot.com"&gt;WeiFang&lt;/a&gt;'s blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;24 Jun 09, 04:17&lt;br /&gt;naufal: oh please. i'm the best DJ ever. okay maybe not ever but better than you right? hhahah. all the songs i play i nice! haha.means i'm a good DJ!! (:&lt;br /&gt;24 Jun 09, 04:06&lt;br /&gt;WeiFang, naufal: Is nice okay! You don't know how listen luh. Haha. Lousy DJ. Worst DJ i've ever seen. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;24 Jun 09, 03:43&lt;br /&gt;naufal: i miss camp tooo! being a DJ is cool. haha. oh and and your song is noisy. HAHA&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I hit Naufal on the face with a beeeg beach ball. :X &lt;br /&gt;Wooooops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-9133241618065459300?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/9133241618065459300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=9133241618065459300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/9133241618065459300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/9133241618065459300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/lmfao-extracted.html' title='LMFAO. extracted.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-465672181351233890</id><published>2009-06-25T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:31:04.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im thinkinggg....</title><content type='html'>LOL. I miss you guys :(&lt;br /&gt;PETERPARKER! I WANT MY PHOTOS. NOW. NOWNOWNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more we sink together, together, together.&lt;br /&gt;The moreeee we sink together, the wetter we'll be!&lt;br /&gt;Coz you're wet, and Im wet!&lt;br /&gt;And he's wet and she's wet!&lt;br /&gt;The more we sink together, the wetter we'll be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us contributed :)&lt;br /&gt;Like Rafi said, we're not dirty-minded. But open-minded.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe that's just me and Nami. But it counts. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered something.&lt;br /&gt;Kirthika kept looking at the harnest.&lt;br /&gt;Remember? LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Retard guys lah. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMYIMYIMY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-465672181351233890?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/465672181351233890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=465672181351233890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/465672181351233890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/465672181351233890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-thinkinggg.html' title='im thinkinggg....'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-9186295352017761945</id><published>2009-06-24T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:03:19.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brother? sister? burnt .. uhm heh. whatever lahhhh. :)</title><content type='html'>Okay I am FINALLY back from camp. My whole body is practically aching and I guess I just woke up from sleeping on my bed. HEH. So.. here's how it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I was grouped with Namira, Randall, Diana, Remus, WeiFang, Emelynn, Parveen, Rafi, Jeremy, Jaron, Kirthika, Marissa, Saras, Natasha, Shermeene, Peter and okay 2 more people whom I don't remember the names. :X And am too tired to remember as well. SO, anyways the whole camp started in school where we had to finish a sudoku and fill a whole jerrycan of water. Then we had to complete an amazing race where we had to walk all the way from Bowen to the campsite which is at Kallang. Yeah okay 12.6km. It was pretty fun and very tiring. First stop was AMK MRT and every time we stopped, we have a task to complete. The one at the MRT was to play TrafficJam. Then the rest were something like tying a note called Ocean Plaiting or something, piecing up a Polynominous or something like that :X Pouring a cup of water without touching the cup. Doing excercises as a group, standing on a poncho and turning it over without touching anything. And drawing our group flag. Group name is Thumb's Up coz our instructor's name is Tham. :D Anyways, we were actually the leading group but when it came to solving the puzzle, we actually became fourth. O_O We almost did it I guess. Kirthika was like the main solver. And it was during the puzzle the whole "I'm thinking...." thing started. Yeah, Rafi. LMAO. Oh and Namira was like "I'm hungryyy, I want to eaaaat" where I kept going "See lah, who ask you to not eat breakfast, SEE LAH" and Rafi was like "Nak cheeseburger? Ke Pratha? Ke Mee ke." =-= Oh and Nami and I kept singing Hot &amp; Cold which kind off lasted till today. ANYWAYS, we managed to reach Kallang. And even though it was tiring as hell, it actually bonded the group which is obviously awesome duh. Oh and Shermeene only came the second day. And if I'm not wrong, Nami asked me a question on that day... which is answered by the two of us. So, GET OUT OF MY HEAD LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, we also had highelements and lowelements. To be veryvery honest, I sucked high elements and I cried when I had to go do the 2nd level. No, I cried when I was about to do it, I was already on top waiting to do it. I don't know how and why but I cried. I guess it started when I was climbing and I practically hyperventilated. No, I DID hyperventilate. Namira was in front and she actually screamed at me which made me annoyed and laugh at the same time. I laughed and cried, yes. Kirthika was next to her and she was practically shaking the whole thing. Parveen was first and he made the whole thing seem so bloody easy. He did it so frigging fast too. He and Rafi were able to actually stand there and wait for IDK how long. But I have to give it to Diana who actually helped me out coz she was supposed to go after me. Thanks yous:) And everyone that asked if I was alright and who told me to relax. &lt;33333 After that was fun coz we did low elements which included the high wall and an obstacle course where you have to really balance. The high wall was really fun and we completed it in 11 minutes. 16 of us went up because 2 couldn't coz of some valid reason. XD The obstacle courses were awesome in other words. Instrucor Natz led us, ONLY GIRL INSTRUCTOR =D And her nickname soon became Cik Won coz she mispronounced one. LOL. Yeah anyways, the objective of it was to get across the obstacle course without spilling the cup of water. We had to go as pairs and both of us had to hold on to the same cup of water then pour it into the bottle when we were at the end. Making sure it was fulllll. Feeling ACCOMPLISHED :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had some workshop thingyyy about leadership and planning and event management. Played MineField and Musical Chairs with a twist. We had to make sure EVERYONE had a place to sit till the very last chair. Sat on top of each other. :X There were like, 20-ish people playing. Last chair? Create a human chain of chairs. :D Last event for the day was a nightwalk. WE ACTUALLY TOOK A BUS THERE. *dances around* Managed to actually get the back row. ^^ Sat with Natasha, Nami, Rafi and Parveen. In that order, which means I was next to Nami and she was the middle. SLEPT:) Let me just say the aircon was frigging(L)(Y). We started leaning of each other. O_O Wonder how that worked out. And started screaming at everyone else because they made too much noise. Our group and group 1 were in the same bus. :D Night walk was held at Pasir Ris Park. Luckily for the girls, we were allowed to go in pairs. Guys walked alone but most of them ended up together anyways. LMAO. Nami and I made it through thinking about the retarded things that happened the whole day. Inclusive of "Be Carepul" anddddd the shyt about brothers and sisters that was said before the walk. xD WaiYu's brother is long. :X Took the bus back to camp and literally slept. I think I was like cuddling Namira's hand. =.=' Got nagged at till like 1? We reached at about 12 fyi. Group 1 and 3(us) had to sleep in tents. Same tent as Natsha, Nami, MiaoYun and uhmm shyt what's her name? Forgot. Didn't even sleep. It was too hot. Definitely. Woke up at 0545 the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND DAY! Woke up, showered and tried to pack for a while and then went around the whole place with Nami screaming "Good Morning!!! OHAIYOGOZAIMAS!" to practically every living soul. Tried to wake up everyone else who was asleep :D Ohh that was also when every single effing thing was revealed. Was it? Yeah should be. Okay that DAY. We were told, that we had to jog all the way to ECP where we will have rafting/raft building. Hmm, JOG 7 KM!? Yes we were later told it was 7km far. Well we made it anyways. Stopped at a park, Katong Park? Where we walked there. Marissa's quote "I'm the only one who is running back home." HAHAH She has a point there. Oh, SHERMEENE came on that day. Anyways, the jog to ECP was pretty interesting. HAHA DOGGY DOGGY! WOOFOINK. .... MIAO! :X Well after everything, WE REACHED!!!! (Trying to make stuff short here) Had our breakfast at the beach. Bee Hoon and Fried uhmm.. I mean HotDog. :D (They all know. Mhmm:)) Namira spit her Soya Bean all over us. AND HER HAIR. Proceeded to build rafts. That is, AFTER unloading. GG girls, Emelynn and WeiFang taught us the knots and stuff. BB, Remus helped. NCC, Rafi and Parveen kindaff pulled on the ropes and made it tighter. NPCC, Natsha tied the barrels. The rest held on to the (insert name of that thingggy wood thingyy here) and made sure it didn't move. Took us about 3 tries to finally realize we should lift up the raft and tie the barrels from BELOW. Did that and with help of instructor Tham we got everything tight. :D Oh, 18 people held up a raft. LOL it was THAT heavy. While doing the raft, no communication was allowed but heck. xD And while lifting it up, &lt;blockquote&gt;I said "ITS OKAY, EVEN IF WE SINK, WE'LL SINK TOGETHER!" Nami was like "HUH WHAT? SING?!" Rafi&amp;Peter&amp;I "SINK LAH SINK!!" Jeremy "THE MORE WE SINK TOGETHER, TOGETHER TOGETHER~" &lt;/blockquote&gt;Then when we were sure it was good to go, we put on lifejackets and head out to sea. :) We were told to hold hands and go out as a group in a circle first. That's how the whole Sinking Cheer started. :D So when we were in a cirlce in the water, holding hands, we sang it. :) Although it has to be agreed that it sounds VERY wrong, but thats our group. :D Then it was off to try out the raft. Let me just say the tide was very high at that point. After planning out the paddlers and where to sit, we were off. We almost made it but the first barrel came off. D: But it was close :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all covered in sand. O_O Whatever. Then we had to cook. OUTDOORS. Main Course, Side Dish, Soup and Desert. Uhm.. Let's just say that Saras and I just added water to Campbell soup while the two of us, Jeremy, Jaron, Nami, Diana and Rafi sat in a circle around the "stove" waiting for the soup to boil and making sure nothing gets in the soup. Well it did. A stick and a strand of hair and idk what else. Natasha, Marissa, and basically everyone else tried to actually do a maincourse with the rice. Jeremy and Shermeene re-did the side dish. To be honest, the side-dish was spinach with mushrooms and black sauce. It was the most decent dish. Everyone agreed. :D It was the first thing to finish too. The rice, tasted like cat food. I have back-up, so trust me on this. The soup, LOL. I told the group "ONCE YOU FORGET WHAT HAS GOTTEN IN THIS THING, IT'S PRETTY AWESOME" So that was the second popular dish. But Rafi said it tasted like sand. When he drank the last bit o_o Desert, lychee and pineapple. Was completed in less than a minute. Oh did I mention each group had to present their dishes? The names had to be something that has to do with TEAMWORK. Somehow, the guys said the name of the desert was BROTHERS UNITE. LMAO. Right. We changed it. &gt;:D After everything, we had to go back to camp. Group 2 and 4 were in charge of the BBQ for that night. While us and group 1 had to settle the campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namira, Shermeene and I walked together back to camp. Shermeene had a headache. Somehow we drifted from the middle all the way to near the end. It was cool though. We were among pretty okay people. :D Then Nami and I talked. I guess we told Shermeene anyways. LOL. So then we(n&amp;i) were like "UGHH GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT OF MY HEAD." Then we just started singing. LOL. I guess the whole group + other people know that we sing alot. LOL. I was all #$%^&amp; half of the way. Then we got too tired. But we had to run a bit as well. It was all okay I guess. :D Reached camp, got briefed. Okay by then all three of us were like dizzy/headaching. Naufal was overly-eager to be the DJ. Lmfao. Most UG leaders were in charge of the campfire itself. Then we showered, gathered at the parade square and tried to figure out our performance. ERHEM IT WOULD'VE BEEN AN AWESOME ONE IF WE HAD ENOUGH TIME. *does jaron's hand sign* :D Let me just say this group = (Y)(Y)(Y)(L)(L) Nami and Shermeene and I were too high for words. LOL. Singing and dancing to every song that was played. Then when it was about to start, Nami and I were practically on the verge of insanity. It was a pretty awesome campfire night. :) We even had marshmallows with chocolate syrup. ^^ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE BBQ WAS AWESOME. WITH THE BEEHOON AND POTATO AND CHICKEN AND FISHBALL AND CRABSTICK AND AND AND HOTDOGG!! BURNT ONES ^^&lt;/span&gt; They know, I know. HAHAHAH. Okay and also the guys from other groups. Namely the UG guys. NPCC, NCC all this. BUT THATS NOT MY POINT EHEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we got bunks. Somehow the bunk I was in became kindaff empty. With only WF, Emelynn and idk who on the top. Nami and I on the other top. Natasha below and Diana and Shermeene on the other one below. :D Nami kept on texting (***) while I was looking out the window screaming goodnight. She joined in. We had an hour to settle down so yeah. :D While we were about to settle in and sleep, the guys from the other bunk looked out their window. O_O Idk who was on top but I'm pretty sure Rafi was below. LOL Funny lah they all. Thamil was on the other end and if I'm not wrong WF &amp; the rest were talking to him. LOL!! About homework somemore. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 0530. :D Went to the showers together with Diana and Hazel. It was like, all dark and we thought the gateway was locked. =.= Coz it was closed, but it wasn't locked. LOL. Then went back to the bunks and Nami and I actually went back to sleep till around 7? I woke up at 7. :D Coz by the time we were done with the showering it was like 6++. Then we packed and stuff. So it wasn't that long. Got up, went to the parade square and gathered. :)) I saw people who came with one bag and left with two. LOL. Had our last activity which was moonball where you have to keep the ball in the air for as many hits as possible. After like, 3 tries we managed to break the camp's record of 155 hits by 33 hits. :D Uhhhmmm, oh group activities. Debriefing. D: Sad lah. We even had toasts. Then the whole group was cheering people to go out. Rafi went out and the whole group went "IM THINKING...." and when he choked on his water and coughed and laughed at the same time we were all like "IM CHOKING...." LOL. When Marissa went out, we were like A TOAST TO GARLIC!! *raise up bottles* GARRRRRLIC!!!! Coz during the outdoor cooking and we had to eat our food, she ate a whole chunk of garlic from the side dish thinking it was mushroom. LMFAO then she complained XDD I spit out my punch twice during the toasting. LOL Shermeene was telling me "SEE LAH, U SPIT UNTIL MY SHORTS BECOME PINK". She was wearing pink fbt. xD We got camp tees and actually signed autographs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS THE CAMP NOW. LOL. THE GROUP. I MISS THE GROUP ALOT. D;&lt;br /&gt;We sang in the bus and Randall looked dumb spinning an invisible rope in the air. LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S, Are you a good guy or a bad guy? You got a brother? :O&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S, Peter doesn't have a brother. :P&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S, Let's all cheer to the next station and cheer the National Anthem ;D&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.P.S, GET OUT OF MY HEAD LAH OMFGOMFGOMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I MISS THUMB'S UP D;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-9186295352017761945?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/9186295352017761945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=9186295352017761945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/9186295352017761945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/9186295352017761945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/brother-sister-burnt-uhm-heh-whatever.html' title='brother? sister? burnt .. uhm heh. whatever lahhhh. :)'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-7538864977625415636</id><published>2009-06-21T20:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:53:55.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly away.'/><title type='text'>laughing without breathing .</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel unsatisfied. I mean, nothing satisfies me. Or it does, but just for a while and then I feel....empty. I have never actually managed to figure out what this emptiness is, but all that I know is that nothing satisfies me. And sometimes I feel like I want to scream and run away. Just for a little while. To get away from everyone and everything. To see how far I can reach. Just to forget. And sometimes I feel like I want to climb hills and mountain tops. Go to extents I never thought I would even get a glimpse of. And sometimes I want my brain to just shut up. It feels like everything is moving to fast and I'm still trying to keep pace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Camp. Tomorrow till Wednesday. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7538864977625415636?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7538864977625415636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7538864977625415636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7538864977625415636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7538864977625415636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/laughing-without-breathing.html' title='laughing without breathing .'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-1617499868349272855</id><published>2009-06-20T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:35:44.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d-a-w-n ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjzJaNvaTkI/AAAAAAAAAUU/NHRqIoZaVqU/s1600-h/Untitled4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjzJaNvaTkI/AAAAAAAAAUU/NHRqIoZaVqU/s320/Untitled4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349371909611605570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about. &lt;br /&gt;Uhm alot of shit. &lt;br /&gt;And we decided to webcam. : DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-1617499868349272855?