<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272881</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:35:58.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>musicdrifting throughout endless winds</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272881.post-114455324093788014</id><published>2006-04-08T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T21:32:37.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its finally decided.</title><content type='html'>hello. im sick, and seriously sick this time, im on amoxy-something. in those huge capsules that i can't swallow. so yeah, not getting anybetter. well yesterday wasn't really that good, usually when i go out its much better, but like when im sick, and my friends don't tell me whats going on, its so weird. yeah. oh i want to thank naomii and ameer so much, for yesterday's talk. it really helped. thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday i went to the doctors, had tuition, and went grocery shopping. gr. blast of a day hurh. well yeah. i finally got my fbt shorts, they are comfy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought the mozeralla/cheddar cheese yesterday, i ate like 3 already. haha(: but, i feel like liking something like that. turns it all around. neverminds, im blabbering bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so i just woke up, around 10. and like didn't go to church &lt;em&gt;again, &lt;/em&gt;yeah, so i ate more cheese, drank milk, and took meds. yeah. watching one tree hill now, i don't know why but this show really explains loads of things to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a emotional wreck, please untangle me, let me unleash on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't explain how i feel now, i love some people, i love some one, i hate one, i want to hate another, but can't. i want to love one, yet i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all too complicated for me. so next time, id rather just change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114455324093788014?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114455324093788014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114455324093788014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114455324093788014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114455324093788014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-finally-decided.html' title='its finally decided.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114425195806508273</id><published>2006-04-05T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T08:54:07.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 50th post!</title><content type='html'>well yeaps. my 50th post, and i know to many people this would be a very small number, but it is very significant to me as i have never kept a blog going for this long. i know lame right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i see that i have kept up to my side of the bargain blogging everyday, yet you never tag my guestbook. hrmpf, well thanks for the one tree hill anyways. yeapps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;american idol is such a ... show, i just can't think of a word to describe it. yeps. well i don't get why my mother is watching it now, but oh who gives a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was bleargh today, geog class was oh-kay. i mean my group was kinda. oh-kay. sometimes its like.. argh i can't say. anyways. p.e was fun, aubrey your a mean pig, i bought you a drink, and you still complain on what type it is. how nice of you. &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;my god i relaly shouldn't give you your birthday present, but then ill have wasted my money. so yeah its practically dragging it down the drain.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well math sucked, as usual, duh, and so did chinese, some people are just plain horrible.&lt;br /&gt;i feel de-sha-vu ish. anyways after school i went to hollandv with tasia, nick, anna, aubrey and bri, yeah anna had to get hair dye. the vp made her dye it by tomorrow. insane. anyways. yeah well tasia left from there. and the rest of us got back to school and split. so it was kinda just. bleargh. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i lied. yeaps i did, so now i have to fufil what i lied about. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been weird; school. yeah. im starting to hate people in my class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;especially one specific person. you know everytime you talk to them, they forget im even their friend, are you trying to take my life away from me! well i rather you didn't so will you just back off, i know my friends are your friends too. so back off. i freaking am starting to hate you so much. why can't you be so less stuck up. oh wow me and my whatever branded shit. who gives a fuck. will you just stop. my god i really hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not a time for loving anymore. nothing is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114425195806508273?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114425195806508273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114425195806508273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114425195806508273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114425195806508273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-50th-post.html' title='Happy 50th post!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114416207055520303</id><published>2006-04-04T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T07:50:11.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/gill3.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HELLOOO(: hahah ive been webcamming with tasia like for 3 days straight! hahha(: lallala. ookayss. ill just post ss and go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/gill8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/gill8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/gill4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BENDY PENCIL(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/gill9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/tasia1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/tasia1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/gill.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/gill.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/gill2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/gill2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/gill3.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/gill3.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod AD! sho cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/sadface!%20YOU%20MAKE%20ME%20SAd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/sadface%21%20YOU%20MAKE%20ME%20SAd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU MAKE ME SADDD:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/dao%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/dao%20face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAO FACE(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114416207055520303?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114416207055520303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114416207055520303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114416207055520303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114416207055520303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hellooo-hahah-ive-been-webcamming-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114412727242581545</id><published>2006-04-03T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T22:11:31.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when your happy and you know it, clap your hands.</title><content type='html'>its kinda weird, that like all my friends post with like sometimes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGE WORDS&lt;/span&gt;! or sometimes with &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tiny tiny ones&lt;/span&gt;!I post in normal, most of the time, unless im bitching kinda indirectly then i'll post in tiny words(: butt. yeah i can't seem to do the color thing either, everyones blog is so colorful! and you can like change colors and font size, mine is so dull, my colors are always white/black/grey/moss green/ and sometimes pink, so its kinda hard to make &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUGE WORDS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WITH COLORS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. anyways. HE'LOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go to school today. and im only a tiny itsy bit sick, just running flu, a bitta phlegm. yeaps(: well no need mc, 1 day only. yeahh. and also cause i didn't wake up early, and if i went at 8 30, then id arrive late, and get a DETENTION! which i so don't want. so yeapps(: hahha. soo i stayed in, watched like random stupid shows, hahah mywife and kids, trl, pop inc, stuffies like thatt. gr. im so boredd. i wish i could like go to town with my mommy, go to like get pretty stationary, and buy books(: hahaha. ohh and go to wisma to shop, its like my "new" favorite place to shop, i dunno why. its nice there! so is taka, but taka is very high end market brands. hahah(: so yeaps. but she has work, so i can't go shopping with her. boo. i just watched OC episode 18! i loved it, hahah and i know this sounds so sickk &gt;.&lt;&gt;but ryan and sadie did &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; and so did marissa and volchuck and summer and seth did &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; too(: hahaha. anywayys. im trying to call tasia now she's not picking up. gr. but i'll get to her soon enough(: yeaps. soo ill jusst leave this entry as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata darlings(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114412727242581545?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114412727242581545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114412727242581545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114412727242581545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114412727242581545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-your-happy-and-you-know-it-clap.html' title='when your happy and you know it, clap your hands.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114406050312180865</id><published>2006-04-03T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T03:35:03.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>get well anna. ill miss you dearly.</title><content type='html'>ANNABELLE-A! YOU CAN'T BE SICK OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE GO TO A DOCTOR!! okayy?! because i really want you to get well okays, life is miserable without you!! GET WELL BANANA!(: i loveyou&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was pretty muchhh, freaking hell, well actually it wasn't, haddd science in the morning, aubrey made me smell rabbit shit, i made him smell amylase, and he was feeling some gelatin punani(: but he became an ass towards the end of the day, had music, which was alright, we did the rap thingy(: yeaps. and then had art, where somehow brian and alban were playing mini something with a blue tack ball? yeaps. and aubrey was being a jerk again. hm. yeapps. well english was alright, got so freaking pissed with hian lee, he kept touching my pencil, my long stretchy one. grr you! ILL SLAP YOU! I SWEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah afterschool, hung out with tasia for a bit, got ice cream, anna was sick, so me and maddy were rubbing her back(: get well dear. i miss you already. yeaps. well then nothing much happened just got home, just webcammed with tasia(: hahah. its so fun, ohh and please sign my guestbook(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youknow, things change when you appear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114406050312180865?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114406050312180865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114406050312180865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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later on, i remember if i rewinded my life to the way i wanted to, i wouldn't meet such nice people. when i did horrible things to my mom, i hoped things would rewind, and i could take it back, whenever i had fights with tasia, maddy, anna, i wish i could rewind and take it all back, whenever i found out information that may hurt me or others, i wish i could rewind and tell myself not to be nosy. everything that goes wrong in my life, i wish i could take a time 'machine' and change it. one of my wishes was to not leave t.a.s, but then i wouldn't have met amazing people, like mariko, minseon, lise, ryan, tasia, maddy, anna, michelle. its really hard to live life the way you want it, it sometimes seems like everyone is perfect but you. not literally perfect, but their life seems to go so well, and your's is just crashing. whenever i see myself in photo's, its like everyone else seems so intact, and pressed, yet i stand out, looking gruesome. this is probably self centered of me, talking about what i want. but yes, its in almost everybody, how many times do you sai i want, or i wish, or can i? i say it more than 100 times a day. i want water, i want to eat, can i go out, its all the same, everyone says it, and it is very self centered, but not to an extent. okays. im bullshitting now. i can't really seem to control my emotions anymore. ive cried 5 times in the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its alright. it will be at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was one of the most bleargh days. it seems like it was kinda like last year, but with different people, tasia was really sweet, it was the day i became friends with aubrey, anna was miccing&gt;.&lt; i missed you, maddy was really funny, and everything was just. normal.  besides anna being missing. its like i don't know, i feel like last year CAN repeat itself, yett, its with so many different people. like okays, lemme share a few of my worrying thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im afraid of tasia becoming best friends with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;im afraid of failing, not in a studying way, although i am afraid of that too, but failing myself, failing to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;im afraid that i will never know who i am&lt;br /&gt;im afraid in 10 years time, ill be someone no one reconizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are jusst a few. well no more sad thoughts for me. im gonna go candy shopping, be fat. its sometimes is reassuring to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114386825038700690?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114386825038700690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114386825038700690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114386825038700690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114386825038700690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/stop-rewind-freeze.html' title='stop, rewind, freeze.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114377697946276264</id><published>2006-03-30T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T19:54:46.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been me.</title><content type='html'>its been -me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something has happened, and i really don't give a shit on what it is, although, the fact that you are such a arrogan bastard changes the situation. im not going to waste anymore time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in english now, not realy on task. i hate my class. its horrible. besides like people like nick and brian, it sucks. like seriously, most people say 2x has the best teachers, i suppose that IS true, we don't have elijah, or susan ong, or mr peh, so yeah maybe we do, but don't students work around environment, to me, environment means having people you love around you, having the comfort of having great friends by your side, i don't fine any of that in my class. it kinda sucks. so yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;just want you to know&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' at your picture from when we first met&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a smile that I could never forget&lt;br /&gt;And nothing I could do could protect me from you that night&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped around your finger, always in my mind&lt;br /&gt;The days would blend 'cuz we stayed up all night&lt;br /&gt;That you and I were anything, everything to me&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I've been fighting to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Some days I make it through&lt;br /&gt;And then there's nights that never end&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could believe&lt;br /&gt;That there's a day you'll come back to me&lt;br /&gt;But still I have to say&lt;br /&gt;I would do it all again&lt;br /&gt;Just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;All the doors are closing&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to move ahead&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside&lt;br /&gt;I wish that it was me instead&lt;br /&gt;My dreams are empty&lt;br /&gt;From the day, the day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;And I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I've been fighting to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Some days I make it through&lt;br /&gt;And then there's nights that never end&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could believe&lt;br /&gt;That there's a day you'll come back to me&lt;br /&gt;But still I have to say (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I would do it all again&lt;br /&gt;Just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That since I lost you&lt;br /&gt;I lost myself&lt;br /&gt;No I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;There's no one else&lt;br /&gt;So I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I've been fighting to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Some days I make it through&lt;br /&gt;And then there's nights that never end&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could believe&lt;br /&gt;That there's a day you'll come back to me&lt;br /&gt;But still I have to say&lt;br /&gt;I would do it all again&lt;br /&gt;Just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I've been fighting to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Some days I make it through&lt;br /&gt;(And then there's) And then there's nights that never end&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could believe&lt;br /&gt;That there's a day you'll come back to me&lt;br /&gt;But still I have to say&lt;br /&gt;I would do it all again&lt;br /&gt;Just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying i love you, isn't the words i want to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/funeeehhh%20face!.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/funeeehhh%20face%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114377697946276264?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114377697946276264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114377697946276264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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link is here, buttt like its kinda revealing. so don't look if you wanna see my F-A-T's! hahaha(: yeapps. well. today was liek my cousins birthday, and like she was sick, its so sad, she threw up on her birthday ): aw. well anyways. i got a new bohemian t-shirt! its so funkeh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYS! hahaha. kkays the link is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2108028863"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2108028863&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeapps(: lovee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114338617758929273?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114338617758929273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOEL! hahahha. hoped you like my prezzie! hahahha(: anyways. since your 14 now, you are officially a urhh. higher aged teen(: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellll. todayyss. MADDDY!! and i were playing netball, she came at least for once in her life, she cannot pass(: hahahhaha(: yeapps. i love her oh so much!!! yups. Oh Mon and Audrey were there too, so yeaps.. they were so cute~ AUDS!!! right boob left boob!!! hahahaha i like the pole better than you!!! hahaha. shhh don't tell mon!(: hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really pissed at you. don't you understand that other people have feelings too. its so stupid the way i can treat you nicely, and you treat me like dirt. i've had enough, im finally going to NOT talk to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you mon, audrey, feline, sean, michelle, tasia for today. (: thanks for comforting me(:&lt;br /&gt;lovelove(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114321143948788789?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114321143948788789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114321143948788789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114321143948788789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114321143948788789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-joelll3.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOELLL&lt;3'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114302965241270221</id><published>2006-03-22T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T04:14:12.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>changed over.</title><content type='html'>i decided. i don't anymore. ill giveup. i learn from the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. i changed my skin again. this time its moss green. its an irky color. but thats how i feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was reallllly stupid. in p.e. aubrey and brian were trying to hit my with the soccer balls. asswipe. brian you really don't score points okay!!!(: stupid guy. yeah well after pe there was like nothing else happening the whole day. afterschool, it was mainly just talking. i hung around with. nico, auds, mon, aubrey, david, michelle...etc. yeaaps. well we just were talking and all. doing stufffs. and yeahh. well today was quite boring actually. it was kinda stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;running  away never helped anyone. so don't run when you see me. its just lame, and stupid. and i don't mean it literally. but seriously you're running away from everything. bitch/asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114302965241270221?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114302965241270221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114302965241270221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114302965241270221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114302965241270221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/changed-over.html' title='changed over.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114250541747527161</id><published>2006-03-16T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T02:36:57.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. MICHELLE IS BACKKK! hello dearr! hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdayy. i wanted to go get joel and hannah's present!! yeaps. well actually i went to hmv first, then i met tris, where we walked all over orchard, i made h&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;im shop, while i finally decided on getting hannah something, yeaps. then he had soccer training, and i went with him, then we met up with mon and brian at school. where mon and i gossiped real long. about people. *wink wink&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. well after the guys were done, we were just sitting around and talking, where me, aubrey and tris decided to invade mon and brians privacy! sorry dears. hahaha*giggle*&lt;br /&gt;aubrey had this thing when, whenever brian was talking to mon, we all had to turn around and talk about stupid stuff, like tree's and stuff. lame.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. aubrey's mom gave me and mon a lift out, and who knows whut brian and tris did at aubrey's house. hahaha. well&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MON! you give totally good advice, and I LOVE TALKING TO YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;lovee!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. thanks for the lift aubrey.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. ive gotta go find out if aubrey, nico and des can go out tomorrow. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114250541747527161?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114250541747527161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114250541747527161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114250541747527161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114250541747527161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/hello_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114249445430171361</id><published>2006-03-15T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:34:14.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. im feeling. full of memories. i just went into my old old old blog posts. from like last year, ill post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, May 14, 2005&lt;br /&gt;Yowza peoples! Ha-ha, I'm sooooo excited yeah!!!!! Lol. Next Saturday Iâ€™m going to go out with Brina, Doots and Jojo! Lols, we getting Bri a prezzie! Yays I just love birthdays. Wow, still donâ€™t know where we are all going to meet. Hmpf, Aubrey said either I meet him at his house then go find Bri and Joseph. Yeah. But I think either all meet at Aubreyâ€™s place, or we all meet at the Macs near Shaw. Hmmm. Thatâ€™s the one near lido right? Oh yeps. Thatâ€™s the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my dear friends. Ha-ha Iâ€™m still sick, the fever went down, and so did the swelling on my shoulderâ€¦ lols. But I still have migraines and definitely muscle aches all over, especially on my thighs and I have got bruises from set a. ha-ha. Shitty. Yeah. Oh I forgot to put the poem that I wanted to dedicate to people like Bri. Okay I shall put it here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is someone who always cares,&lt;br /&gt;With whom&lt;br /&gt;Everything you want to share,&lt;br /&gt;A friend is someone who makes you smile,&lt;br /&gt;Even when you are away a mile,&lt;br /&gt;A friend is one who is in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Someone from whom&lt;br /&gt;You never want to part,&lt;br /&gt;A friend is someone just like you&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring, so sweet&lt;br /&gt;And true&lt;br /&gt;A true friend is a special gift&lt;br /&gt;That you always treasure.&lt;br /&gt;Like an angel&lt;br /&gt;You have brighten my days&lt;br /&gt;With all your magical ways.&lt;br /&gt;Your warm, caring love&lt;br /&gt;Adds a&lt;br /&gt;Day to my life&lt;br /&gt;And silver lining&lt;br /&gt;To my cloudy days&lt;br /&gt;Your cheerful smile&lt;br /&gt;Lights up my world&lt;br /&gt;With joyâ€¦ always&lt;br /&gt;No shining words or glowing phrases&lt;br /&gt;Can ever express what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;To me you are more precious&lt;br /&gt;Than any riches in this world&lt;br /&gt;With you around&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is never away&lt;br /&gt;The warmth of your friendship&lt;br /&gt;Brightens up my days&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel so special&lt;br /&gt;In all your loving ways&lt;br /&gt;So rare, so true&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky to have&lt;br /&gt;A friend like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha-ha, yeah, that was dedicated to Brina, Anna and Qi. Yeah, I really appreciate all the help you guys have given me. You guys rock the face of this earth! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kays my dahlings, I have blogged too much! And also bcuz I wanna rest! Okies. I will see all of you laters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MwackZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drowningin a poolofsorrows&lt;br /&gt;10:37 PM&lt;br /&gt;+ - +&lt;br /&gt;Hey peoples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, thanks bri, for giving me a nice hug, when i was sick.. Hahas! love ya dear. as a friend. Lols. So.... hmmm. i feel really sick. lemme go find a poem just for you! kays, don't leave yet!, wait where u going? hmm i dunno. i am just spewing crap. gotta study for test. okay? yeps. okay... yeps. heres thnks to all those who talked to me and gave me hugs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annabelle &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natassia- i noe we havent talked much, and like after those incidents.. yeah but thanks for giving me those &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, i have seriously blogged enough for math class, its boring but anna is by my side and i could always sms Qi, thanks for being here al the while for me. Friends 4-Eva! Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay, last thing, i love my plastic friend -flips hair- haha retro shopping! yeah polka dots, retro stripes, and my favorite CANDY STRIPES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drowningin a poolofsorrows&lt;br /&gt;6:58 PM&lt;br /&gt;+ - +&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, May 04, 2005&lt;br /&gt;Itâ€™s hard for you to explain to me&lt;br /&gt;Just how youâ€™re feeling now&lt;br /&gt;And though you want to get it out&lt;br /&gt;You simply donâ€™t know how.