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1617499868349272855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=1617499868349272855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/1617499868349272855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/1617499868349272855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/d-w-n-d.html' title='d-a-w-n ;D'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjzJaNvaTkI/AAAAAAAAAUU/NHRqIoZaVqU/s72-c/Untitled4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-622751873359621232</id><published>2009-06-20T16:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T17:19:24.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjyjgt9yiQI/AAAAAAAAAT0/4tZx0M8FWx8/s1600-h/s3ad-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjyjgt9yiQI/AAAAAAAAAT0/4tZx0M8FWx8/s320/s3ad-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349330239899207938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjyjgVii5bI/AAAAAAAAATs/gCXqzB5voBA/s1600-h/Dan-and-Serena-dan-and-serena-957937_420_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjyjgVii5bI/AAAAAAAAATs/gCXqzB5voBA/s320/Dan-and-Serena-dan-and-serena-957937_420_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349330233342485938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjyjhRonssI/AAAAAAAAAUM/2WVVubx2_2w/s1600-h/ed-westwick-jessica-szohr-dating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjyjhRonssI/AAAAAAAAAUM/2WVVubx2_2w/s320/ed-westwick-jessica-szohr-dating.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349330249474093762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjyjhTRUq4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/49emNGh2R7Q/s1600-h/z144579761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjyjhTRUq4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/49emNGh2R7Q/s320/z144579761.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349330249913248642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjyjg6ryDLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/k-t8FgQTn7Y/s1600-h/gossip-girl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjyjg6ryDLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/k-t8FgQTn7Y/s320/gossip-girl.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349330243313339570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt; Season 3 Promo Poster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Second:&lt;/span&gt; Blake and Penn, Dan and Serena &lt;3 R/L Couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Third:&lt;/span&gt; Ed and Jessica, Chuck and Vaness(Fling) R/L Couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fourth:&lt;/span&gt; Ed and Leighton, Chuck and Blair &lt;3 SHOULD be a R/L Couple. They finally said it to each other on the last episode. I almost cried. I love them! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fifth:&lt;/span&gt; All the main characters. Minus Serena's brother. HE SHOULD BE THERE. D; Okay the picture has probably been edited like 82474 times. Whatever, it's still awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the whole of GG Season 2. Now I'm bored and I have nothing to watch. :( Okay I still have The Secret Life of The American Teenager. But, GG was the best among the two. My favourite couple is Chuck &amp; Blair. :) But IRL, I prefer Penn &amp; Blake to Ed &amp; Jessica. Don't know what I'm talking about? You could skip this post. &lt;br /&gt;Im just saying, I really like GG. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I WATCHING HANNAH MONTANA?! To be very honest, this is the first time I'm actually watching the second season. Is it? Second season? Yeah okay whatever Miley. GTH. :) Okay at least Mitchell is in it. WAIT, I don't see him. WHERE IS HE!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this one, and I mean GG, the show PWNS the books. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is too short. Compared to the length the pictures take. =-=" Shiiit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-622751873359621232?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/622751873359621232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=622751873359621232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/622751873359621232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/622751873359621232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/xoxo.html' title='xoxo;'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjyjgt9yiQI/AAAAAAAAAT0/4tZx0M8FWx8/s72-c/s3ad-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-4335896534900947857</id><published>2009-06-19T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:41:44.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am bored out of my mind. O_O</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. What would you do if Haziq confessed love to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Pfft. Huh. Sigh. Pffsh. Okay. Hmm. Uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Do you trust Yash?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. He's a rumour spreading oinkchoo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Who would win in a duel, Nicholas or me? And what kind of duel would they pick, anyway?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. How am I supposed to know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Would you love to read Jia Ming's very personal diary?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Describe Shafiq in one word.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. In a race between you, Vivien and Alyy, who would win?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Vivien coz she has long legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Would you marry Julyy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What would you do if you hadn't met Vigilia?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Oh no, Anna got kidnapped by aliens! What do you say once they get back?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU STUPID COUNTERSINKING ALIENS. WHAT THE HELL WERE U THINKING STUPID OINKS?! OINKCHOOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Who does Alyy like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAZMAN MARTIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-4335896534900947857?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4335896534900947857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=4335896534900947857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4335896534900947857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4335896534900947857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-bored-out-of-my-mind-oo.html' title='i am bored out of my mind. O_O'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-2309259123239958349</id><published>2009-06-19T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:37:06.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viviennnnee&amp;Yashhhhhhh .</title><content type='html'>She did the Beijing 101 number and crap. So I said, WHY DO U NEED THAT.&lt;br /&gt;AAAANDDD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  -Drama is life with the dull bits left out. [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; no need.&lt;br /&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt; i wonder if they do hair extensions.&lt;br /&gt; they should u know.&lt;br /&gt; its a haircare centre.&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; I think the hair they put IS extentions&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  -Drama is life with the dull bits left out. [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; den like help people who yearn for longer hair do extentions.&lt;br /&gt; they put hair?!&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; idk MAYBE? &lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  -Drama is life with the dull bits left out. [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt; they cheat us audiences.&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; o-o&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  -Drama is life with the dull bits left out. [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; actually they show those previously no hair den after that got hair picture is fake one!&lt;br /&gt; PHOTOSHOP.&lt;br /&gt; or they put wigs.&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; Photoshop effing easy to use lorh pls&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  -Drama is life with the dull bits left out. [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; but putting wigs is more reeeaaal.&lt;br /&gt; there's this japan invented wigs that look freaking real.&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; Maybe its real hair ^^&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  -Drama is life with the dull bits left out. [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; hahas.&lt;br /&gt; they planted it.&lt;br /&gt; u know, like seeds.&lt;br /&gt; den grow hair.&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; O_O&lt;br /&gt; EWWW&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; open the head, den grooow.&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; EWWWW!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; U CUT OPEN THE SKIN&lt;br /&gt; AND PLANT&lt;br /&gt; O_O&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; HAHAAAA.&lt;br /&gt; YAHYAH!&lt;br /&gt; DEN SEW IT BACL.&lt;br /&gt; *BACK.&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; EW LAH EW EW EW&lt;br /&gt; disgusteeeeen .&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; but must poke holes or else hair wont come out.&lt;br /&gt; if no holes it will grow INSIDE THE HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; O_O&lt;br /&gt; UR IMAGINATION = (Y)(Y)(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that she was doing the Geog online homework and gave us her sample. So I said it was (Y)(Y).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAANNND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; D:&lt;br /&gt; need hundred word ah?&lt;br /&gt;YASH mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt; yup&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; OH COUNTERSINK.&lt;br /&gt; i pressed wrong button den everything disppear.&lt;br /&gt; ~.&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; LMFAAAAAAOA&lt;br /&gt;[b]Vivienne.  [/b] mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; WALAO.&lt;br /&gt;YASH mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt; babi!!!&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; u babi for what&lt;br /&gt; u babi i oink ahhh&lt;br /&gt; OINKKKK~&lt;br /&gt; =_="&lt;br /&gt;YASH mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; shit am i bored .&lt;br /&gt;YASH mengatakan:&lt;br /&gt; so random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bored. :X&lt;br /&gt;And yes I'm very much aware it says MENGATAKAN and not says. idk why. grandma's laptop -.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2309259123239958349?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2309259123239958349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2309259123239958349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2309259123239958349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2309259123239958349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/viviennnnee.html' title='Viviennnnee&amp;Yashhhhhhh .'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-4061612320482864774</id><published>2009-06-19T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:24:49.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNA &lt;3</title><content type='html'>No seriously I miss her this much. LOL. And I only met her once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO NOT FAIR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I was all "CONGRATULATIONS MITCHELL MUSSO!". LMFAO. Of course i can't get the credit, Zoro gave me the idea of calling him that. He does look like mitchell, come to think of it. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Anna, don't think much about it. I mean, you're all the way there. Whether you like it or not, things will change you know. And hello, U owe me ten bucks ^^ No matter what, we are all here for ya kay? ALL of us love you :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went to Bugis yesterday with WanTheng, Jazz and VG. Tbh, we went to Plaza SG first to watch a movie. Drag Me To Hell. I screamed so much I almost made VG go deaf and she was so freaked out because beside her were two old ladies and she was afraid they may morph into the old lady in the movie. LMFAO. I kept teasing her. And we were sitting at the back so I was scared some random spirt would grab my legs. LOL. There was a couple sitting at the left and they were the only ones there, could've sworn they were getting it ON. I sweaaaar. Anyways, headed to Bugis. We got a little lost. Bought 2 matching shirts. But WT only bought one, =.=' Then we confused ourselves trying to find the same vest shop, ended up going in circles. Oh, bumped into Ainee, Vivien and Merelynn and ZIQI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we gave up and went to Junction. Went in CIRCLES trying to look for Pastamania!. I thought I saw Yash, so we went up coz I at the same time haven't been there before, just the BHG part. Circled the place and went into a shop that said SALE beeg beeg ^^. Once again, thought I saw Yash. And I was like "SEE I TOLD U, IT'S YAAAASHH!!" Coz like, he was running away. In BHG ladies department to be precise. Jasmine actually ran towards him, stalked him from behind and hit him. He turned crouching down giving that HUHWTF face of his, holding on to his bubbletea in one hand and his phone to his ear in another. I was laughing like mad and VG and WT too. LOL. Then he decided to follow us. My grandma was like O_O especially when he was talking to her. WT was like, "Yash flirting with your ahma leh!" LMAO. Anyways, he left soon enough, I guessed he was with Vivien and I was right. Asked her why they were at different places and she said she doesnt like him tagging like a pin. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Pastamania! and guess who we saw. ADELINE LEE, mrs. LOL, was pretyy uhm, weird. Anyways, chion-ed to the neoprints shop. Took two:D Then sent Jazz to the MRT station and home! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I had to get ready for a ladies night at Singapore Swimming Club. One of my relatives', or daughter of my paternal grandma's friend or idk's is getting married so she set up a ladies night or aka bachelorette party :D Was okay, not as wild as my aunt's. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that was pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;Photos upload later/tomorrow. I'm at my paternal grandma' house right now so yeah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-4061612320482864774?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4061612320482864774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=4061612320482864774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4061612320482864774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4061612320482864774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/anna-3.html' title='ANNA &lt;3'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-8830557419304800397</id><published>2009-06-17T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:44:09.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whose line is it anyway is on !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT SIZE="2"&gt;AND IT'S THE ONE WITH THE INFOMERCIAL ABOUT B.O. WITH RYAN AND COLLIN. OMG DAWNNN!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from &lt;a href="http://mct421.deviantart.com/art/Question-Meme-Generator-69266481"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Vivien suddenly knows all your secrets. What do you have to say about that?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, I'd ask her who told her. LOL But I dont mind coz it's VIVUHN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What would you do if Dawn and Vivien were going out?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. Ask Dawn what happened to Zul. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Who would be a better superhero sidekick between Amelia and Alex, and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia. She would be going crazy with me and wouldn't joke abt my Grandmother and or boobs. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Do you think Shafiq is a virgin?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. COZ NOT BEING ONE WOULD BE &lt;B&gt;INDECENT&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What advice would you give Zul?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh. I JUST THOUGHT OF ONE. Don't bother when people make fun of him not being able to complete sentences :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you love Mandy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. And she loves me so much that she will go learn the lyrics to Hindi Jai Ho :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. If Julaina were to be mistaken for a celebrity, who would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random tall model? Uhmmm... OR Giuliana Rancic xD And NOT coz of the name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Who would you rather get stuck in handcuffs with, Alex or Shafiq?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHAFIQ. Coz uhm, okay IDK. LMAO. Neither :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. In a race between you, Danish and Vivien, who would win?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivien. She has the longest legs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. If you could do anything with Trevor, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murder him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="2"&gt;TAKE TWO!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Who is ChihCheng's best friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. I swuuuuer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Zahrah suddenly knows all your secrets. What do you have to say about that?&lt;/strong&gt;I KNOW MYSELF WELL TYVM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Who would be a better superhero sidekick between Vivien and TerenceTan, and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIVIEN. Coz, he's.. actually that would be pretty okay as well.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. How would TerenceTan insult PatrinaLim?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU COUNTERSINKING OINK! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What song could be PaulFalzon's theme song?&lt;/strong&gt;Vivien says Phantom Of The Opera O_O I say..... that SYF song :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What would you do if you hadn't met Ainee?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't have anyone to complain about sitting next to Hilmi when he gives stupid faces too. And Drama wouldnt be the same :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. If Alex played in a movie, what kind of character would they play?&lt;/strong&gt;CONFIRM, one of the Superbad actors roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Do you do anything special with RuoQi?