&lt;br /&gt;Youâ€™ve gone down that dreadful road&lt;br /&gt;Hoping in release youâ€™d forget&lt;br /&gt;But hun, be careful, please trust me&lt;br /&gt;In time, you will regret.&lt;br /&gt;Things are seeming at their worst&lt;br /&gt;Like thereâ€™s no one there for you&lt;br /&gt;But I will do whatever I can&lt;br /&gt;If Itâ€™d help to pull you through.&lt;br /&gt;Please donâ€™t think Iâ€™ll turn my back&lt;br /&gt;Donâ€™t think that Iâ€™m not hear&lt;br /&gt;I will not frown or judge you, hun&lt;br /&gt;Iâ€™ll suppress each pain and fear.&lt;br /&gt;Iâ€™ll always try to understand you&lt;br /&gt;When youâ€™re contemplating why&lt;br /&gt;But even if I canâ€™t find a reason&lt;br /&gt;Iâ€™ll always have time to try.&lt;br /&gt;So hun whenever you think youâ€™re alone&lt;br /&gt;And darkness is all you can see,&lt;br /&gt;When you think that youâ€™re on your own,&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, youâ€™ll always have me.&lt;br /&gt;By Ironic Allure&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate this poem to Anna&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna, you are the bestest friend i could ever had, you are always there for me and i hope i can give back what you have given me. I really hope we can be best friends, and forever too! I love ya soo much, i can't explain it, do you know what i mean? Yeah. I love talking to you, gossiping, shopping, eating :9 yeah. you are the best. And i know, you will always be there for me, so remeber i will always be here for u. (: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drowningin a poolofsorrows&lt;br /&gt;5:18 AM&lt;br /&gt;+ - +&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, May 01, 2005&lt;br /&gt;scrap everything there blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drowningin a poolofsorrows&lt;br /&gt;9:23 PM&lt;br /&gt;+ - +&lt;br /&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, doots, i am really sorry, for misjudging and just yelling at you like that, i hope we can still be friends. (foreva?) lols. i am really sorry, truly i am, and i seriously hope that we won't lie to each other, kays? well i have something else to settle (bri). Thanks for understanding. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drowningin a poolofsorrows&lt;br /&gt;7:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;+ - +&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, April 30, 2005&lt;br /&gt;Hey peoples!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today i went to flag day with, Anna &lt;3 dearie, Rae, Sean, Evan, Jerre, .... ya noe. those guys, well everything was okay until i saw "them" together and then when i called, i knew i would hate what was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... i think it is rong for me to judge... but never mind things like this do happen. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drowningin a poolofsorrows&lt;br /&gt;6:15 AM&lt;br /&gt;+ - +&lt;br /&gt;Friday, April 29, 2005&lt;br /&gt;Hey heyza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so awesome, ahhhh finally i changed my blog, had a feeling it was time to change it. Lolz. Fun Fun Fun. I like my new skin too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Anna and I ran out to hollland viillage to pick up Qi Hui's birthday balloons! We had to pick them up during break! Like, because i was sick yesterday and i couldn't pick them up, and i had the slip that you needed, So... I had to call them, and make them prepare it today, and we ran alll the way to holland village! like wows. haha's And i was afraid i might throw up cuz i ate like wedges and nuggets during Edna's class! (Mrs. Choi)Yeah. But i was okay, but i did have a really bad stich when we were running back, Haha's i kept bumping into people! like innocent pedastrians walking along, and then they saw me and Anna run down flying past them with these huge ballooons that smacked their headS! Lols. like majorly funkeh! Lols. haha's. It was a blast! And my dahling anna! Since ure gonna get me balloons for ma birthday! i need to get them for ure next birthday, plus occasionally too! I need to getyou one dat say "Girl U rawk this world" or sumthing inspriring! Lols. kkays. haha's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasia; My dear Friend, and "twin", We have so much in common and i love talking to you, it was fun when we were realy great friends, in the beginning after orentation week those three days it was just maddy u and me. Those were the best. We did what we did and had fun. I know its wrong for me to treat you like how i have, even though you didn't do anything to me. I was just over exagerating and trying to help Anna out a bit. Sorry for eing really Stand-Offish towards you. I love ya too. And that drawing u did today on Man U, it wasn't dat bad, was kinda cute! (: yays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to password protect my blog! yeah. i guess i did already. yes i did!. Yeah. i tot i didn't have time to upload my new blog, but i did. so its okay. Yeah. tag pwease!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drowningin a poolofsorrows&lt;br /&gt;7:20 AM&lt;br /&gt;+ - +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally forgot, that i used to call aubrey doots. hrm. i think its a very cool nick name. yeah! hahaha i have brina still as bribri on my phone. and yeah ive stopped callling joseph pixieface. yeah. well hrm. i can't believe how ah lian i usedd to write, neverever again shall i write like that. omg. yeah i love anna!(: hahaha. yeah. well i know people will say this post is like a stupid way of blogging or something, but its like memories.. yeah.?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114249445430171361?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114249445430171361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114249445430171361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114249445430171361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114249445430171361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114235008509911582</id><published>2006-03-14T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T07:28:05.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey i have retyped that post 8 times now. and its still not showing up. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays.&lt;br /&gt;long day. cut short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to meet anna, aubrey, dez, joseph, nicholas and nico.&lt;br /&gt;met anna first. at far east.&lt;br /&gt;got chicken, got reallly cool white specs. look like bug now.&lt;br /&gt;met the gang at kfc, they made us get drinks for them.&lt;br /&gt;got movie tickets for big momma's house 2.&lt;br /&gt;anna went to withdraw money, while  me and nico watched the rest of them race. GO DEZ!&lt;br /&gt;watched big momma's house. it was funneh.&lt;br /&gt;aubrey's eyes. are whacko weird. they become realllly big at nude parts. especially the spa part. but he sure shut them tight at the beach part *wink wink&lt;br /&gt;anna and i ate chicken, aubrey stole.&lt;br /&gt;went to arcade. aubrey and nico played the house game. freaky, i hid behind aubrey.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch nannymcphee, wasn't that good. half fell asleep on aubrey. he fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;dez adn joseph weren't moving. nico was smiling. nicholas was changing positions, anna was watching.&lt;br /&gt;pink lady in show wasn't nice. aubrey said her house was my dream house. it isn't. he looks like simon.&lt;br /&gt;get pink guitar aubrey.&lt;br /&gt;went to lido. got milkshakes.&lt;br /&gt;nico needed to get shorts/pants. no size.&lt;br /&gt;anna and i laughed hysterically, cause we were flicking through them, all TOOOO SMALL!&lt;br /&gt;yeps. then i left. screaming grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;DESMOND, you are soooo cute! hahah so sweet and all, hahaha remember our friend day kays, its the day i shall get you shoes with anna!&lt;br /&gt;ANNABELLLLLLE-A, i love going out with you, you rock, anddd we get soo high eh?! lovelovelovelovelovex10000000 times!&lt;br /&gt;AUBREY, hehee. yeps aubrey.. i love your shoulder! hahahah(: you lied about the bliings! you said 180 bucks. it was 38!~hahah you are becoming a chicken, chicken fingers, neck and the list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;NICHOLAS AND JOSEPH, my gosh, you guys were damn quiet. lalala. but i love you guys anyways.&lt;br /&gt;NICO, your hand is wayyy to heavy, and you really don't need the aisle to stick your legs out, especially if that can trip people. and yeah. no size. hahah but its alrighttt! hahah still love you anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh i loveyou guys oh so much! thanks for a great whacked crazy chickeny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114235008509911582?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114235008509911582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114235008509911582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114235008509911582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114235008509911582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-i-have-retyped-that-post-8-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114197266568470145</id><published>2006-03-09T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T22:37:45.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to think maybe you love me, now baby I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;And I just cant wait till the day, when you knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;Now every time I go for the mail box, gotta hold myself down&lt;br /&gt;'cos I just cant wait till you write me, you're coming around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)&lt;br /&gt;And don't it feel good&lt;br /&gt;And don't it feel good&lt;br /&gt;All right now yeah! (HEY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think maybe you love me, I know that it's true&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna spend all of my life just waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you back for the weekend, not back for a day&lt;br /&gt;Baby I just want you back and I want you to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)&lt;br /&gt;And don't it feel good&lt;br /&gt;And don't it feel good&lt;br /&gt;All right now yeah! (HEY!)&lt;br /&gt;Walking on sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Walking on sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the love, I feel the love, I feel the love that's real&lt;br /&gt;I feel the love, I feel the love, I feel the love that's real&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)&lt;br /&gt;And don't it feel good&lt;br /&gt;And don't it feel good&lt;br /&gt;All right now yeah! (HEY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i absolutly love that song. its really nice. but this is the aly and aj version, which i personally think is better than the katrina and the waves version. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to think maybe you love me, now baby I'm sure &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that verse. is just so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is tooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to think maybe you love me, I know that it's true And I don't wanna spend all of my life just waiting for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just think. that the song. is right and wrong in many places. well tts it. i didn't go to school today. cause some bitch lied about captains ball last year. and some fat asshole believed her. and was acting all pro. trust me fatty, you'll never become like them. and the fatty is a totally wannabe. wanna be, of like nicholas, nico, joseph, brina, aubrey... list goes on. gr. i hate him. and i hate that bitch. i don't get why ahem likes her. shes horrible. i don't seee what he see's in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway. not wasting my time any longer. ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. guys who smell nice are better right aubrey?!!!!!!;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114197266568470145?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114197266568470145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114197266568470145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114197266568470145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114197266568470145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-used-to-think-maybe-you-love-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114191771546637196</id><published>2006-03-09T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T07:21:55.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes.</title><content type='html'>i wish that i could just hold you. next to me, that we just stand there, and hold each other. feel the heat of our bodies next to each other. that would be a bliss moment. i wish that i could just say that i loved you. and that you would return it. i wish we could be just that. forever and in peace. i really love you. just that. we would never be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114191771546637196?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114191771546637196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114191771546637196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114191771546637196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114191771546637196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/wishes.html' title='wishes.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114183244807967527</id><published>2006-03-08T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T07:40:50.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellloo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im talking to nico and aubrey right noww. hahahah they are so. 'bored' yups! haha. im watching simple life 3, OMGG ITS SO FUNNEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhhaha. like nicole made this guy have pigtails, and braids, it was soo cute.&lt;br /&gt;man paris hilton is hawt! whooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;today. was like okays.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda got into a fight with nanipoos, but we are okay now. so its alrights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups. i am being soo naughty, hahah i skipped dance! lalala. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god, its so funeh, i have to watch. okays tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3  you peoples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. jovelly is my himstress! &lt;3 you dear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114183244807967527?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114183244807967527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114183244807967527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114183244807967527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114183244807967527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/hellloo.