&lt;/strong&gt;Uhhh Alot of retarded shit but not SPECIAL . HAHAHAH :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What would you do if you hadn't met PatrinaLim?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very happy life? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Who would you rather get stuck in handcuffs with, Shafee or ChihCheng?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD . CHIHCHENG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="2"&gt;TAKE THREE!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Would you love to read Gaya's very personal diary?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA YEAH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What's RuoQi's opinion on cheese?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK MAAAANNN. Probably smth weeeeird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. What do you think of Dawn?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAWWWWWT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Chella just got vaporized in a freak accident. Now what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O OHMYGOD, NOEFFINGWAY DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What advice would you give Syahirah?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. Idk? Dont worrayye worraayyye worraaayeee ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. If CaiQin and Trevor were locked in the same (really small) room for longer than a day, what would most likely happen?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CaiQin would conjure up an axe out of thin air and chop his head off. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What's Mandy to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FRIEEEEND WHO SINGS JAIHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What would you do if you hadn't met Raihan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOO FUUUNNNN... NOOONOOONOOFUNNN D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. If Trevor and Dawn were locked in the same (really small) room for longer than a day, what would most likely happen?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHUHMWOW. LMAO something odd would happen. They'll start acting like retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What is Tyas's favorite TV show or movie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDKKK!! SOMETHING INDON?!?!?! ;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="2"&gt;TAKE FOUR!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. What advice would you give AhTan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braces? :X LESSER HW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What do you think about WanTheng?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHORT.CUTE.SHORT.HORNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Does Jasmine have any pets?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Would you marry Aloysius?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. YEAHMAYBE.CUTE.;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. How did you meet Hilmi?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, met his friend from Friendster :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. If Vigilia and Hilmi were locked in the same (really small) room for longer than a day, what would most likely happen?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAH HILMI WOULD ACTUALLY DRIVE VIGI CRAZY. Hahaha but theyd go all insane ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. How did you meet ZiQi?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOOL:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Describe James in one word.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy-peasy, HORNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Have you dreamt of Nicholas before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Last year, killing him. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What is one thing Zoro isn't exactly made for?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS LIKE YOU KNOW. RIGHT NOW, DANCING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8830557419304800397?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8830557419304800397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8830557419304800397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8830557419304800397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8830557419304800397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/whose-line-is-it-anyway-is-on.html' title='whose line is it anyway is on !!!'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-1903729437832950017</id><published>2009-06-16T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:50:14.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk Tea &amp; Kinder Bueno</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna knows Mitchell Musso.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjd4iNsIfkI/AAAAAAAAATk/SaAZfeWB6Ig/s1600-h/floydwithteacherabby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjd4iNsIfkI/AAAAAAAAATk/SaAZfeWB6Ig/s320/floydwithteacherabby.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347875611711405634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracted; &lt;a href="http://gameoveryouredead.blogspot.com"&gt;Anna's Blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-1903729437832950017?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/1903729437832950017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=1903729437832950017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/1903729437832950017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/1903729437832950017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/milk-tea-kinder-bueno.html' title='Milk Tea &amp; Kinder Bueno'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjd4iNsIfkI/AAAAAAAAATk/SaAZfeWB6Ig/s72-c/floydwithteacherabby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-8487469113752974197</id><published>2009-06-16T18:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:29:47.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying high on a Friday night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Hello. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was due some time ago, but I'm writing it now. So please proceed to the next post after this as that was the occurrences from today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;The Management.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUUUUH? WHAAAAAT? No you're at RIGHT web. Just, a little lose in the head today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It goes a little something like this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjduwpWCclI/AAAAAAAAAS0/WdkBT_wFGUQ/s1600-h/egg-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjduwpWCclI/AAAAAAAAAS0/WdkBT_wFGUQ/s320/egg-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347864864536818258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off when Vivien asked me, "Which came first? The chicken or the egg?" &lt;br /&gt;She repeatedly insisted that it was the egg, while I kept saying it was the chicken. Then, after much debating like "Without the chicken, there wouldn't be an egg!" "But without the egg, there wouldn't be a chicken!". Finally, we agreed with my answer.&lt;br /&gt;I told Vivien that the female chicken or better known as Ze Hen dropped down "Cluckcluckcuck"-ing from the sky. Then she layed an egg. How? Well, Virgin Mary gave birth to Jesus without losing her virginity didn't she? The power of GOD. :) Then, the hen gave birth to a male chicken or also known as the Cock. And thus, the family of chickens came about. Incest? Yeah well they're animals. &lt;br /&gt;You'd think that scientists would be intelligent enough to figure this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivien, being the retardo that she is thought of this.&lt;br /&gt;And I quote her &lt;strong&gt;"ALL ANIMALS ARE ALIENS FROM OTHER PLANETS"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjdwN7j7D-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/Z5UDPH1-jPw/s1600-h/yipyip_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjdwN7j7D-I/AAAAAAAAAS8/Z5UDPH1-jPw/s320/yipyip_lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347866467154726882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I said, "SO YOU MEAN THERE'S A PLANET CHICKEN!??! AWESOME!!"&lt;br /&gt;And then, we started coming up with PLANET FISHCAKE&amp;FISHBALL aka CaiQin's&lt;3. PLANET DUCK. MCDONALDS PLANET. etc. Surprisingly we didn't say SPAGHETTI PLANET. After sometime PLANET RAWRMEN/RAMEN was created too. Please note; they are two seperate planets. Only Vivien knows ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjdxJyQV3_I/AAAAAAAAATE/RwP2U338ECE/s1600-h/secondmoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjdxJyQV3_I/AAAAAAAAATE/RwP2U338ECE/s320/secondmoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347867495448829938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Vivien being the retardo that she is came up with the theory that the Milky Way is divided into two halves. Milky is the Halal side and Way is the Non-Halal side. Thus, PLANETHALAL&amp;NON-HALAL. Halal has a Halal Stamp engraved on the surface while Non-Halal has a pig head engraved on the surface. Today I was like IM PRESIDENT FOR PLANET HALAL! and Vivien was like IM PRESIDENT F0R PLANET NON-HALAL. And IDK what happened and I said WELL AT LEAST I HAVE MILK!!!!!! ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjdzJynRVhI/AAAAAAAAATM/ZU1dKM-89Ms/s1600-h/milky-way.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjdzJynRVhI/AAAAAAAAATM/ZU1dKM-89Ms/s320/milky-way.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347869694568257042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I said that I think that Ronald McDonald is BigFoot dressed as clown or something. Well only coz his shoes seem like its 10000x bigger than his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjdzrP9ngbI/AAAAAAAAATU/LI5u2LJbFOU/s1600-h/15-10-05_1309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjdzrP9ngbI/AAAAAAAAATU/LI5u2LJbFOU/s320/15-10-05_1309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347870269382295986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now take a look at BigFoot's footprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdz8up6CVI/AAAAAAAAATc/NmxnLJDj9o0/s1600-h/big-foot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdz8up6CVI/AAAAAAAAATc/NmxnLJDj9o0/s320/big-foot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347870569678899538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told'cha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8487469113752974197?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8487469113752974197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8487469113752974197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8487469113752974197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8487469113752974197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/flying-high-on-friday-night.html' title='Flying high on a Friday night.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjduwpWCclI/AAAAAAAAAS0/WdkBT_wFGUQ/s72-c/egg-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-5563197414292482357</id><published>2009-06-16T16:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:39:41.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-U-E-S-D-A-Y pwnz :)</title><content type='html'>The first person I saw when I reached school? Alex. Spoilt my mood. =____="&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, Vivien calmed me down. And I just ignored him anyways. LALALALA~ &lt;br /&gt;Kind of slacked for a bit at the PLab. Talked to Vivien, played with some Impossible Quiz application in WeiShing's phone. Iphone? Yeah I guess or maybe it was an Itouch. Oh, I swear that guy looks more and more nerd+ahbeng everytime I see him. Talked about Planet Halal/Non-Halal/Chicken/FishBall/FishCake/McDonald's with Vivien. She's president for Non-Halal. I'm president for Halal. Colonel Sanders is president of Chicken and I guess BigFoot/Ronald is president for McDonald's. Yeah lame I know. But it was in the middle of the frigging night, we were high on tiredness. If that makes any sense. Okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was ordered by "Ze Wize One" to play dog&amp;bone. So we did. The boys/men/homos/whatever decided that numbers was too boring so they played questions instead. And one of it was "Have you ever flipped through an FHM/Maxim magazine?" And okay I walked up. WHAT?! I REALLY DID OKAY. &lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="0.5"&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;It was in the cupboard of 2A1. Amal and Earrny found it under the block and brought it to school.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; =.=' Anyways, that was pretty okay. But the bone was a grey Gatsby HairWax. Uhm.. O_o. Enough said. After that, did some rehearsals. Oh, actually went up to drama room and sabotaged the seniors for a bit. Heeeh. Well they came to the PLab to sing a Bday Song for Preethaye, but she wasn't there. D: Aw. Anyways, went outside coz the boys/men/homos/whatever were playing with poles and wire casings. So yeah. Some stuff was decided. I guess we have to come back to school one of these days. DAMN. ;X Did one run-through and off for lunch. I swear I felt like a waitress. Amelia too. We bought lunch for Alex, ChihCheng, Danish and Zul. Okay, I blanja-d Zul. LOL. And Alex's lunch was all over the plastic bag. IDK whose fault. &gt;:} I mean really, I DONT. Either of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Dil, Irene, Nithin and Sheila at HPoint. Somehow we ended up splitting up. But we found them eventually and bought the pary stuff. Which was frigging expensive but so fucking worth it. &gt;:P Somehow, we lost Nithin. But yeah kay whatever. Went back to school, Amelia didn't find ehemehem yet again. You'll see ehemehem one day okay. xD Amelia and I decided to try out some of the glow sticks. Then Zul saw us and asked for one. Somehow everyone else came and we have like, about 30 glowsticks left. Guess we'll buy one more? ;X But it was fun. Playing in the dark, telling ghost stories. Actually went around the PLab in the dark with just light provided by the glowsticks. Zul started taking my glowsticks and wrapping himself with it and dancing around. LMFAO. And Alex was like some angel/lost soul or something. Amelia and I were demented angels. HAHAH. And the best part was that the cleaner aunty that will always scream and shout came in while we were telling ghost stories. And Alex said that she looks like the ghost he saw in Thailand. ROFLCOPTER. LIKE LOL. Then we played musical chairs ELLEN style! &gt;:) Amelia and I excused ourselves and we were pushing around chairs. One word, HILARIOUS. And Alex sabo-ed people by hiding the immunity chair aka red stool at ridiculous corners. Oh jsyk, music provided by Danish's HP MINI, which so needs a wireless connection. You know that SingTel thumbdrive looking thing. Okay NVM. Oh and while we were playing musical chairs in the dark, I saw the door open by itself and I sort of freaked out a little and I thought it was like Mdm Lim or something. Guess who. YES THAT AUNTY AGAIN. Lol then we were all like heck care her and continued playing. Fun lah okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played that, decided to play in the dark yet again. And we ended up telling ghost stories and scaring each other on the stage YET AGAIN. For the record, some people are just anti-climax. LOL. But it was still F-U-N. &gt;:D Seriously, glowsticks are fucking awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this is why Tuesdays PWN Mondays hands down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pictures&amp;Videos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddF4ZRLvI/AAAAAAAAARk/RlOJ2lGmKP8/s1600-h/DSC03927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddF4ZRLvI/AAAAAAAAARk/RlOJ2lGmKP8/s320/DSC03927.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347845438144851698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dating Game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddGBdVOMI/AAAAAAAAARs/l7E6ZMDBRnI/s1600-h/DSC03928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddGBdVOMI/AAAAAAAAARs/l7E6ZMDBRnI/s320/DSC03928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347845440577812674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivien's socks matches my braces and mine just, dont match at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddGTbf3ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/bDy_bu6Xwic/s1600-h/DSC03930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddGTbf3ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/bDy_bu6Xwic/s320/DSC03930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347845445401959826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look so damn small lah. And Sue-Ann was at a corner reading her book sitting on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddGknKURI/AAAAAAAAAR8/enERsVwcU4c/s1600-h/DSC03932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddGknKURI/AAAAAAAAAR8/enERsVwcU4c/s320/DSC03932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347845450014282002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL WUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddG2YibZI/AAAAAAAAASE/MKlDo3D4dRI/s1600-h/DSC03933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddG2YibZI/AAAAAAAAASE/MKlDo3D4dRI/s320/DSC03933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347845454784785810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLOWSTICKS. Amelia and I :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdd3h1-7dI/AAAAAAAAASM/UIjvHGAls90/s1600-h/DSC03934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdd3h1-7dI/AAAAAAAAASM/UIjvHGAls90/s320/DSC03934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347846291084733906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia and I once again including Zul. The one with the waving green glowstick &gt;:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdd35XcJRI/AAAAAAAAASU/e4BPVt4GJOM/s1600-h/DSC03941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdd35XcJRI/AAAAAAAAASU/e4BPVt4GJOM/s320/DSC03941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347846297399076114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to use your imagination boys and girls! That's NOT a floating glowstick model. That's a trinagular shape made out of green glowsticks with a circular blue one in the middle sitting on a red stool. Below is an arrangement of glowsticks. Proudly deisgned by Raja Zulfikaar. YEP:) TBH, that's our campfire. We actually started singing Campfire's Burning and did that Everybody Dance Now clap thingy or whatever that's called. &lt;b&gt;MOVING ON!