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114153341067235762</id><published>2006-03-04T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:36:50.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AUDREYY (:</title><content type='html'>Hellllooo. this is kinda funkey, i must admit i am high.. lallaa. dididdadadada. hahhahahah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AUDREYY I LOVE YOUUU!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you people don't know already, audrey is mine mine mine!! hahaha. brrr. im cold. hehehe. well yes thisis a very random post, as right not i am randomly pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i don't know who the pig thingy is, pig or cow or whatever your caalling it. its bugging everyone. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to watch oc and one tree hill! lalallaa. (: purleaseeeeee, if anyone has the whole season1 of onetree hill, help me burnnnn! (: hahaha and if anyone can download oc episode 16 yet, tell me tooo. im desperate, which reminds me, i really want desperate houswives tooo! so yups, if anybody has them pleaseeeee help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and simple life tooo. lalalalala. tasia dear, are you going to lend me fullhouse?! hahaha.  wanna see if it is as good as you say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tts bout ittttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalla. (: tata dahlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love that line tata dahlings. yups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i shall be named delilah. its a b-e-a-utiful name. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather is very good tday *whack*&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will stay this mild *kick*&lt;br /&gt;*tweak tweak*&lt;br /&gt;yess baby oh yess *snap*&lt;br /&gt;... and the chandelier falls. hhahahhaha.a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink panther is my latest favorite movie.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahha. beyonce is hawt. shes got a perfect bod. like gwen. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;tata! &lt;3 you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114153341067235762?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114153341067235762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114153341067235762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114153341067235762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114153341067235762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/audreyy.html' title='AUDREYY (:'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114140126078709897</id><published>2006-03-03T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T07:54:20.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird day.</title><content type='html'>hello peoples. today was very wrecked. i dunno. many things happened. i feel really weird now.&lt;br /&gt;yeah well heather asked me to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;ABOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;What is your name?: gillian&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Are you named after anyone?: nawr&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;What's your screename?: alone in the night you whisper, thinking no-one can hear you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;If you were born a member of the opposite sex what would your name&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;be?: hrm. i think ryan or alex&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;If you could switch names with a friend who would it be?: maybe tasia, or hannah, heather! yups. i love your name heather!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Would you drop your last name if you became famous?: yes. i don't like mine! i want a pretty last name&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Basics&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Your gender:: girl&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Straight/Gay/Bi:: straight&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Single?: hahah. apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;If not, do you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Birthdate: aug 14th. 1992&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Your age: 13&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Age you act; i am 13 going on 3.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Age you wish you were: 17&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Eye color: brown&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Happy with&lt;br /&gt;&gt;it?: perhaps. maybe a lighter shade. im very picky. &gt;.&lt; &gt; &gt;Hair color: brown&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Happy with it?:yeah. i think, i like chocolate brown though, mine in copper brown.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Lefty/righty/ambidextrous:: rightyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Your living arrangement::3rd floor apt.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;YOUR LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Your family: lovethem, its their jobs to nag anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Have any pets?: yes. my dahling dog ollie.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Whats your job?: student.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Piercings?: 2. ears. hoping to get a cartalige one soon.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Obsessions?: yeaps. like the color pink. or platinum blonde hair.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;DO YOU..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do you live in the moment?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do you consider yourself tolerant of others?: maybe. i don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do you have any secrets?: yes. many many many&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do you hate yourself?: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do you like your handwriting?: no its ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do you have any bad habits?: totally. like chewing my nails. urck.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Smoke?: nawr&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do drugs?: hahah yes! lala. kiddin, only joshua's 'drugs' which are actually cinnamon candy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Take walks in the rain?: totally. i love that. the feeling of ultimate peace&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;STUFF..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;If a movie was made about your life, what would it be called?: probably something like turn back time and restart. or keep it real?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;What's your biggest fear?: people i love dying.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;can you sing?: i don't think so, my voice is airy and high.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Is there anything you fear or hate about yourself?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Are you passive or agressive?: both.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;What is your greatest strength and weakness?: im not sure, ask my friends, they will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?: probably like some parts of my personality and looks&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do you think you are emotionally strong?: no. i cry easily.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Would or Have You Ever?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Done drugs?: yep. said so already. fake drugs! joshuas cinnamon druggies&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Gone skinny dipping?: im zippin my mouth. hhaha. nawr.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Had a medical emergency?: i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Had surgery?: nooo&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Slept outdoors?: yeahh. that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Gone one day without food?: i tried, made me eaat more.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Done anything sexual with the same sex?:yeahh. hahah kissy dear! *muacks* haha. would slapping asses count?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Been betrayed?: yehahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Broken the law?: yup hehe&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Met a famous person?: mhmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Told a secret you swore you wouldn't tell?: yeah. im bad at keeping shallow secrets, like the type that are i like blah blah blah. but i can keep serious ones. l&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do you have any gay/lesbian friends?: totallly.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Who is your best friend?: heather! lala. tasia. maddy. lotsa to sayy lahh. ohh michelle! anna! yeahh list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Who's the one person that knows most about you? hrm. right now. probably a few of my friends and my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Newest Friend?: urh that barker guy. nathan, oh, and francis (:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Shyest?: urh, i think, sandra.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Funniest?: maddy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Closest?: tasia maddy and anna, they know the most bout me.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Smartest?: anna. caren. sandra. sam&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Friends you miss being close to the most?: tasia. definatly tasia. cause when i don't talk to her i feel sad. and heather too, cause i miss her oh so much, sometimes lise.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Last person you talked to online?: anna, aubrey, tasia, joseph, nicholas and maddy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Who do you talk to most online?: tasia and anna.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Who are you on the phone with most?: tasia.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Who do you trust most?: probably annabelle tasia and maddy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Who listens to your problems?: alll, but some people tell them to others.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Who do you fight most with?: michelle&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;nicest Friend?: all of them, its not possible to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Who's the most outgoing? maddy. lalala. crazy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Who's the best singer?: hrmm. i can't remember. probably urh. waiit do any of us sing?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Who's the loudest friend?: myself, hahah if not michelle!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Do you trust others easily?: yeah, and i forgive them too easily too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114140126078709897?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114140126078709897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114140126078709897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114140126078709897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114140126078709897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/03/weird-day.html' title='weird day.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114104960488704677</id><published>2006-02-27T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T07:52:49.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i changed my blogskin again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it maybe a bit self absorbed, this skin. but yeah. i dedicate it to myself. cause time after time, i forgive people so easily, whenever they are mean, i may be mean back, but sooner or later, we are friends again. so yeah, i so think about myself alot, and i lovemyself. and being vain. yes i am. most probably, like sometimes, you can probably see lotsa people going, is my hair right? but i don't really do that. its personal, the vanity i imply on myself, its like.. you look at yourself in the mirror, before you go to school, and you wonder, do i look alright. if i don't will the impression i influence on people be changed? well. yeah its like this parallel world, where you can only wonder, and think about how you look. i expect many of you do that. just look at yourself, and smile. yes. so i do lovemyself, and i would probably call myself vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is to people like him. he who is mean to all, but 'her' and when kindness is dished out to you, you refuse it, yet when you need it, you expect it to be handed to you on a silver tray. its not like that. so next time, i won't ever be kind to you again. i try again and again. and it never works, so now im just going to give up. im not going to cry those tears, for someone like you. an asshole, you should really learn to appreciate things others do for you. besides from 'her' and those of your same gender. what you only like those who are 'oh-so-almighty-and-popular?!' well let me give you a hint. your not that popular yourself. especially among those who know whats right and wrong. and to them, you are definatly wrong. so why do i even bother talking to you at all, or even glancing at you sometimes, seeing if your fine, its like the care i give to you, like i give my friends, is unappreciated, thats just it right. you will never appreciate it, so why do i bother. so now, i will stop, forever, until you have the dignity and sincerity to apologise to me for what you have done. and now i bet you'll probably go ' what the hell did i do' well let me tell you, don't you feel hurt, when someone rejects you through kindness? have you ever known someone who will always be there for you, yet you just reject it. you know. this may sound corny, and its not like we are more than friends, even if you can call it friends. but im there for you no matter what, and if you keep on using me, only when i really stop forgiving, then i will be gone. so maybe you think, oh those i hang out with have my back, yet maybe they sincerly don't, you just don't know, cause you are fooled by the shield of popularity they hold. remember this, popularity doesn't make you a good person. if you are reading this, which you probably aren't, but im typing this anyway, because there isn't a reason, i will get to talk to you in person, so im just saying it now. so if you do read this, please take it to heart, that i really am here for you, but if you take advantage, i will be gone, and by then, you maybe have noone. so please, mygod, listen to me for once, and actually think about what i have typed up, because it may not make sense, but its true emotions, and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebyebirdy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114104960488704677?