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdd4PLlngI/AAAAAAAAASc/bOsZHyIF2Kc/s1600-h/DSC03942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdd4PLlngI/AAAAAAAAASc/bOsZHyIF2Kc/s320/DSC03942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347846303254945282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That boys and girls, is the arrangment below. Actually, I took it because I thought it looked like a smiley. Innit? &gt;:}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdd4OlDURI/AAAAAAAAASk/mLqMBnM6Ge0/s1600-h/DSC03943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdd4OlDURI/AAAAAAAAASk/mLqMBnM6Ge0/s320/DSC03943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347846303093313810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdd4SdPh5I/AAAAAAAAASs/jR-08JaGd8k/s1600-h/DSC03944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Sjdd4SdPh5I/AAAAAAAAASs/jR-08JaGd8k/s320/DSC03944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347846304134301586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT, boys and girls, is an intricate design created by &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOURS TRULY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; :) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;VIDEOS FROM TODAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut short thanks to photbucket =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ih the 3rd video&lt;/strong&gt;, there's alot of screaming bcoz I was attacking Alex. &lt;strong&gt;SORRY LX!!!&lt;/strong&gt; :) &amp; Also bcoz Amelia and I were walking in the dark backstage and cldnt see anyth much and Dil was crawling behind me trying to scare the shyt outta me and then when we go out it was suddenly all dark and we thought we went blind or sumn. :x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the 4th Vid&lt;/strong&gt;, when I shouted LOOK@THAT! I meant, look @ Zul dancing with IDK how many glowsticks. And that LANTERN thing was a red glowstick in a plastic bag on a pole carried by Danish.&lt;br /&gt;The rest are mainly snippets from ghost stories told by ppl. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid33.photobucket.com/albums/d92/MIZZYME4EVA/MOV03931.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FightClub? No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this video onwards, an array of voices and light. Idk what they are so just watch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid33.photobucket.com/albums/d92/MIZZYME4EVA/MOV03935.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid33.photobucket.com/albums/d92/MIZZYME4EVA/MOV03936.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid33.photobucket.com/albums/d92/MIZZYME4EVA/MOV03937.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid33.photobucket.com/albums/d92/MIZZYME4EVA/MOV03938.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid33.photobucket.com/albums/d92/MIZZYME4EVA/MOV03939.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;THE END:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-5563197414292482357?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5563197414292482357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=5563197414292482357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5563197414292482357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5563197414292482357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/t-u-e-s-d-y-pwnz.html' title='T-U-E-S-D-A-Y pwnz :)'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjddF4ZRLvI/AAAAAAAAARk/RlOJ2lGmKP8/s72-c/DSC03927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-5060513029758084593</id><published>2009-06-14T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:10:03.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSvn1yHC0I/AAAAAAAAARE/tGK0b5bY0F0/s1600-h/DSC03373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSvn1yHC0I/AAAAAAAAARE/tGK0b5bY0F0/s320/DSC03373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347091756582636354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSvnwnp_RI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Xl8RV80bOEc/s1600-h/DSC03378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSvnwnp_RI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Xl8RV80bOEc/s320/DSC03378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347091755196611858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSvngyTwrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xINHfsIzinQ/s1600-h/DSC03381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSvngyTwrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xINHfsIzinQ/s320/DSC03381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347091750946325170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSvnV0YQrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HV9IcCoKmw4/s1600-h/DSC03367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSvnV0YQrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HV9IcCoKmw4/s320/DSC03367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347091748002218674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This girl right here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And these people right here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSwJkzK7bI/AAAAAAAAARc/KqCYOxS4ejc/s1600-h/DSC03740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSwJkzK7bI/AAAAAAAAARc/KqCYOxS4ejc/s320/DSC03740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347092336139234738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSwJbM11dI/AAAAAAAAARU/9GSpbmaq39U/s1600-h/DSC03741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSwJbM11dI/AAAAAAAAARU/9GSpbmaq39U/s320/DSC03741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347092333562549714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/SjSwJSfC71I/AAAAAAAAARM/g0ga9wSGG8M/s1600-h/DSC03366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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LOL</title><content type='html'>Got this from Alex's blog. Okay Vivien's, but I saw this @ HIS BLOG first :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pick 10 random friends you feel comfortable around. (including yourself for number 11).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Nadiah&lt;br /&gt;2. Julyy&lt;br /&gt;3. Amelia&lt;br /&gt;4. Dawn&lt;br /&gt;5. Mandy&lt;br /&gt;6. Shafiq&lt;br /&gt;7. Vigilia&lt;br /&gt;8. Shermain&lt;br /&gt;9. Vivien&lt;br /&gt;10. Sandra&lt;br /&gt;11. Zoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;O-O Oh god, only one guy? Hmm. LOL, Vivien said "HE IS A GUY?!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;These ten people you just picked are stuck in a house with you for a whole year. There is no leaving the house at all until the year is completely up. If you had to choose a person for every question below, write down which person it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There are five rooms, who would be in each room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Room 1:&lt;/span&gt; Nadiah, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Room 2:&lt;/span&gt; Julyy, Shermain, Vigilia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Room 3:&lt;/span&gt; Amelia, Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Room 4:&lt;/span&gt; Vivien, Dawn, Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Room 5:&lt;/span&gt; Shafiq. ;X Lucky bastard. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was someone singing in the morning who would it most likely be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah. Hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If someone was considered the dad and the mom of the house, who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julyy &amp; Sandra xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you wanted candy really badly and all of the 10 in the house had some, who would you take it from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafiq. ;D&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone had to watch you brush your teeth (every) morning, who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There was two bags of chips bought at the store, but 20 minutes later they are gone. Who ate them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me. Heeeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who would hate being in the house the most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafiq. Only guy. Or Sandra. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Someone took (brand spanking new) pair of socks that were never worn, who is the thief?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANDY. HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Someone swept all the dirt under the rug, who was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIvien. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If there was arguments in the house, who would be the ones arguing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Shafiq -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who would be the one missing their boyfriend/girlfriend that wasn’t in the house with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn And Nadiah. O_O &amp; Maybe Shermain. Wahh alot -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You walked down stairs in the middle of the night for a glass of water, someone is dancing on the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy. Dawn. &amp; me later LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A pillow fight broke through, who started it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z-A-H-R-A-H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Theres a marathon of your favorite tv show, what is it? and who would be watching it with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie marathon can? EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Someone made a fort in the laundry room, who was the kid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafiq&amp;Amelia. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There’s a prankster in the house that put plastic on the two toilets in the house, who are the pranksters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The musics too loud, who turned it up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Theres a mouse crawling on the floor all over the house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone would be freaking out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;b)and who is the one to jump in someones arms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafiq AND Amelia. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;c)Who would be the one to kill it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet no one. Maybe Sandra&amp;July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Someones crying, who is it and what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivien. She misses her mom. ;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who made pancakes in the morning and almost caught the house on fire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia and me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who gets sick of each other the fastest in the house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Someone tanning on the roof who is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn&amp;Amelia =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is the tallest in the house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is the shortest in the house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah. Or wait, could be Amelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is the loudest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is the clown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is the most respected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is the one you go to talk to the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is the one that always comes up with stupid ideas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Dawn, Mandy, Nadiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Whos in bed first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If someone woke everyone up with pots and pans who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra cooking ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is always dancing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Someone has the same sweater as you, so you get mad at him/her and who is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah. HAHAHAHHA. No lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You spilt ice all over the kitchen floor, who would be the one to slip on it first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK MAN. Probably myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;DO IT EVERYONE IDC &gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8138149283900279375?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8138149283900279375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8138149283900279375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8138149283900279375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8138149283900279375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/alex-you-rock-lol.html' title='Alex, you rock. LOL'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-2259060683829149184</id><published>2009-06-11T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:10:18.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fullstop = .</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;hiLmi \m/ says:&lt;br /&gt; eh jack.&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt; you got yuma's msn?&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; What the =_=&lt;br /&gt; Yah but she block me.&lt;br /&gt;hiLmi \m/ says:&lt;br /&gt; O.O&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;hiLmi \m/ says:&lt;br /&gt; thought you both okay alr&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; Aku tak tau lah dia. &lt;br /&gt;hiLmi \m/ says:&lt;br /&gt; eh, font kau lawa siol.&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; Thanks thanks&lt;br /&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;hiLmi \m/ says:&lt;br /&gt; HAHAAH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan theng ! :} says:&lt;br /&gt; i justed posted.&lt;br /&gt; i like this post, wordy-less! YAY&lt;br /&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; U guys want to go shopping where&lt;br /&gt; WTF .&lt;br /&gt; UR PHONE SPOIL =.=&lt;br /&gt;Vigilia says:&lt;br /&gt; again??&lt;br /&gt; go bugis la.&lt;br /&gt; or whr u all wanna go?&lt;br /&gt; wantheng whr u wanna go?&lt;br /&gt; ONG WAN THENG.&lt;br /&gt; WHERE DO YOU WANNA GO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agga Wijaya says:&lt;br /&gt; bueno&lt;br /&gt; bueno vista&lt;br /&gt; bueno nacho&lt;br /&gt; kinder bueno&lt;br /&gt; bueno la parigas&lt;br /&gt; bueno de zee&lt;br /&gt; bueno!!&lt;br /&gt; mucho bueno!&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; O_O&lt;br /&gt;Agga Wijaya says:&lt;br /&gt; gosh&lt;br /&gt; im so teruk o_o&lt;br /&gt; makan kek lapis + hershey kisses&lt;br /&gt; almond ;D&lt;br /&gt; no wonder my tummy is so big&lt;br /&gt; -_-&lt;br /&gt; BIG TUMMMYY&lt;br /&gt; UWAAAA&lt;br /&gt; BIG FAT IMAAAN&lt;br /&gt; T________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; ALOT OF MATS&lt;br /&gt; NOOOO&lt;br /&gt;wan theng ! :} says:&lt;br /&gt; MATS?&lt;br /&gt; got meh&lt;br /&gt;Vigilia says:&lt;br /&gt; WHAT MATS?&lt;br /&gt; OR RATS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agga Wijaya says:&lt;br /&gt; imma fat panda&lt;br /&gt; and i can swim&lt;br /&gt; so i will swim across selat tebrau&lt;br /&gt; and golek at woodlands&lt;br /&gt; and golek golek till i jumpe rumah zee&lt;br /&gt; and then i'll block the front door&lt;br /&gt; so ur family and u cant open the door&lt;br /&gt; and cant go out&lt;br /&gt; bwahahaha&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; I dont live at Woodlands duuuude.&lt;br /&gt;Agga Wijaya says:&lt;br /&gt; jalan masuk dari tambak johor xD&lt;br /&gt; gee singapore is small&lt;br /&gt; it'll be easy&lt;br /&gt; BWAHAHAHAHHAH&lt;br /&gt; and i'll bring some nandos o_o&lt;br /&gt; since u dont have any nandos there O_O&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; OMGGG&lt;br /&gt; OKAY OKAY&lt;br /&gt; GOLEK NOW&lt;br /&gt; nowwww~&lt;br /&gt;Agga Wijaya says:&lt;br /&gt; omg&lt;br /&gt; im too fat to golek&lt;br /&gt; : /&lt;br /&gt;✿ zahrah thinks that she says:&lt;br /&gt; o_o&lt;br /&gt; THE FATTER U ARE&lt;br /&gt; THE MORE U CAN GOLEK&lt;br /&gt;Agga Wijaya says:&lt;br /&gt; BUT IM TRIANGLEE&lt;br /&gt; UWAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just random quotes that made me laugh. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2259060683829149184?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2259060683829149184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2259060683829149184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2259060683829149184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2259060683829149184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/fullstop.html' title='fullstop = .'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-6642456474699111839</id><published>2009-06-09T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:55:41.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huuuuuuuuh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Si5bl2nUd5I/AAAAAAAAAQk/_3YX-0MLlhE/s1600-h/DSC03907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Si5bl2nUd5I/AAAAAAAAAQk/_3YX-0MLlhE/s320/DSC03907.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345310513609078674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Si5bltVPu6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/BmJYJ2wdrVI/s1600-h/DSC03908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Si5bltVPu6I/AAAAAAAAAQc/BmJYJ2wdrVI/s320/DSC03908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345310511117351842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The retarded family, IDK what picture it is TBH. :D&lt;br /&gt;And also Chella &amp; AlienGaya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Danish, are you reading this? &lt;br /&gt;Freaking hope you are. I want the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Vivien wants the pictures too.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the Ah Beng family ones.&lt;br /&gt;Even though both of us AREN'T in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, uh huh? Oh yeah, PICTURES. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had Drama today. I was bloody tired.&lt;br /&gt;Practically didn't sleep last night. Eff shit. :/&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty awesome. Although I got kind of pissed at Trevor.&lt;br /&gt;That idiot. LOL, kept doing the irish dance. Actually, kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;But he kept listening to his One Piece song and all other anime songs.&lt;br /&gt;Annoying. :D&lt;br /&gt;Zul was our "mentor". YAY! Lol, he seemed like he was sad coz I called him a dbag.