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114104960488704677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114104960488704677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114104960488704677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114104960488704677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-changed-my-blogskin-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114087970714009341</id><published>2006-02-25T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T07:01:47.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today was brilliannt.</title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahhaa. todayys i had tuition blooddy early in the morning. eeek. so earlly. yups. thenn after that i ate mcdonalds. then changed and went to taka, oooh i bought "the it girl" its pretty good so farr. i love the character setup! people who like gossip girl must must must read it! yups. Maddy claims to have read it, she don't even know jenny's last name, or the name of the school. soo sillly. hahha. yeahh well after i got the book, i walked over to cine, i was supposed to wait for michelle, but she took so long, and maddy was waiting. yups. so i walkedd. then me and maddy went to get ticketss. hahah. then michelle popped up outta no where. and hit me on my arm. MEANIE! BOO YOUU. HAHHA. yups, well then we went to take neoprints. Michelle was the button presser. so stupid lahh. she use her feet. then in the neoprint booth. maddy fell on top of michelle and me. wha lao. my leg very pain horr. hahah [= hahha. but your not heavy dear. its just me. its not you, its me. muahhaa. yupps. well then likee i still never got it back from maddy. hahaha. we went to eattt. that thinggy. MMM NACHOS! they were gooo-ooo-oooood! hahhaha. and maddy and michelle had a root berr float, while i had a passion fruit soda. yums. yeahh. then we went to the moviee. you righhht. we were like inside the final destination theatre, and like no cared. hahha we can sneak in so easily.hahha. yeahh but every one go watch pink panther. ITS FREAKING FUNNEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to buy a hamburger&lt;br /&gt;becomes&lt;br /&gt;ee wooodl leeikee toa beyy ahh dragndurgre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so silly right?! yeahh. well then we were like walking to the scape thingy, when michelle got a stomache ache, so we went to taka, yups. hahah we just walked a bit, then when we went to giordano, so i could get my pants, maddy had to leave, and when i was in the dressing room, michelle had to leavve. soo like i just bought the pants, and went to paragon, cause my mommy was waiting there. yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha. right now talking to tasia, maybe gonna cut my hair tomorrow. yupps. yays! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i want it fringed and layered. lalala..&lt;br /&gt;kkays. tts all. gonna play maple soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s madddyy i need the neoprintss! hahhah we forgot to cut themm. lalla. &lt;333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114087970714009341?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114087970714009341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114087970714009341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114087970714009341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114087970714009341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-brilliannt.html' title='today was brilliannt.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114067187710659875</id><published>2006-02-22T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:17:57.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i love madelene. yes i do!&lt;br /&gt;i do i do i doooo-OOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;this is gillian, gillian ong typing.&lt;br /&gt;and im here to say hat i love madelene eng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;she great, shes awesome. she allllll THHAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i love her to bits and pieces(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i repeat, this is gillian typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114067187710659875?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114067187710659875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114067187710659875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114067187710659875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114067187710659875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-madelene.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114052214492344151</id><published>2006-02-21T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T03:42:24.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU DEARS!</title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU ANNABELLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. thanks alot todayy. you were reallllly there for me. thankss. &lt;3 haha. raincheck on that prezzie yeahhh?! yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU DEBBIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. when i look at you, i want to smile! thanks debbbie! i love you tooo! hahaha. apple mints! anna gave me hers! muahha. LOCKET LOCKET! hahaha. [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; AND SORRY TO TASIA AND MADDY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. cause i was really feeling down todayy. and im sick of many things todayy. yeahh. it wasn't a really good dayy. soo SORRYYY. if i made it soundd likee.. i dunnnooo. you put in the word _____ yups. SORRY DEARRSS. FORGIVE ME PWEASEE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups. morehappylove. i hope.... yeah. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114052214492344151?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114052214492344151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114052214492344151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114052214492344151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114052214492344151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/02/thank-you-dears.html' title='THANK YOU DEARS!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114027129995043432</id><published>2006-02-18T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T06:01:39.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalal</title><content type='html'>lalala. i am listening to the hell song now! hahah.. i love that song. but onllly that one! hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday nights was so stupid. i called brian, and we were talking about sexual education. its like so stupid! haha. if he was to run for coucil and shit. hahah. yups. my eye was like wayyy sore yesterday night. bleargh. until this morning, so actually i didn't want to go to the acjc thingy. until michelle made me. hahah. so yups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got there it was like 3? hahaha. very very late. yups. then like i met up with michelle then like went to find brian, mon, and joel, then michelle ran off to find her ramen. so then brian, mon, joel and i hung around for a bit, eating and stuff. yeaps. was gonna go haunteed house, but then joel had to leave, so we couldn't go, so we gave our tickets to audrey and her friends. yups. yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at the line thingy, joel was like sadd. cause his mom was gonna ground him. DON'T CRY DEARR!! yeahh. so next sat he can't come out to watch "the fog" yups. but i really want to watch that. and scream with my friends. yupps. so yeah back to acjc. we were like leaving and joel was so sad. mann. mon was like gonna cry, cause joel was gonna cry. sad times. ]= well yeah. in the end i called a cab, and brian's mom was picking joel and him up, and mon's mom was coming at like 5? yups. so then i left first, and i dunno what else happened after that. yups. so then like i was going to my cousins house to go to the mall near his house. so i could get my giordano stuff. which i did. yays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah omg i ate like 2 tsukane burgers! so yummy, but like so fattening lahh. bleargh. want to throw up now. plus like milk tea. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well mommy is coming back tomorrow, yays! but like i haven't done my french hmwk, and i skipped tuition twice. got make up lessons though. yups. hahah. welll yeah tts bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loverly me, says bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. did i mention on monday i have to get to school by 7! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7 okays&lt;/span&gt;! 7 so early right? its like so we can practise dance till 840. soo crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. but worth it. i love dance.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups. soo yeahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I love you MON!!! hahah. AND BRIAN AND JOEL TOOO!! MUACKKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114027129995043432?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114027129995043432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114027129995043432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114027129995043432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114027129995043432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/02/lalal.html' title='lalal'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114024518294360421</id><published>2006-02-17T22:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T22:46:22.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name 8 Friends&lt;br /&gt;1.Tasia&lt;br /&gt;2.Maddy&lt;br /&gt;3.Tessa&lt;br /&gt;4.Michelle&lt;br /&gt;5.Brian&lt;br /&gt;6.Anna&lt;br /&gt;7.Heather&lt;br /&gt;8.Caren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #4?&lt;br /&gt;IN ACS!! hahahah. loverly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #6attractive?&lt;br /&gt;DUH! shes hot like shit! im not lesbo or nething, but yeah anna is hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you go to school with #5?&lt;br /&gt;yups. hes been in my class since last year. hahha. this year too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed #1?&lt;br /&gt;hahha. yup! on the cheek onlyy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you and #7 good friends?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. best friends. since like iwas 7? yups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 have a xanga?&lt;br /&gt;Nope,she only uses blogger. and sometimes diary-x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #4 and #2 be a cute couple?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. MADDY AND MICH?? haha. maybbe? nawr. i doubt so. just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever hugged #8?&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES! i have hugged care bear loads! cause she's so fluffy anf squishy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw #5?&lt;br /&gt;thursday i think. yups. he was sick. so only thursday he was back. hahhaa. remember your OOOOh oopsies i made a poopsies?! hahah. he was H-I-G-H  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if #7 was secretly your mother?&lt;br /&gt;weaky. seriously. hahha. heather is always veryy. like. sisterly. don't do this. and don't do that. but its seriously for my own good right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #6's favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. hahha i don't really know. black? lotsa stuff she has is black. hrmm. she liked green too last time. i thinnk. yups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song reminds you of #2?&lt;br /&gt;RUN TO THE HILLS! hahahaha! she loves that song!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated #5?&lt;br /&gt;hahha. NOPE! never dated brian, don't think i will either. like sometimes, you look at a person, and you think, ooh someday i might like them. but with brian i look at him. and i laugh. cause hes so funny and gay. that its impossible to think of him that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone to #3's house?&lt;br /&gt;YES&gt; hahahha i love all her dogs! shes got like 12?! ahahhaha. I like swimming there tooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best memory you've had with #4&lt;br /&gt;Hrm. hahah lotsa things. shes damn retarded, so shes always super funny. many many best memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #6 and #8 ever go out?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAYY&gt; hahha. unless both become lesbien. which i think not! besides they don't really knuow each other that well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of this list, who is your favorite?&lt;br /&gt;haha. funny.. no way. not chosing. its soo unfair. blearghhhh. they are all my good friends. can't can't and won't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are #5 and #7 friends?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. they don't know each other. cause heather is a gazillion miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on #2?&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHH. totally. i love maddy so much. and ive had a crush on her since forever! shhh. don't tell!!!*wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last talk to #1?&lt;br /&gt;2 minutes ago!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is #4's favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;probably like i likebig butts. or never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #8 hott?&lt;br /&gt;Hahha. she looks kinda like tasia. i dunno she'd be hot if she got contact! yeahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many classes do you have with #3?&lt;br /&gt;shes not in my school. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten in a fight with #5?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. like through alot of last year. just cause i said he was mean on my blog. who cares. sorry dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #6 dating?&lt;br /&gt;NO IDEA! she probably is dating someone, and not telling me!! [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed #7?&lt;br /&gt;hahha. on the cheek yeah! i loveher! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 go to your school?&lt;br /&gt;YUPS&gt; since 2005. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 online?&lt;br /&gt;urhh. im not online. haahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Would you die for #2?&lt;br /&gt;yes. of course. i love her too much to see her go. at least let other people meet her. since i have, i have less life to live, cause ive met one of the best people in the world. iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known #8?&lt;br /&gt;like 2 months? yet she already is a great great great friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #7 have a cat&lt;br /&gt;cat? hrm. nope. doggie person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sports does #6 play?