&lt;br /&gt;But you know that I didn't mean it whaaat. I call you that so many times before. &lt;br /&gt;And you still called me a scumbag. SO YAH. &lt;br /&gt;:) Peaaaace yo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ohh, then we had a break and Amelia, Preethi and I decided to not eat and hung out at the 4th level. Talked about alot of things. Preethaaaye, don't confront anyone lah, I may not have heard the right things okay? :) Anyways, we went back to the PLab after a bit. Amelia and I entered a room full of boys staring at the computer screen. And they are Alex, Chih Cheng, Zul and Danish. Kind of O-O. I thought they were like watching porn or something. :X Anyways they left, &amp; Amelia and I were left with an HP Mini in our hands? So... we played pinball. LOL, to the point where I was leading the high score and Amelia was all frustrated. xD Tirta, Gaya and RuoQi came in. I was all like AHHHHH!!! Finally got to see them after so long. Hyper bunch of people. I was on the phone with Shafiq and then they took the phone and forgot all about him and started playing slide. O_O They were like high when they found out their voice echoed in the phone. LOL. It was so much fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;Sat with them for a bit till the guys came in and tried to beat the high scores. LOL Amelia was dead. :| Zul didn;t get a chance to play because they had an extra keyboard and yeah, they closed the application. LIke whaddafark. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bit Chella came as well. Was like HAAAAI CHELLA! Lol. Yeah, rehearsed and FINALLY made trevor dance. TBH, it's not really a dance, more like, idk what it is actually. But it was funnehh anyways. &gt;;} So that's what he's going to do. Aaaaand, uhm, yeah played Truth or Dare AGAIN. Quit after a bit. Chella, Gaya, Alex, Danish, Zul, and Chih Cheng started taking group and family pictures. Was really funny. I'll see if I can upload the video up here. xD It's a hella long video. 10 minutes. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH OHHH.&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;DANISH'S&lt;br /&gt;PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;NOKIA Eseries, E63. &lt;br /&gt;IT'S BLOODY EFFING AWESOMEEEEEEE. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i33.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid33.photobucket.com/albums/d92/MIZZYME4EVA/MOV03909.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S, the video was cut short by PhotoBucket.&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S, look @ my awesome nails &amp; Danish's fucking chio phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6642456474699111839?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6642456474699111839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6642456474699111839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6642456474699111839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6642456474699111839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/huuuuuuuuh.html' title='Huuuuuuuuh?'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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/_JgPVWbe1l1I/Si5bl2nUd5I/AAAAAAAAAQk/_3YX-0MLlhE/s72-c/DSC03907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7002760073242475123.post-7677471084246550679</id><published>2009-06-08T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:52:56.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Take my hand, don't hold back.&lt;br /&gt;Paint a picture, paint it black.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close, hold me tight.&lt;br /&gt;Let me scream, with all my might.&lt;br /&gt;For once I thought, you were right.&lt;br /&gt;Let me scream, don't hold me back.&lt;br /&gt;I want to breathe again, don't let me die.&lt;br /&gt;Screaming my lungs out, till my last breath.&lt;br /&gt;Paint a picture, paint it black.&lt;br /&gt;Paint to re-ennact my death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7677471084246550679?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7677471084246550679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7677471084246550679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7677471084246550679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7677471084246550679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/scream.html' title='Scream.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-6713839620431342112</id><published>2009-06-08T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:14:50.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hatching pete.</title><content type='html'>Is on right now so I guess I'm watching Hatching Pete? :X&lt;br /&gt;Bubbs, those were song lyrics. Minus the FudgeYou crap below that is. &lt;br /&gt;I practically never post my poems in my blog. It's a little bit, uhm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least I think that people would think it's stupid. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, you want a poem about yourself am I right? &lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh no. I tried alright, I sounded like some lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;Ew-eest. Anywhooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mitchel Musso &amp; Jason Dolley are amazzzzinggg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily Osment is really amaaazzzinngg too. :D&lt;br /&gt;Get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I talking about all these people again? Ohmygod. &lt;br /&gt;You know Hatching Pete isn't really so bad. But who the hell uses a rooster as a school mascot. O_O They have to cluck and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies, I saw Friday the 13th yesterday. It was actually kind of funny. You probably think I'm crazy or whatever but I'm not. It's funny. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thirteen days to camp!! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6713839620431342112?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6713839620431342112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6713839620431342112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6713839620431342112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6713839620431342112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/hatching-pete.html' title='hatching pete.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-8435819859331149193</id><published>2009-06-05T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:12:54.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks bytch. for everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SPOTTED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain EG walking pass a certain J @ Compass Point. Hmm, lucky her. I can think of a few people who would LOVE to be there right now. :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;I dont see why you care.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;For making my mind a blank.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;For being the idiot that you are.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-8435819859331149193?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/8435819859331149193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=8435819859331149193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8435819859331149193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/8435819859331149193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-bytch-for-everything.html' title='thanks bytch. for everything.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-2758745565871532164</id><published>2009-06-04T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:56:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a life, a love, a lie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never say Hello anymore do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When you were dealt an ace straight down, I was dressed in spades&lt;br /&gt;According to the games that we played&lt;br /&gt;So ante up I'm worth it all&lt;br /&gt;Have you any time for self evaluation?&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you find what you've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose your heart under the covers baby&lt;br /&gt;Just like everyone you said you loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect the doves to pick you from the ground&lt;br /&gt;Because baby I've pinned them down one by one.&lt;br /&gt;When you were slowly falling down, I was there to catch you&lt;br /&gt;From the dark nights and lonely roads so listen up when I say&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lush addicted to your laugh,&lt;br /&gt;Convicted by your smile that holds me back&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever care about, what I cared about, did you ever care at all?&lt;br /&gt;And don't expect the doves to carry on with you&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect the doves to carry on what you have done&lt;br /&gt;She sings "la da da da da, la da da da da da"&lt;br /&gt;Baby just like everyone you said you loved&lt;br /&gt;And don't expect the doves to carry on with you&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby I've pinned them down one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my playlist is messed up. It has Miley, ETF, ESTK, FFTL and I don't know what else. You're probably thinking "I thought she HATES Miley?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah to an extent I do. But the songs in my blog are a couple of the nice ones. And maybe it's also because I watched her movie today. Not that bad. Pretty hillarious. So yeah went out with Mom, Julyy and Alyy today. Watched Hannah Montana: The Movie at Tampines. :D There were actually very few people. Like less than half of the cinema was filled. Plus, today is the release day. Oh whatever. :D The best part was that nobody was sitting behind us. We made alot of noise. Especially Aly. She saw that the guy was like, bloody hot. Travis, or rather Lucas Till. And you can just imagine what she was saying. WHATEVER. Okay, he IS hot. But.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I find Mitchell Musso better. Sadly, he didn't have a lot of lines. He was only on screen for Lilly's birthday party. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here's a some of the things that happened in the cinema. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We laughed like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;We were being idiots.&lt;br /&gt;Julyy spilt her whole drink on the floor even before she sat down. :|&lt;br /&gt;I was immitating Lilly and Miley on the "NOYOUBEHANNAH" scene and my popcorn box flew away.&lt;br /&gt;Julyy, my mom and I screamed at Alyy because she was all "AWW. LOOKLOOK!" when Lucas was on screen.&lt;br /&gt;There was a huge mess of popcorn and sprite on the floor where Julyy and I were sitting.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here's s what happened when we weren't in the cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pictures practically every second.&lt;br /&gt;We took pictures of Julyy because she didn't want to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I screamed "THATS SO HAZIQ" so loudly I think the whole of Tampines heard me.&lt;br /&gt;Alyy admitted into being bisexual. Hence, the above.&lt;br /&gt;Julyy kept getting stared at and I kept telling her that she was being stared at. LOL. Frigging mats.&lt;br /&gt;My mom walked fast. Yes, this is an important fact because she NEVER walks fast.&lt;br /&gt;Alyy and I were singing Starstrukk in the bus until people stared at us.&lt;br /&gt;Alyy and I took pictures at the walkway at my house. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Julyy texted me and told me she saw Mdm Tan. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I don't have the pictures. Alyy has them. And Julyy too. So yeah. &lt;br /&gt;The movie was alright. I kind of expected it. {: Right now, I'm about to watch One Missed Call. Thanks to Alyy. She was the one who sent me the tone. Rightttt.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to say except that I find that name REALLY stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, guess I'll go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave birth to the 20th Century&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Like a child you fell right into my game a sprig of grapes and chardonnay&lt;br /&gt;Did you even know my name?&lt;br /&gt;A gentleman with horse and carriage is 4 pounds for the taking&lt;br /&gt;"I gave birth to the 20th century" they couldn't have done it without me&lt;br /&gt;You fear my name but not my face is that where you went wrong&lt;br /&gt;There's a taste of laud numb on your lips&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is numb the way you've pulled me in&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead (go ahead) and kiss me goodnight comatose and 2 pints for the ride&lt;br /&gt;No one can hear you cry.&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go wrong you marched the streets of London never saying a word&lt;br /&gt;It seems like heaven and hell are fighting there waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Did someone follow you there?&lt;br /&gt;Is that where you went wrong&lt;br /&gt;Did someone follow you there?&lt;br /&gt;He was so clean like the knife was an extension of his body&lt;br /&gt;So clever I never rushed I never said you meant this much&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I really like playing with blockquotes. It's uber fantastique.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell did I just say. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2758745565871532164?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2758745565871532164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2758745565871532164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2758745565871532164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2758745565871532164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-love-lie.html' title='a life, a love, a lie.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-956791977212586110</id><published>2009-06-03T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:14:01.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have eyes set to kill.</title><content type='html'>Hush don't speak a word about the dreams that I live for&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to reach you when I'm down&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak again, I'm still waiting for my turn &lt;br /&gt;It hurts to reach you when I'm down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My dreams are growing into&lt;br /&gt;Frustrations when I hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;(feeding me till I'm choking)&lt;br /&gt;My ears are ringing louder&lt;br /&gt;Repeating words that bring me down&lt;br /&gt;(ringing, my ears are bleeding)&lt;br /&gt;So hold your breath and spare me&lt;br /&gt;The pointless conversation, I'm running out of patience&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me for trying to reach&lt;br /&gt;As you are moving forward&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I can't catch up&lt;br /&gt;(trying so hard to reach you)&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck here at the bottom&lt;br /&gt;You're too high up to come back down&lt;br /&gt;(trying so hard to reach you)&lt;br /&gt;So hold your breath and spare me&lt;br /&gt;The pointless conversation, I'm running out of patience&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me for trying to reach&lt;br /&gt;Hush don't speak a word about the dreams that I live for&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to reach you when I'm down&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak again, I'm still waiting for my turn &lt;br /&gt;It hurts to reach you when I'm down&lt;br /&gt;Silence your harsh words my dear&lt;br /&gt;My ears are ringing of this&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking of it&lt;br /&gt;(I try to reach you but I fall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie don't lie to me now &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm erasing you &lt;br /&gt;Throwing those memories out &lt;br /&gt;Out to start something new &lt;br /&gt;I'm throwing those memories&lt;br /&gt;Mind set on failure &lt;br /&gt;The road you chose &lt;br /&gt;Told me you loved me &lt;br /&gt;Told me no&lt;br /&gt;Take your time I'm only dying &lt;br /&gt;Patiently I kneel here dying &lt;br /&gt;Curse the blind you curse the blind &lt;br /&gt;Deep inside is where it lies&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me I'm only dying (What got me into this mess that devoured me)&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me I'm only dying (Lies and deceitful actions keep promising)&lt;br /&gt;Darling don't Lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Into The Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violent breathing &lt;br /&gt;Keeps the oxygen kissing torn up lungs. &lt;br /&gt;My hearts beating but it won't keep me from saving everyone. &lt;br /&gt;Yet I still have &lt;br /&gt;Messages to send to those I love. &lt;br /&gt;Violent breathing, it won't keep me from saving everyone. &lt;br /&gt;Feel your heart through my hands. &lt;br /&gt;I feel your loneliness I'm reaching out to you. &lt;br /&gt;Give the beat just a chance &lt;br /&gt;To lift you up and out, &lt;br /&gt;Bring you above the ground. &lt;br /&gt;Feel my heart through my hands. &lt;br /&gt;I feel your loneliness I'm reaching out to you. &lt;br /&gt;Give the beat just a chance &lt;br /&gt;To lift you up and out, &lt;br /&gt;Bring you above the ground. &lt;br /&gt;So we sing into the night &lt;br /&gt;And break all the silence. &lt;br /&gt;With one attempt to rise the broken from the dead. &lt;br /&gt;Avenge their souls and mend their souls. &lt;br /&gt;We sing into the night. &lt;br /&gt;I'll do whatever it takes &lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes to break the silence &lt;br /&gt;I'll do whatever it takes &lt;br /&gt;Break the silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that pretty much sums up everything without me even trying to crack my brain and think of something to write. &lt;br /&gt;And honestly, that's the stupidest, lamest and most idiotic nickname I have ever seen in my whole entire life. &lt;br /&gt;So, get some creative cells in your brain okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;Just, trying to be friendly here.&lt;br /&gt;Though, friendly never really was my thing.&lt;br /&gt;I've always been pretty shy actually.&lt;br /&gt;Hard for you to believe? Well believe it because it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never seem to have a problem with typing.&lt;br /&gt;Talking face to face? Not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;That is, unless I met you outside. OR,&lt;br /&gt;I like you.&lt;br /&gt;Which chances are,&lt;br /&gt;probably not.&lt;br /&gt;I hate half the people I know&lt;br /&gt;and half the people I'm supposed to be close with.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but I don't give a bloody fudge.&lt;br /&gt;Because,&lt;br /&gt;right now. This very moment.&lt;br /&gt;They deserve this chunk of text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Whoever they are.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever they may be. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Figures.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-956791977212586110?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/956791977212586110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=956791977212586110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/956791977212586110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/956791977212586110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-eyes-set-to-kill.html' title='i have eyes set to kill.