&lt;br /&gt;woah. anna plays everything! haha. right now shes into rugby! GO ANNA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #1 in one word:&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #3 in 3 words&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY, HIGH, andddd TALLISH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is #4's last name?&lt;br /&gt;LAU! MICHELLE LAU YU LIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is #8?&lt;br /&gt;she is 13 goinggg on 14!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114024518294360421?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114024518294360421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114024518294360421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114024518294360421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114024518294360421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/02/name-8-friends-1_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114024518148999436</id><published>2006-02-17T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T22:46:21.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name 8 Friends&lt;br /&gt;1.Tasia&lt;br /&gt;2.Maddy&lt;br /&gt;3.Tessa&lt;br /&gt;4.Michelle&lt;br /&gt;5.Brian&lt;br /&gt;6.Anna&lt;br /&gt;7.Heather&lt;br /&gt;8.Caren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet #4?&lt;br /&gt;IN ACS!! hahahah. loverly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #6attractive?&lt;br /&gt;DUH! shes hot like shit! im not lesbo or nething, but yeah anna is hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you go to school with #5?&lt;br /&gt;yups. hes been in my class since last year. hahha. this year too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed #1?&lt;br /&gt;hahha. yup! on the cheek onlyy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you and #7 good friends?&lt;br /&gt;yeahh. best friends. since like iwas 7? yups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 have a xanga?&lt;br /&gt;Nope,she only uses blogger. and sometimes diary-x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #4 and #2 be a cute couple?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. MADDY AND MICH?? haha. maybbe? nawr. i doubt so. just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever hugged #8?&lt;br /&gt;YES YES YES! i have hugged care bear loads! cause she's so fluffy anf squishy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw #5?&lt;br /&gt;thursday i think. yups. he was sick. so only thursday he was back. hahhaa. remember your OOOOh oopsies i made a poopsies?! hahah. he was H-I-G-H  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if #7 was secretly your mother?&lt;br /&gt;weaky. seriously. hahha. heather is always veryy. like. sisterly. don't do this. and don't do that. but its seriously for my own good right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's #6's favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;hmm. hahha i don't really know. black? lotsa stuff she has is black. hrmm. she liked green too last time. i thinnk. yups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song reminds you of #2?&lt;br /&gt;RUN TO THE HILLS! hahahaha! she loves that song!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated #5?&lt;br /&gt;hahha. NOPE! never dated brian, don't think i will either. like sometimes, you look at a person, and you think, ooh someday i might like them. but with brian i look at him. and i laugh. cause hes so funny and gay. that its impossible to think of him that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone to #3's house?&lt;br /&gt;YES&gt; hahahha i love all her dogs! shes got like 12?! ahahhaha. I like swimming there tooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best memory you've had with #4&lt;br /&gt;Hrm. hahah lotsa things. shes damn retarded, so shes always super funny. many many best memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would #6 and #8 ever go out?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAYY&gt; hahha. unless both become lesbien. which i think not! besides they don't really knuow each other that well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of this list, who is your favorite?&lt;br /&gt;haha. funny.. no way. not chosing. its soo unfair. blearghhhh. they are all my good friends. can't can't and won't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are #5 and #7 friends?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. they don't know each other. cause heather is a gazillion miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on #2?&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHH. totally. i love maddy so much. and ive had a crush on her since forever! shhh. don't tell!!!*wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last talk to #1?&lt;br /&gt;2 minutes ago!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is #4's favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;probably like i likebig butts. or never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #8 hott?&lt;br /&gt;Hahha. she looks kinda like tasia. i dunno she'd be hot if she got contact! yeahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many classes do you have with #3?&lt;br /&gt;shes not in my school. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten in a fight with #5?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. like through alot of last year. just cause i said he was mean on my blog. who cares. sorry dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is #6 dating?&lt;br /&gt;NO IDEA! she probably is dating someone, and not telling me!! [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed #7?&lt;br /&gt;hahha. on the cheek yeah! i loveher! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #1 go to your school?&lt;br /&gt;YUPS&gt; since 2005. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 online?&lt;br /&gt;urhh. im not online. haahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Would you die for #2?&lt;br /&gt;yes. of course. i love her too much to see her go. at least let other people meet her. since i have, i have less life to live, cause ive met one of the best people in the world. iloveyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known #8?&lt;br /&gt;like 2 months? yet she already is a great great great friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #7 have a cat&lt;br /&gt;cat? hrm. nope. doggie person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sports does #6 play?&lt;br /&gt;woah. anna plays everything! haha. right now shes into rugby! GO ANNA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #1 in one word:&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe #3 in 3 words&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY, HIGH, andddd TALLISH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is #4's last name?&lt;br /&gt;LAU! MICHELLE LAU YU LIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is #8?&lt;br /&gt;she is 13 goinggg on 14!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-114024518148999436?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114024518148999436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114024518148999436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114024518148999436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114024518148999436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/02/name-8-friends-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-114001018742177248</id><published>2006-02-15T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T05:29:47.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iloveyamonn!</title><content type='html'>heyy. i haven't blogged in ages. so today i shall blog. and i removed the password from my blog. yeahh. i think that my expressions, feelings, thoughts, should be heard. yups. well lets see, ill start off with yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterdayy, was valentines day. yays! i love valentines day. woah bloody hell, that stupid aunty arh, she go like give me and tasia bad roses. so lame arh. i hate her. and i shall sue her! :( well yeah, besides the suing parts, like the rest of the day was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all those who are my valentines, and those who gave me stuff. like tasia, jeri, ananya, naomii, caren.. all of ya. [= i love ya guys. hahah. stupid brian arh, don't come to school get well soon! :) yeah, well after school, michelle, care, ananya, naomii and i went to lido, stupid pigeons lahh. i know i SCREAMMMED real loud, but i hate those dratted birds. blearghhh. hahah. well we ate mcdonalds. thats where the pigeons were. yeahh i had to hunt around for a posb. stupid lah. yeah well after that we went to isetan to look at perlini's and guess. i wanted to get anna's present. but like i didn't know what to get. *note to self. get anna's present soon!* yeah.  well then after we went to pacific plaza. to go to mambo roxy and all that stuff. there was this reallly awesome roxy bag. but like it was made to look stainish. and i didn't like that. yups. so then we walked to heeren. hahah. then we went to roxy and nike and adidas and all that. well adidas i went with michelle. yeah. but like after we went to nike, and that weird shop thingyy. caren had to go home. and ananya and naomii went to lido again, to get the bracelet. didn't actually find out if they did. well so then michelle and i were gonna eat sushi tei! but the line was ginormouss! so we went to paragon. yeah when we got there, i found this other roxy bag that was cute, so i bought that, and i got a new roxy jacket too. hahah. yeahh. i got a $10 voucher for roxy and quicksilver. yups. yeah then like the sushi place there was wayyy full too. so we just like grabbed orange julius! i love the strawberry originals. yum. haha. well then we went to catch a cab. like all fullll. soo like i called, then michelle called. then i went home. yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. so yesterday was like really fun and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so todayyyy. nothing happened in school much. nanypoos, naomii and caren said my bag was cutee. hahah :) thanks for support! lols. yeahhh. well nothing during school. but after school was like wayyyyy funners. X) hahah. i had dance. so funneh. oh i finally got a solo. yeaps. hahah. its like really short. and at the end. hahha. but at least it is a solo. righhht? yeahh well after that, i went to sit with monyee, miles, nick, joseph, and maddy. and joseph and i were playing the hand slapping game. muahahha. i won all the time! hahah. and nick and maddy were playing and nicholas wonn! hahha. i rock right jojo?! hahahha. yeahh. well then after that me and mon was on the hpone with brian! then i talked to brian for a while, and he called me dipshit! dipshit yourself lah youuu!! hahahha jkkk! yeah. but then he told mon i was flirting with him! crazy arh! hahah. yeahh so then me and mon went to our lockers and stuff. she showed me what she got brian. shhhh its a secret  yeah. yeah then we had this really really long talkk. and it really helped me loads.&lt;br /&gt;thanks mon. your the best! its like you experience the same feelings, and thoughts as i do. and its great, knowing i have someone to relate to. i hate drifting. yeah. loveyou! &lt;3 yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats all that happened.&lt;br /&gt;im talking to aubrey now. he says that like we are pikachus! and that hes slapping me. bulll shit yeah! i am not a pikachu! and IIII get to slap him! :P hahhaa. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't get why you don't care anymore. its like we are drifting and all you can say is, go have fun with your other friends. we are not joined at the hip and stuff. if you really did care. you would at least be able to like call me, or sit with me and stuff. its like. now that you have your friends. doesn't mean we can't be still be good friends. drifting hurts. and you just don't want to accept it. i changed some things for a reason. and i hope i don't have to keep it that way. change the way you act to me, and maybe this friendship will last. or else, by the end of the year. we'll just be strangers who say hi. and if you meant all the ilove you or friendsforrever, then don't let that happened.&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/19272881-114001018742177248?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/114001018742177248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=114001018742177248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114001018742177248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/114001018742177248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/02/iloveyamonn.html' title='iloveyamonn!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113940135667215166</id><published>2006-02-08T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T04:28:56.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heheh. &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>soo. tasia asked me to do this, and i was supposed to do the 7 things too, but i don't feel like it. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no paticular order, list down 3 people you talk to online, 4 people you see in school, 2 teachers, 3 people you love going out with and 3 people in your sms inbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anna&lt;br /&gt;2. Tasia&lt;br /&gt;3. Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;4. Caren&lt;br /&gt;5. Michelle&lt;br /&gt;6. Brian-Hot&lt;br /&gt;7. Maddy&lt;br /&gt;8. Aubrey&lt;br /&gt;9. Mr Bruno&lt;br /&gt;10. Faggart Lee&lt;br /&gt;11. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;12. Heather&lt;br /&gt;13. Andy&lt;br /&gt;14. Caroline&lt;br /&gt;15. Kathi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of number 4?&lt;br /&gt;She's reallly sweet, and not at all innocent! hahhaa. shes says f*ck! hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice is number 6?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&gt; BRIAN? nice? hahha well maybe. well yess. have to say yes, how could i not! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly if number 8 met with an accident, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Now, if aubrey got into an accident, well if it was a small one, id be like are you okay? then ill laugh, if its serious, i guess ill be really sad. he is my friend. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you fall for number 11?&lt;br /&gt;ryann. hrmmm. yeahh i guess, i heard he's pretty hawt now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if number 1 got a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so, unless she hasn't told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sport do you play with number 12?&lt;br /&gt;hahah. yays heather, i play hockey with her, not anymore thoughh. shes like a gazillion miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like number two?&lt;br /&gt;duuh. i lubbbb herrr. worx. hahha. so ah lian &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will 13 and 7 make a good couple?