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-4291056779779167722</id><published>2009-06-03T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:25:15.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extracted.</title><content type='html'>From my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;sunday, 28 december 2008&lt;br /&gt;16:34&lt;br /&gt;uhm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it potentially dangerous if a GUY knows almost anything and everything about you? Like even stuff your family doesn't? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I do too.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, in the position I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;Hell that's the most dangerous thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't take back everything I've told.&lt;br /&gt;Because well, that would mean going back in time.&lt;br /&gt;Which can't happen.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, I'll just have to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-4291056779779167722?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4291056779779167722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=4291056779779167722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4291056779779167722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4291056779779167722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/extracted.html' title='extracted.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-5445017880673961253</id><published>2009-06-03T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:34:52.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misery&amp;company is like toast&amp;butter.</title><content type='html'>want to know who i haven't talk to in frigging AGES?!&lt;br /&gt;no not mary jacob. ehh, new nick. MJ. i should stop thinking of nicks for her. ;D&lt;br /&gt;no its not her. its this lil girl called ellen! and shes from luton. and i havent talked to her since forever. but i am now. :D she just thought me useful words that y'all probably havent even heard of. hehe. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, probably going to watch HM:TM with aly moms and july tomorrow. but the thing is joolii just invited me to go ice skating tomorrow too! D: i want to go ice skating. aw man. but i dont think mommeh would let me go anyways. whatever. :) why am i typing without punctuation? pffsh. nevermind. cant be bothered right now. &lt;br /&gt;anyways i cant wait for CAMP! get to go retarded again with namira and ainee and everyone else. oh yeah~ fun. went to school yesterday. with my&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; WICKED BLACK NAILS :D&lt;/span&gt; somehow nobody said anything about it. well msnormala did go all "eh whats this" but after that she was cool. and msgoh told me to clip up my feelers. :X thing is, she sees me everyday in school and doesnt say anything about it. damn, guess i'll have to start using a hairband from now on. darn. oh wells. i had enough experience with a hairband anyways. kinda used to it. and why in the heavens am i talking about a hairband?! ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;well it was my fault anyway.&lt;br /&gt;ah shyt whatever.&lt;br /&gt;as long as i have my black nailpolish&amp;makeup.&lt;br /&gt;with my wicked clothes&amp;accessories,&lt;br /&gt;im all good baby :P&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;note to self: pay namira. :D&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/7002760073242475123-5445017880673961253?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5445017880673961253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=5445017880673961253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5445017880673961253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5445017880673961253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/misery-is-like-toast.html' title='misery&amp;company is like toast&amp;butter.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-3185139523171806064</id><published>2009-06-01T19:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:59:00.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bananas cream and beef.</title><content type='html'>WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="purple"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TYAAAAAAAAS aviandysamudera :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THATS ALL.&lt;br /&gt;for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-3185139523171806064?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3185139523171806064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=3185139523171806064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3185139523171806064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3185139523171806064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='bananas cream and beef.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-7850041025176527014</id><published>2009-06-01T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:04:53.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help.</title><content type='html'>Oh god. I'm so high on coffee that I'm talking to myself AND writing a novel at the same time. But I've decided to postpone writing the novel to tomorrow. Is it POSSIBLE to actually be high on coffee? Damn, shouldn't have drunk coffee. Now I can't sleep. Or don't want to. Either way I can still use the same excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I shouldn't be thinking of this. Or LIKE this for that matter. I shouldn't but I am and I know it's wrong and I know that this will all end up the way it ended up last time. But, ughhh shit this. I can't live this. I can't like with it or through it. And I was the cause of it anyway. Ohmygod I sound like some druggie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it Zahrah. &lt;br /&gt;No more late night coffee breaks. &lt;br /&gt;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveJournal is LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;and SAVIOUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7850041025176527014?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7850041025176527014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7850041025176527014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7850041025176527014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7850041025176527014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/help.html' title='help.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-5442666082098913960</id><published>2009-06-01T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:47:21.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shigoogley!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Something sweet? Something sour. &lt;br /&gt;Something heartbreaking? Something heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;Something funny? Something angry.&lt;br /&gt;Something sexy? Something ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Something crazy? Something sane.&lt;br /&gt;Something normal? Something abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;Something catty? Something bitchy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what the hell am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully God knows because I obviously do not at all. You know, you can actually hear a bit of Heath's Australian accent in the movie. Which is pretty awesome because it makes him even sexier. Okay this movie is pretty dumb but it's sweet too. Especially because he ends up falling in love with her anyways. And I love the fact that the girl is so... spunky. :D I like spunky, alot. LOL. Can someone please get me this kind of guy? He's so... want-able. Oh, I just forgot every single thing I wanted to talk about. I'll just keep watching my movie then. Laters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;One day, you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;Who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;Who I can really be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG PEOPLE. You can actually hear Heath talking in his whole accent. It's so hot! I wonder why the directors didn't say anything about it. He's supposed to have an American accent. He keeps on code-switching. LOL. Fickle minded sexy beast. Why must the good die young? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-5442666082098913960?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5442666082098913960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=5442666082098913960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5442666082098913960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5442666082098913960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/06/shigoogley.html' title='shigoogley!'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-5845566450062207876</id><published>2009-05-31T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:07:16.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little monkey in a bikini say whaat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm watching 10 Things I Hate About You and I'm really liking it. Got to remember to borrow The Taming of The Shrew. :D Oh and as for the above poem, that's from the movie. I guess, I can relate to it. ALOT. But whatever. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have alot of thoughts in my mind that I want to blog about. But since I'm watching a movie right now, I'll blog later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-5845566450062207876?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5845566450062207876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=5845566450062207876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5845566450062207876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5845566450062207876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-monkey-in-bikini-say-whaat.html' title='little monkey in a bikini say whaat?'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-7680635628320154207</id><published>2009-05-29T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:09:45.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melancholic depression.</title><content type='html'>This shows how fast dreams can die out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;hey.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;yo?&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;our class outing is on tues.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;can?&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;which tues&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;coming tues.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;palawan beach?&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;o_0&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;i duno yet.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;i looking at the website now.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;aft that read my blog&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;whats ur class position?&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;30&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;and i cannot go&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;my parents dont allow.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;my grandma also dont allow&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;they say that coz no tchr mah.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;wth/&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;thn whn no tchr all this y'all tend to bring outsiders&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;then play until forget safety all this.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;ask ur grandma go la.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;then whn my friends ask me go out i want when they tell me want to go for some religious thing i dont go.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;my parents heck care. my grandma going to mecca.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;thn i tell them, ok la just say no no lah dont need gimme all this reasons&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;then my mom was like, if i take away ur laptop and hp can? then i say, really what just say no dont need gimme all this effing reasons. then she say really? then when i say buck up study all u do is chat. then i was like WTF TODAY IS THE LAST EFFING DAY OF SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;and now i feel like crying coz i nv get to do what i want.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;changinf of plans&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;always stay at home only.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;pity you.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;i just cried.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;i just reached the peak of my depression&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF0080]VIGILIA[/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;don't cry.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;and its not even funny.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I apologize for the very short-cut English used here. :)&lt;br /&gt;So dreams can die in less than 5 minutes. Which is very sad actually. &lt;br /&gt;And I being the retarded freak that I can sometimes be actually did a search on depression. And they all seem close to home. I'm just afraid. Because I know that this isn't a PMS sort of thing. It's been going on for some time now. Possibly even 3 years. I don't know, maybe I really do need a therapist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need LiveJournal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xx;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Major_depressive_disorder&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atypical_depression&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Melancholic_depression&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dysthymia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7680635628320154207?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7680635628320154207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7680635628320154207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7680635628320154207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7680635628320154207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/melancholic-depression.html' title='melancholic depression.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-109505359242776929</id><published>2009-05-29T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:38:42.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something funny? SOMETHING FUNNY?!</title><content type='html'>I have my scripts. Yes I love Irene and Sheila for writing two different scripts for me. But I've decided to compile it together. AND NOW I HAVE TO COME UP WITH SOMETHING FUNNY. AND NOW IS DEFINITELY NOT THE TIME FOR ME TO BE ALL RANDOM AND FUNNY. BECAUSE NOW I AM NOT IN A HYPER-&amp;-RETARDED-GOOD MOOD. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;So I just want to scream. Really loud. And probably cry a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!#!%@$!^$ @^!#!#!$!@!$!#^@ &amp;!%!&amp;*!%@%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to SOTA. I am NEVER going to SOTA.&lt;br /&gt;Crap. I feel depressed for IDEK what reason really. &lt;br /&gt;someone help me think of something funny to write.&lt;br /&gt;AMELIA FOO WHERE ARE YOU WOMANNNN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:l&lt;br /&gt;My class is representing Bhutan for AYG games in school. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't heard of it? This is a little bit about Bhutan that I found in the internet. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FYI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhutan is located at the Eastern end of the Himalayas and is bordered to the south, east and west by India and to the north by China. Bhutan is separated from Nepal by the Indian state of Sikkim. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah in other words in somewhere in between India, China and Nepal. Okay mostly nearer towards Nepal. Cool or what? Can start playing Nattu's Song. Wtf am I talking about? Anyways, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MORE ABOUT BHUTAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FYI.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhutan used to be one of the most isolated nations in the world, but developments including direct international flights, the Internet, mobile phone networks, and cable television have increasingly opened the doors. Rampant destruction of the environment has been avoided. The government takes great measures to preserve the nation's traditional culture, identity and the environment. In 2006, Business Week magazine rated Bhutan the happiest country in Asia and the eighth-happiest in the world, citing a global survey conducted by the University of Leicester in 2006 called the "World Map of Happiness".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what have we learnt boys and girls? THAT IT PAYS TO BE ANTI-SOCIAL SOMETIMES. Okay I wouldn't say anti-social as in anti-social. Just that they used to be really distant from the outside world. And even with airplanes flying around everywhere and the internet just a click away, the government of Bhutan still sees the need to protect their culture and traditions. Which is actually pretty awesome. Let's continue learning about Bhutan shall we? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FYI.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The state religion is Vajrayana Buddhism, and the population is predominantly Buddhist, with Hinduism being the second-largest religion. The capital and largest city is Thimphu. After centuries of direct monarchic rule, Bhutan held its first democratic elections in March 2008. Among other international associations, Bhutan is a member of the United Nations and the South Asian Association for Regional Cooperation (SAARC).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what else did we learn boys and girls? That Bhutan just like it's next door neighbour is mostly made up of Buddhists and Hindus. :D No wait, I thought Nepali people were like, okay I'm just confused right now. But the countries that are Buddhists and Hindus are pretty close to Bhutan innit? You know I'm actually having fun doing this right now. Let's learn even more. :P I found this pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FYI.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capital: Thimphu, Official languages: Dzongkha,English&lt;br /&gt;Demonym: Bhutanese, Government: Constitutional democratic monarchy&lt;br /&gt;King: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jigme&lt;/span&gt; Khesar Namgyel Wangchuck, Prime Minister: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jigme&lt;/span&gt; Y. Thinley&lt;br /&gt;Formation: Early 17th century &lt;br /&gt;Area Total: 47,000 km2 (131st)&lt;br /&gt;            18,147 sq mi &lt;br /&gt;Population estimate: 672,425 (2005)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that I highlighted the fact that both the King and the PM has a "Jigme" in front. I wonder if that's a name or something. Sounds kind of cool. Imagine if you're called Jane Jigme or something. Awesome. :P Okay so I can't possibly write down everything here so I'm going to give y'all the link. So if y'all are intrested to find out even more, just click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bhutan"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's pretty intresting really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are all wondering WTF Nattu's song is. Here's the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZH3AxW6jc5I&amp;feature=related"&gt;LINK.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But of course, that's the English version. Click &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XUB2RxDEmY"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the Nepali or whatever-word-you-use-to-call-the-Nepal-language version. :D It's pretty nice actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah that's pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I do not own any of the songs or information stated in this post. All songs and information stated in this post is for sheer entertainment and enjoyment of myself and whoever else that sees this post. No copyright infringment intended. {:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-109505359242776929?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/109505359242776929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=109505359242776929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/109505359242776929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/109505359242776929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-funny-something-funny.html' title='something funny? SOMETHING FUNNY?!'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-3434021744554235092</id><published>2009-05-23T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:44:11.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday shafiq yeoo&lt;3</title><content type='html'>WHAT THE ABOVE SAYS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you. :)&lt;br /&gt;i need to get presents. oh God.&lt;br /&gt;three people. oh damndamndamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i just went to this blog that made me want to puke.&lt;br /&gt;ughhh. i need water. ewewew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, time for gossip girl segment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SPOTTED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edwin Goh AKA Soon Lee from Fighting Spiders outside of the Bowen maingate.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like this very cute actor with to-die-for dimples was being dared to ask "ugly ones" for their numbers. Oh dear, wonder if they would come by again and then all of us DimpleLovers could play Truth or Dare together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get information from my sources who I shall not name. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh to hell with it, it was from Dawn. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;She was overly excited. I would have approached him and ask him what the heck he was doing there. But oh well. Anyways I'm traumatized. No not by the fact that Edwin was outside school. But by a dream I got last night. I don't know what was so scary about it. But all I know is that it scared me. A lot. &amp; I practically cried if my grandmere didn't wake me up. If she didn't, I would have been crying in my sleep. Scary much? And to think it was all about one very very long letter. Yeah, it's pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;I just know that I have to forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;About everything that has happened for the past 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;About them.&lt;br /&gt;About everyone who has made the 3 months an emotional turmile for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-3434021744554235092?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3434021744554235092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=3434021744554235092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3434021744554235092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3434021744554235092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-shafiq-yeoo3.html' title='happy birthday shafiq yeoo&lt;3'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-3701497324276987756</id><published>2009-05-22T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T17:38:48.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shuwwwwr&lt;3</title><content type='html'>i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sets me thinking even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-3701497324276987756?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3701497324276987756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=3701497324276987756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3701497324276987756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3701497324276987756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/shuwwwwr3.html' title='shuwwwwr&lt;3'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-6767075914409232713</id><published>2009-05-21T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:57:37.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homophobes are dyckheads.</title><content type='html'>Yes Kris won. Honestly, half the world isn't satisfied. Kris Allen isn't satisfied, Simon Cowell isn't satisfied. It was clearly written who the winner would be. So what went wrong? What changed the fate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be honest to yourself, did you vote because you did not want a gay guy to win? That is just sick. Very sick. You don't do that. This is a TALENT SHOW. Vote according to the talent that you see in front of you. I am not saying that Kris has no talent. He does have it. He is a good singer, but Adam is the better singer. He performs as well. You know, I don't have to say this. Adam's happy for Kris. I'm happy for Kris. I still love the Top Five. I'm just saying. What's fair is fair. What's not fair isn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's fair is voting according to talent. Not whether you're a homophobe or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1768742/american_idol_finale_upset_what_went_pg3.html?cat=9"&gt;This says everything that I want to say.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; OMG ADAM WORE THE TALC PENDANT! *squeaaaaal*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sweet that Allison was hugging Adam. &lt;3 aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BUT STILL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6767075914409232713?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6767075914409232713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6767075914409232713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6767075914409232713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6767075914409232713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/homophobes-are-dyckheads.html' title='homophobes are dyckheads.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-5715799820864681939</id><published>2009-05-20T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:48:14.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worn out places, worn out faces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;All around me are familiar faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Worn out places, worn out faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright and early for their daily races&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Going nowhere, going nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their tears are filling up their glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No expression, no expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No tomorrow, no tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;And I find it kind of funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I find it kind of sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The dreams in which I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;Are the best I've ever had&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hard to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I find it hard to take&lt;br /&gt;When people run in circles&lt;br /&gt;It's a very, very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mad World, Mad World,&lt;br /&gt;Mad World, Mad World&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children waiting for the day they feel good&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Made to feel the way that every child should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sit and listen, sit and listen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school and I was very nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No one knew me, no one knew me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson&lt;br /&gt;Look right through me, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;look right through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Adam sang Mad World. Kris is singing Aint No Sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;Tbh, Kris' rendition is pretty awesome. Okay come one guys, be honest.&lt;br /&gt;You know as well as I do that Season 8 is the most talented group so far.&lt;br /&gt;Even you wouldn't know who to crown Idol. :D&lt;br /&gt;Simon Fuller's choice of song now. Okay I totally just forgot what the song title for Adam is. The infamous Adam scream-thing just passed. Okay it's not a scream, it's his amazing vocal range. Oh yeah, quad approval from the judges. Not surprised, this is one talented man. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I will TRY to move aside from the gloriousness of American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I have to download the songs to my phone. n_n&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I bet many of you have heard of the upcoming release of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Sims 3&lt;/span&gt;. From the looks of it, the game is MUCH better than any other Sims game that you can find. I've been doing a bit of research and I've found out that you can actually customize practically everything from your Sims Character &amp; Clothes to the furniture. And if you're thinking that it's like any other Sims game, then you're wrong. I've heard that you can actually customize the pattern and colour. Which is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Simon &amp; Randy just gave Kris a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt; comment :O *horrorhorror,shockshock*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, American Idol has too many commercial breaks. ANYWAYS, note to self, commitee member meeting tomorrow 3pm at drama room. RIGHT. I am IM-ing with two people I would never talk to. Alas, the power of American Idol. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Remind me to download No Boundaries sung by Adam Lambert. His rendition is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FRIGGING AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;! And I'm not just saying it because it's ADAM. I'm saying it because it really is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I just realized that no matter who wins, both are going to get recording contracts anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 8 really is amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"It's the battle of the guy-next-door and the guyliner."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like skipping school tomorrow. 8AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I should really post this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-5715799820864681939?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5715799820864681939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=5715799820864681939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5715799820864681939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5715799820864681939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/worn-out-places-worn-out-faces.html' title='worn out places, worn out faces.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-7735784336856172580</id><published>2009-05-20T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:03:35.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speaking of.</title><content type='html'>Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;These two are so cute. But they'll never admit that they are in love with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a look at a little irony shall we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2J1_unVQh2E&amp;feature=related"&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2; Summer, Kind of Wonderful.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qN6VAcEFMgU&amp;feature=related"&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2; Chuck in Real Life.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH.&lt;br /&gt;you have to.&lt;br /&gt;then you'll understand what im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;3 words, 8 letters, say it &amp; i'm yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OMGOMGOMG AMERICAN IDOL!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;x.o.x.o,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-7735784336856172580?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/7735784336856172580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=7735784336856172580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7735784336856172580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/7735784336856172580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/speaking-of.html' title='speaking of.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-2198182062451129524</id><published>2009-05-20T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:47:48.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shur you analyzer you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;kris deserves to win more, dont say a thing, read what i have to say&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;lol . okay .&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;because adam can sing act and dance, he can go back to broadway, be a drag queen&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;And people will still worship him as gay god&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;LMFAO. fyi gaygod is on youtube &amp; hes hot too.&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;But all kris knows is singing so winning idol will really be his big break&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;but if hes in broadway we cant watch him here.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;id still buy all the top five albums .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;i think theyre amazinnn .&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;Adam doesnt have to win idol, because tbh he already has and i mean it in a good way&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;season8 ftw. most awesome one yet.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;LMAO. yeah i guess.&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;He's the first idol who'd ever gotten on a mag before winning&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;ikr. &amp; a standing o from simon.&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;his online popularity is unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;His fanbase is gigantic&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;So he has already won&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;Now give kris the poor guy a break&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;LMAO. kris fan much.&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;See my point now? I love adam lmao&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;i wanted allison to get in. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;I love both of them and i wanted allison to die &lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;=.= im apparently aware of that&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;but why&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;She can get a contract even if she wasnt in the top 10&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;Theres no need for her to stay longe&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;Longer&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;=_=&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;when you watch idol.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;youre not watching idol.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;your ANALYZING it&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;She's talented she can sing she doesnt need to stay that long&lt;br /&gt;sнur says: &lt;br /&gt;And yeah i analyse everything i watch esp idol lmao&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is why shur is an analyzer and not a watcher.&lt;br /&gt;it's actually pretty cool. because it means that she's not just watching.&lt;br /&gt;she's actually using her brain. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i should learn from her someday. makes me less obsessesive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;ive been at home for two days.&lt;br /&gt;bloody throat refuses to heal.&lt;br /&gt;im coughing&amp;sneezing like some mad person.&lt;br /&gt;and what have i been doing for 48 hours? other than sleeping, ive been watching gossip girl.&lt;br /&gt;chuck is awesome let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;jenny is starting to piss me off less. :D i like her hair. alot. minus the whole blond-ness of it. it's too blonde actually. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have found a new friend who is amazingggg.&lt;br /&gt;her name is vanessa. :D although i prefer vanezza. HAHA &lt;3373463.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;im not forgiving you just yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="5"&gt;&lt;FONT COLOR="PURPLE"&gt;&lt;U&gt;THANK YOU JULYNANANANA&lt;/U&gt;&lt;3.1423784234&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-2198182062451129524?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/2198182062451129524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=2198182062451129524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2198182062451129524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/2198182062451129524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/shur-you-analyzer-you.html' title='shur you analyzer you!'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-4906963443452854062</id><published>2009-05-18T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:52:17.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there may be blood.</title><content type='html'>I really do not know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I don't know if I want to get into SOTA.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who my friends are.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who to trust.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, right now I don't need you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;All I need is my girls and the awesome league of people at school.