&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;urh i don't think so. andy is like american/britishhh. i don't think maddy's into those type? and besidesss. she won't date till like 16? hahah and andy's already attached! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like 3 or 10 more?&lt;br /&gt;definatly nicholas, urh duhhhhhhh. hahahha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get 5 people to do this:&lt;br /&gt;1.Michelle&lt;br /&gt;2.Joel&lt;br /&gt;3. Caren&lt;br /&gt;4. Maddy&lt;br /&gt;5. Caroline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113940135667215166?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113940135667215166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113940135667215166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113940135667215166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113940135667215166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/02/heheh.html' title='heheh. &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113880057132334433</id><published>2006-02-01T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T05:29:31.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday &amp; today.</title><content type='html'>well i didn't really blog about yesterday so i shall do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha yesterday i met up with jeri at lido around 1, to watch memoirs of a geisha, its a really good show, although kinda long like 2 and a half hours. &gt;.&lt; yeahh, well kristi and kathi came. but during the movie jeri had to leave, so me kris and kath we were all like talking and stuff during the movie. ohohhh in the beginning kristi and i were laughing until this guy was all like can you please be quiet! and we were like oooops. hahaha. yeahh. then after the movie, kathi called kim and hannah, and then we snuck into i not stupid 2 with them hahah. cause like all the yr 3's were there like mon, alison, hannah, kim, jerre, kevin, leon, versash. so many hahah so me and kathi snuck in, the uncle outside was soo pissed later one. but yeah ill tell that part later. hahha so me and hannah were allll squishy on one chair and kathi and kim were on the other. hahah i kept telling them what happened so they kept slapping me! hahha. hannah took my jacket!!! lols. but she returned to me in the end. hahah.  when kathi had to go earlier the uncle was all like whattttt first two go out (kim and shih chern) and 4 come in, haha thats me kathi shih chern and kim. hahha well he was seriously pissed so i was like hiding behind hannah, cute hannah, she criedd. awrrr :'( mann. the show was really sadd. wah wah wahhhhhh.well yeah after that movie it was like pretty late almost 7 so they went for dinner and my mom was waiting so i had to go home, i saw tristan. lol random?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today nothing much happened, but like after school there was dance it was like fun and all, sarah and i were being sooo higgh, like she didn't get my hand question! nobody does, hahaha i asked kim and chern too! hahah. well after like 3 hours of dance, i went to the field to watch anna and nico and the ang moh playy. hahahha. but after a while leon kevin and feline came, so we were hanging all on the monkey bars, and kevin was waaayyyy silly hahha he tried to hang upside down and fell on his head :s hahha. so silly!!! but yeahh very funneh lah. so then leon kevin and i were sitting on top watching them play, then later on they went to play 1 on 1 rugby, no chance lahh, both suck! hahah kidddin. well yeahh and i was just trailing themm. laughing hard. then nico and aubrey were mucking around. crazy idiots! hhaha. yups well then i was supposed to go home but my mom was like super late, so i went to the hall to talk to mon! hahha we were like just talking and stuff, and jackey was being sooo funnnyy. hahhaa. and we brought up the topic of the weeeeirrrd room that no one found. but yeh. old news. so then like my mom didn't ccome till like whut 6 50?!! so late right! i was like talking to tristan then, he was like im 20% vegitarien.?! weird much. well anyways. then i got home. which is where i am now. hahah typing. lalalala. hahaha. i love the song L.O.V.E by ashlee simpson. its awesomee. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L.O.V.E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talkin' 'bout love&lt;br /&gt;All my girls stand in a circle and clap your hands this is for you&lt;br /&gt;Ups and downs highs and lows and NO matter what you see me through&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend he don't answer on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know where the hell he goes&lt;br /&gt;But all my girls we're in a circle and nobody's gonna break through&lt;br /&gt;L,O-L,O-L,O-L O V EL,O-L,O-L,O&lt;br /&gt;Oh did you here me say&lt;br /&gt;L,O-LO-L,O-L O V EL,O-L,O-L,O&lt;br /&gt;Oh did you hear me sayL,O-L,O-L,O-L O V EL,O-L,O-L,O&lt;br /&gt;Im talkin' boutL,O-L,O-L,O-L O V E&lt;br /&gt;L,O-L,O-L,O-L,OI&lt;br /&gt;'m talking about love,&lt;br /&gt;say you'll be my girls for life&lt;br /&gt;Girls for life&lt;br /&gt;Oh hold off I need another oneI think you, you do too&lt;br /&gt;Grab my bag, got my own money&lt;br /&gt;Don't need any man, in this room&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend he'll be calling me now anytime&lt;br /&gt;I need all girls to keep him off my mind&lt;br /&gt;So hold up we need another one&lt;br /&gt;What we got is all&lt;br /&gt;,O-L,O-L,O-L O V EL,O-L,O-L,O&lt;br /&gt;Oh did you hear me say&lt;br /&gt;L,O-L,O-L,O-L O V EL,O-L,O-L,O&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear me say&lt;br /&gt;L,O, L,O L,O L O V EL,O, L,O, L,OI&lt;br /&gt;'m talkin bout&lt;br /&gt;L,O, L,O, L,O, L O V E&lt;br /&gt;L,O, L,O, L,O, (L,O-L,O-L,O)&lt;br /&gt;I'm talkin' bout love&lt;br /&gt;Love is an energy, love is a mystery&lt;br /&gt;Love is meant to be true&lt;br /&gt;Love is a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Love is the heart of me&lt;br /&gt;Love is the best thing that we do&lt;br /&gt;L,O-L,O-L,O-LO V EL,O-L,O-L,O&lt;br /&gt;Oh did you hear me say&lt;br /&gt;L,O-L,O-L,O-L O V EL,O-L,O-L,O&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear me say!!!&lt;br /&gt;L,O-L,O-L,O-L O V EL,O-L,O-L,O&lt;br /&gt;Im talkin bout love&lt;br /&gt;L,O-L,O-L,O-L O V EL,O-L,O-L,O I&lt;br /&gt;m talking bout love&lt;br /&gt;L,O-L,O-L,O-L O V EL,O-L,O-L,O&lt;br /&gt;Oh did you hear me say&lt;br /&gt;L,O-L,O-L,O-L O V EL,O-L,O-L,OI&lt;br /&gt;m talking bout love (L,O-L,O-L,O-L O V E)&lt;br /&gt;Im talking bout love (L,O-L,O-L,O)&lt;br /&gt;Im talking bout love (L,O-L,O-L,O-L O V E)&lt;br /&gt;Im talking bout(L,O-L,O-L,O)&lt;br /&gt;Im talking boutIm talking bout love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesomee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113880057132334433?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113880057132334433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113880057132334433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113880057132334433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113880057132334433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesterday-today.html' title='yesterday &amp; today.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113871948819380286</id><published>2006-01-31T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T06:58:08.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hannah and natassia made me!</title><content type='html'>okayys. i finally uploaded my photos. well only three! well yesterday hannah was trying to make me, now like tasia is making me!! so yeaahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ollie, my dog, with her beautiful socks! which she dragged off later on.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/DSC_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/DSC_0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umbrella frenzy! i dunno how we got this shot! poseyyy. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/DSC_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/DSC_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/DSC_0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and nat. cousin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/1600/DSC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5212/1904/320/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yays. im gonna do the seven thingy tasia is making me do noww! yays.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113871948819380286?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113871948819380286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113871948819380286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113871948819380286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113871948819380286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/hannah-and-natassia-made-me.html' title='hannah and natassia made me!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113836794822020689</id><published>2006-01-27T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T05:19:08.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>changing for a while..</title><content type='html'>ive moved my blog to &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/southsummer"&gt;www.xanga.com/southsummer&lt;/a&gt;. :) happy chinese new year, happy birthday to evan, and debbie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113836794822020689?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113836794822020689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113836794822020689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113836794822020689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113836794822020689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/changing-for-while.html' title='changing for a while..'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113802191546779157</id><published>2006-01-23T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T05:11:55.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tttb</title><content type='html'>okays. i really don't feel like blogging. like im freaking tiredd. andd i don't know how to do my geog thingy. i wish i had carens number. arhhh. okayys. well. maybe ill just blog later yeahs? im really just too tired. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113802191546779157?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113802191546779157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113802191546779157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113802191546779157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113802191546779157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/tttb.html' title='tttb'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113749085418894764</id><published>2006-01-17T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T01:40:54.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovetoall.</title><content type='html'>heyhey. just got back from school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasia and i are having a bitch fight. like funny bitch fight! i was like your a bitch! then she was liek no you arre and we continued the whole day. hahha. yeah things are like prety interesting in school. i was suprised i knew alot in science today. thank god for the extra. haah. math was pretty good too, i understanded it alot. although i don't really like the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TASIA SIU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loveyou sosososo much! and yeah heck with the shemale person or the giboy. shes a fucktard and you are wayy better than her. and i can talk bad french to her if y ou want. french is wayy sexier than japanese! hahha. lols. not saying that like its sexy or whatevs. but yeah. if i do see her one day. i shall slap her to bits. then ill cut off all her hair. and step on her non existent thingy. yeah. anyways. i love you to bits!!! and im sorry for leaving you today so early. even though you always leave me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah ive said this so many times. yeah but i miss you! sososoo much. thank god i saw lotsa of you today. love your huggles! hahah. yeh. so i loveyou too! much more everyday! hahah. i would die if  i didn't know you, everytime in class, im always sad cause your not there to make it funny and sweet. i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Lau Yu Lin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you arhh . go and hang out with sharon!!! hrm? you got some explaining to do arh. and also you and your gerald! haha shall i imitate "will you come and see me? your a nice boy righhht?" hahaha. don't worry i still love you too! ask long as i don't get pissy. hahaha.   yeah. get good grades yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. tts it. i feel really boreed. but i need to like go shower then go out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. ttyl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113749085418894764?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113749085418894764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113749085418894764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113749085418894764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113749085418894764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/lovetoall.html' title='lovetoall.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113730044019250214</id><published>2006-01-14T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T20:47:20.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>out so sickening.</title><content type='html'>yups. well i didn't blog yesterday so i shall blog on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i woke up and had to go to tuition. man the thingys are so hard. i seriously can't do it. well i guess thats what tuition is for, to learn and understand. yeah. anyways after tuition my mommy and grandma went to sushi tei. and then halfway through the meal, jeffrey called me, he said that he was going to funan now, so like if i wanted to go. but i was eating so cannot lah.  then he said he was going simlim. so then after i ate, i went home changed brushed my teeth and then went to meet jeffrey to get my webcam and earphones. seriously i can't survive in simlim by myself. yeah so after that i went to taka, to go to kinokunia to pick up my sing to the dawn and my files and a new diary! mines pink tasia's is purple! hahaha.  yeah then i went to popular to see if the files were chaper there and there was plastic dividers, but they didn't have 5 ones. so then i went back to wisma to get money and then went home! hahha. when i got back i webcammed with tasia for like 3 hrs! hahah. really long. then later on i went for dinner came back and webcammed again with her for a while. then she went to her mommies room while i webcammed with anna! hahhah it was so funny we there was this picture where i held up my turtle and she wrote die! yeah. then after that cause annas connection kept going off we didn't webcam anymore. so then jeffrey came online right after tasia went off, and he called me when we webcammed. hahha. he was like asking if the webcam was good and all! its really good. pretty clear! hahah. so then  laters he went to talk to a "somebody" so i went to talk to aubrey. ooh i designed the back of my diary in glitter and stars. pwetty noww. yeah so i webcammed with aubrey. well only i webcammed, but it was only to show him my turtle. because my turtle is the cutest turtle in the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/ruinedbylove/turle.