&lt;br /&gt;Because you two are hypocritical, using, brainless idiots.&lt;br /&gt;And neither do my girls nor do I need any of you.&lt;br /&gt;So just run along bytches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[c=30]MaryAlissa[/c][c=#FF0080] ; Weak [/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;im really really sorry aly please forgive me .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;he screamed and shouted to july.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;JULY.&lt;br /&gt;[c=30]MaryAlissa[/c][c=#FF0080] ; Weak [/c] says: &lt;br /&gt;ikr .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;MY FRIGGING BESTFRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;hes just lucky he didnt do anyth to nadiah or id have created a manhunt.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Screw you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;x,o,x,o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-4906963443452854062?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/4906963443452854062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=4906963443452854062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4906963443452854062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/4906963443452854062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-may-be-blood.html' title='there may be blood.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-3081244431793054514</id><published>2009-05-16T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:53:23.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trampoline&amp;americanidol</title><content type='html'>Tonight was hella fun. &lt;br /&gt;A chance to forget everything for once. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only Anna &amp; Nadiah were here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I managed to make July &amp; Aly to come over to my place.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. They brought food along. Watched AI and talked for a bit. Then headed to my room and July impressed Aly with her tom-toming skills. LOL. &amp; Then Aly attacked me because I attempted to steal her wallet. LOL ouch okay? So yeah headed back out. Watched more AI. Star World rocks&lt;3 So yeah Aly wanted to throw my pillow to me. And ended up hitting July instead. It was hilarious. She sat there for a while with a WTF face. And her glasses was all the way at the brim of her nose. Good aiming Aly. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN. I gotta tell you, this was the best part. I took out the trampoline and we started jumping around like a couple of drunk teenaged girls. HAHAHA. And I tried to mimic my grandmere by using a headscarf and jumping around. July jumped at fell like 50cm away from the whole thing. LOL. &amp; We hairsprayed Aly's hair. It was all pink and she looked like Allison. Mission accomplished 8D Okay, a little minah-ish too. ;X&lt;br /&gt;But you get my point. Then my parents came home and they made chicken chop and we shared it. Ohh with mashed potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; YES.&lt;br /&gt;The water at my house rocks. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOUGUYS+ANNA+NADIAH:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-3081244431793054514?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3081244431793054514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=3081244431793054514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3081244431793054514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3081244431793054514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/trampoline.html' title='trampoline&amp;americanidol'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-725255115392098915</id><published>2009-05-16T15:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:59:15.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come off it girl. GG is fun.</title><content type='html'>Extracted: Zierah's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;girl, you dont have to spy you know. cos, its no longger a secret between me&amp;him. we're not together. done! so what if we are? what are you gonna do about it huh? oh, naming us by our first letter huh? its not that difficult to figure, you see. my initial is N. -.-' you dont even know me &amp;you wanna spy on me huh? great (: just cos i hang out with your primary school friend and your ex-boyfriend, you're effed up about it? that just explain that you got nothing better to do besides invaiding other's privacy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang. It wasn't me who "spied". I thought I made that clear to Terence last night on the phone. My friend was there and she told me. Pretty much a coincidence. And I, being the no life girl who can't do anything but stay at home and watch videos decided to do something GG style. Coz you know, Gossip Girl blogs about "SPOTTED" people. It was all for fun okay. I'm not effed up about anything. I'm not invading privacy. IT WAS COINCIDENTAL THAT SHE WAS THERE AND SAW YOU GUYS. I don't stalk celebrities so what makes you think I'd want to stalk you? Please, I'm not looking for trouble or crap like that. Normally I wouldn't give a crap if people do this. But since you're so close to T &amp; H, you know, I actually want this to end. Which is why I'm doing this. Although, I wish T would've backed me up. Coz I did tell him that &lt;font size="2"&gt;it wasn't me and that it was&lt;/font&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;July&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Oh wells, guess you can't have everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nazierah's Friend, yeah I really DONT have a life. I'm stuck at home and I can't go out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap huh?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-725255115392098915?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/725255115392098915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=725255115392098915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/725255115392098915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/725255115392098915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/come-off-it-girl-gg-is-fun.html' title='come off it girl. GG is fun.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-6215655224299495863</id><published>2009-05-15T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:45:56.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school of the arts</title><content type='html'>this is going to be gossip girl-esque. but i am not going to spare people's names.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont care if you're one of the people and you read this. okay you know what, i'll just do the whole GG thing and use first letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Spotted, a certain N, T and H hanging out at the interchange after school in their uniforms. But, H seemed like the odd one out. Standing far away from the two. Could it be that he's giving N &amp; T some quality time? Hmm... All I know is that I'm going to send my spies out more often from now on.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, now that that's over. Back to the story of my life and how I wish and wish and wish ever so badly that my parents would get a change of heart and actually let me go out with my friends some time. I mean, I need my frigging chill time. Or whatever you want to call it. You can't expect me to mope around the house every single day and not get bored going out with only my family. No wonder I can't socialize as easily as everyone else. No wonder I'm always left out. What the hell. &lt;br /&gt;This is just crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining. Okay maybe I am. But I just want to GO OUTTTTT ALREAAADYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;It's been 14 years that I've been at home. CAN I PLEASE GO OUT WITH MY MATES?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6215655224299495863?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6215655224299495863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6215655224299495863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6215655224299495863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6215655224299495863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/school-of-arts.html' title='school of the arts'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-3351082095259024593</id><published>2009-05-12T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:53:31.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawnaaye&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;[BubbaDoll] says: &lt;br /&gt;zahh u really piss ppl of &lt;br /&gt;[BubbaDoll] says: &lt;br /&gt;no offense &lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;IM AWARE OF THAT TOO .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;i piss myself off .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;i KNOW i piss people off .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;and i always bully myself for it .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;which sucks .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;but i cant seem to help it .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;which sucks more .&lt;br /&gt;[BubbaDoll] says: &lt;br /&gt;then why dou piss ppl off &lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;IDK alright. it just seems to come naturally. even before i can stop it.&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;and when it happens. i feel really bad for it.&lt;br /&gt;[BubbaDoll] says: &lt;br /&gt;what i think is u dont rly care &lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;i DO .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;but its become like second nature .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;i had to be like that to survive my whole primary school life . or else id be the victim instead .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;i dont know okay .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;sometimes .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;i just want it all to stop .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;and when i think it does .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;when im really sure it does .&lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;it starts again .&lt;br /&gt;[BubbaDoll] says:&lt;br /&gt;it blows up &lt;br /&gt;[BubbaDoll] says: &lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOMM!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I say: &lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;[BubbaDoll] says: &lt;br /&gt;BAAAAMM!! &lt;br /&gt;[BubbaDoll] says: &lt;br /&gt;ok ill stop&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-3351082095259024593?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/3351082095259024593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=3351082095259024593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3351082095259024593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/3351082095259024593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/dawnaaye3.html' title='Dawnaaye&lt;3'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-5531140444574498948</id><published>2009-05-12T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:35:11.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extractions.</title><content type='html'>Yuma's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When i cry, i wipe my tears myself.&lt;br /&gt;When i walk home, i walk home by myself.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm happy, i share the joy with myself.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm sad, i comfort myself.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm scared, i hug myself.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm depressed, i find ways to destress myself.&lt;br /&gt;When i've done well, i congratulate myself.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm in love, i tell myself it's never gonna work out.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm left alone, i tell myself it's gonna be alright.&lt;br /&gt;When i fall, i pick myself up.&lt;br /&gt;When someone bullies me, i stand up and defend myself.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm bored, i entertain myself.&lt;br /&gt;When i go out, i go out by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree, i understand. &lt;br /&gt;I feel that way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; anyways,&lt;br /&gt;feel better t.&lt;br /&gt;okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-5531140444574498948?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/5531140444574498948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=5531140444574498948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5531140444574498948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/5531140444574498948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/extractions.html' title='extractions.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-669071451353328199</id><published>2009-05-12T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:22:08.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cauldrons full of Felix Felicis please Proffesor Slughorn?</title><content type='html'>At least I'll be lucky. That's all I'll need.&lt;br /&gt;You know, this IS the examinations period and yet I am happily reading and renting books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect timing innit? &lt;br /&gt;And I've been working on my British accent. God knows why.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty cool actually. Best accent yet. &lt;br /&gt;As compared to Irish. &lt;br /&gt;Hell that's bloody hard. ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are alot of memorable things about Half Blood Prince.&lt;br /&gt;What with all the love and missions. &lt;br /&gt;And Luna Lovegood, mental as she may be, is really loveable and cute.&lt;br /&gt;Once I ended the book, I can't resist the temptation to grab Deathly Hallows from the shelf in my parents room. But my dad was there so yeah. BUT all hope is not gone yet. I can continue my reading after Thursday. Well, after I'm done with the Art prep work that is. But that wouldn't take much long. SO, I hope time passes really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Tonks and Lupin are so, sweet and well, it makes me emotional reading about them. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is to HP-cized for its own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;apparently, i piss people off.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, people hate me.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i didnt know that.&lt;br /&gt;pff, yeah like i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;im aware of everything.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel terrible every time.&lt;br /&gt;but it's become second nature.&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop it from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me back.&lt;br /&gt;take me away.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-669071451353328199?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/669071451353328199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=669071451353328199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/669071451353328199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/669071451353328199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/cauldrons-full-of-felix-felicis-please.html' title='cauldrons full of Felix Felicis please Proffesor Slughorn?'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-455290689239944791</id><published>2009-05-12T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:33:38.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>extractionssss.</title><content type='html'>From Aly's blog. Sets me laughing mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;      MaryAlissa.            Green condoms rock     says (10:30 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*less then 2 hours more.&lt;br /&gt;         hiLmi.         says (10:31 PM):&lt;br /&gt;*IYE B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-xxxxxx-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy ; haziq siape?&lt;br /&gt;me ; oh friend , i going out with him . when he msg tell me .&lt;br /&gt;mommy ; boyfriend baru eh ?&lt;br /&gt;me ; nooooo laaaa. friend only .&lt;br /&gt;mommy ;dont come back too late eh .&lt;br /&gt;me ; yalayala.&lt;br /&gt;mommy ; eh u and syazwan???&lt;br /&gt;me ; noo ma , break 3 weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;mommy ; *gives me the what the fuck face* alah then go with haziq ah &lt;br /&gt;me ; LOL HES MY BESTFRIEND MAAA !!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-455290689239944791?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/455290689239944791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=455290689239944791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/455290689239944791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/455290689239944791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/extractionssss.html' title='extractionssss.'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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-7002760073242475123.post-6594284630163853064</id><published>2009-05-08T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:49:38.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purple condoms exist ?</title><content type='html'>I didn't know that.&lt;br /&gt;At all.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Shermoomoo loves me.&lt;br /&gt;More than she loves Baby Danish.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked on the phone for 5734573478 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly I was talking to Mandy and Shafiq. &lt;br /&gt;Hahah it was weird.&lt;br /&gt;TRAMPOLINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, my grandmere bought a trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have a mental image stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeeeeeewwwwwwwww. &lt;br /&gt;But it's a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted a trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still freaking out about Math and Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog posts will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;-.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just so many things that I can't say out loud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7002760073242475123-6594284630163853064?l=gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/feeds/6594284630163853064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7002760073242475123&amp;postID=6594284630163853064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6594284630163853064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7002760073242475123/posts/default/6594284630163853064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gryffindorsgeek.blogspot.com/2009/05/purple-condoms-exist.html' title='purple condoms exist ?'/><author><name>sharifaaah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03242257067792760808</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>