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; seee! anyways. yeah then after that i recopied my english work then went to read south beach. its pretty exciting. hahhaa. kinda like gossip girl yet more our age. its not so posh. its like miami type. man i love miami. anyways. yeah so then i fell sleep. hahha. well yeah since it was like what 4 in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i just got up half an hour ago. and my mommy is going to get her hair done. but i don't want to go. because i am NOT cutting my hair again. or else it won't growww. wahhh. anyways. yeah tts about it, im going to my grandmothers house soon. later? i dunno. mommy left me in the house alone. and she says she's not coming back. so maybe i have to walk. arh i wait for her to call me later. so anyways. im gonna go watch tv and eat biscuits. anyone is welome to come. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113730044019250214?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113730044019250214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113730044019250214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113730044019250214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113730044019250214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/out-so-sickening.html' title='out so sickening.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113715170282593548</id><published>2006-01-13T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T03:28:22.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHHA&gt; TASSIA SIU! im bloggkin kays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah she made me blog everyday or else she wouldnt talk to me! hmpf that sillly girl! call me mean too! and a bitch! cause 1 i never come to school yesterday, 2 because i never got a webcam! eh jeffrey is helping me buy okays! and i did come to school. so there ya go!!! im blogging very short short now. cause very boredd! and nothing much to sayy. hahha today i barely saw maddy or michelle. did michelle come to school? hmmm. *pokes self* i dunno??? anyways. yeahh. my hand is itchy. hehehhe. im so nice. i think. i made myself so nice and became really good friends with caren and sandra! both so smart, both have good handwriting! man i wish i was them! hahha. today during religious studies the teacher was damn! arhhh. cannot say here lahhh later i get expelled, which means i have to delete the post that i complained of peh and othe peh! heyyyyy omg you know there is a guy called like trstian? or something who we(tasia maddy me) nicknamed aubrey2. mannnnnn funneh? he looks just like aubrey, yet with more of a pasty face. yuck! hahahha. yups. hrmm. aubrey is nicer now. anna thinks so too, hes finally got a conscience! hahhaaha. mannn tasia said coeways voice was like wayyy  nice in that song thingy!! hahah she never send me! naughtie! anyways. yups. my connection is failing. gotta publish quickly. talking to tasia on msn now! byebyebirdy. lols. !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113715170282593548?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113715170282593548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113715170282593548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113715170282593548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113715170282593548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/hahha-tassia-siu-im-bloggkin-kays-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113715141494166589</id><published>2006-01-13T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T03:23:34.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala. im bored, yet blogging!</title><content type='html'>HAHHA&gt; TASSIA SIU! im bloggkin kays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah she made me blog everyday or else she wouldnt talk to me! hmpf that sillly girl! call me mean too! and a bitch! cause 1 i never come to school yesterday, 2 because i never got a webcam! eh jeffrey is helping me buy okays! and i did come to school. so there ya go!!! im blogging very short short now. cause very boredd! and nothing much to sayy. hahha today i barely saw maddy or michelle. did michelle come to school? hmmm. *pokes self* i dunno??? anyways. yeahh. my hand is itchy. hehehhe. im so nice. i think. i made myself so nice and became really good friends with caren and sandra! both so smart, both have good handwriting! man i wish i was them! hahha. today during religious studies the teacher was damn! arhhh. cannot say here lahhh later i get expelled, which means i have to delete the post that i complained of peh and othe peh! heyyyyy omg you know there is a guy called like trstian? or something who we(tasia maddy me) nicknamed aubrey2. mannnnnn funneh? he looks just like aubrey, yet with more of a pasty face. yuck! hahahha. yups. hrmm. aubrey is nicer now. anna thinks so too, hes finally got a conscience! hahhaaha. mannn tasia said coeways voice was like wayyy  nice in that song thingy!! hahah she never send me! naughtie! anyways. yups. my connection is failing. gotta publish quickly. talking to tasia on msn now! byebyebirdy. lols. !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113715141494166589?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113715141494166589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113715141494166589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113715141494166589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113715141494166589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/lala-im-bored-yet-blogging.html' title='lala. im bored, yet blogging!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113697480927119646</id><published>2006-01-11T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T02:20:09.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im blogging kays!</title><content type='html'>okays. so after like a week i have decided to blog. arhh. i hate blogging. but like this michelle lau yu lin and madelene eng! annd also this natassia siu yi yen! call me mean cause her mommy thinks she's special and i didn't go buy webcam! ah yoo. so silly her!! hahha. anyway, im eating honey dijon chips right now, and watching oc. man seth is so cute! hahaha. yeah. today after the cca thingy natassia and i were yelling cute and hot cause she prefered cute guys and i prefered hot ones. although i DIDN'T say i didn't like cute guys! i love the song we got more bounce in california! its so spunky. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well like there was some weird cca picking thingy today. i got netball dance gourmet library and.. eh is that all? hrmm. well maddy tasia and i, we are all doing netball gourmet and library, cool eh! at least we can have cca's together! fun! hahha. i love you guys sooo much!! and michelle too! hahha. ah poor michelle! now she's making friends with the ***** how silly. because actually shes supposed to spy on the ***** but like shes hopeless at spying. i remember the time she tried to spy on alisa. funny. yet i also cannot spy much. so i cannot say bad bad things. hahah. im listening to the jamie spears song. i think her voice is pretty good! hahha. my cousin thought she and britney were twins. how dumb. yeah anyway. i changed my blog skin. suprisingly rusroulette skins are freaking awesome!! i know now like tasia michelle and me have all rusroulette skins. but i already saved this one for a long time. along with sweet innocence skins! all pretty good. but its okay. im gonna change it soon. again! hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today geog was wayyy fun! man mr bruno/luse is like the best teacher ever, hes like so funny, and like not strict at all!! and hes really nice and good at teaching! so yeah geog is good! and math its like pretty okay. except like the teacher very primary school-ish. cause her methods are so weird. i don't get. she keeps confusing up naomii and ananya. hehehe. tee hee. well yeah i like my english teacher. hes good. not much homework, yet he can teach lots without giving homework. so maybe i am too starting to like school. and plus i don't have the freaking mr peh, both pehs the oily one and gay one. i hate the gay one more. hes so argh. anyway not wasting my time on useless pieces of shit like him. moving on. im gonna go get a webcam tomorrow. cause MISS SIUUUU MADE ME!!! hahah. but i still love her to pieces. like funkeh pink pieces! hahah. &lt;3.  omg, and also tasia got funkeh pissed at the ***** cause she ran off with brian, stealin her bisexual friendship. but doth not fret dear tasia! brian shall not abandon you!! especially for that ***** seee jeffrey im not so vulgar! i put stars! pretty l ittle stars * see! hahha. the only bad word i wrote was shit! and shit isn't that bad. it comes out our butts everyday doesn't it. its just shit! anyway, yes i shall use anyway now, not anywayss. although i like that one beter. so anyway, ive gotta do math homework. then walk over the my grans house. byee! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveyou tasia, maddy and michelle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113697480927119646?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113697480927119646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113697480927119646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113697480927119646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113697480927119646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-blogging-kays.html' title='im blogging kays!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113638095987178300</id><published>2006-01-04T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T05:22:39.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that fucking bitch</title><content type='html'>why the fuck do you have to be like that. what problem do you have with me?! hur. your attititude sucks shit. okays. and don't try acting all nice yet being such a bitch to me. i hate it, and i hate you. so back off, why can't you understand that when it comes to some things, you don't always have to be able to do it, or do it first. stop jumping to conclutions about the things i say!! its really annoying and cocky. so just stop it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fucking bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113638095987178300?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113638095987178300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113638095987178300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113638095987178300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113638095987178300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/that-fucking-bitch.html' title='that fucking bitch'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113635002260345495</id><published>2006-01-03T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T20:47:02.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no yeah.</title><content type='html'>i didnt go to school today. had bad headache. which means sorry. hahha. i know i was supposed to give joel his fifa 06. i promise ill bring it tomorrow. swear! yeah. i password protected my blog cause i really want to talk about private things now. like i may have a shot of tranfering class. if i transfer i think ill transfer to tasia's class, since theres her anna and quande. oh and jeffrey too. haha. yeah quande told me the reason why he couldn't transfer last time was because he asked when alot of parents asked already. so if i ask now i may have a better chance. and quande didn't have a reason! i do! so hopefully i can. im going to talk to dr barrett tomorrow, and get an appt with him like for my mom and me to talk to him. yeah so i gotta go, mom wants to go eat lunch out. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113635002260345495?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113635002260345495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113635002260345495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113635002260345495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113635002260345495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-yeah.html' title='no yeah.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113628633181037393</id><published>2006-01-03T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T03:05:31.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sad fucking day</title><content type='html'>i hate school now. i am in 2X? like tasia maddy brian joel nicholas nico and michelle we all got seperated! its like shit. i hate it. why is it so fuckiin complicated! if your in an environment where you liek the people you probably after a while will settle down and start grounding the work, yet if your in a un-friendly environment you probably sulk all the way and learn nothing. right now i really hate my class, no offence but the people in my group are too goody and know-it-alls.  they only people i can actually communicate with is brian, nicholas, aubrey. but they are guys, guys have guy time, and girls have girl time, and how do you spend girl time when there are no girls that are your "type" of friends... i hate it. and i wish i could transfer to natassia's or maddy's class. it sucks sshit now. arh. i really don't like school anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113628633181037393?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113628633181037393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113628633181037393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113628633181037393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113628633181037393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/sad-fucking-day.html' title='a sad fucking day'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113619137278140720</id><published>2006-01-01T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:42:52.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>schools starting tomorrow. and i have to admit. i am excited yet worried. haha. i hope that me tasia and maddy don't get split up in different classes. although everyone claims that they are gonna split all the classes up. but i don't get how that is possible. since like our class takes chinese b except me and tasia. but then how could they mix us up with other classes. yups. well short post again. cause i realllllyy don't wanna talk much. i found my mtv bag, so im gonna use that tomorrow. hahha. oh. and im finally wearing my bracelet again. the bestfriends on one side and friends forever apart or together on the other side.. yups. my mom has been so argh. she is like totally planning my life. its so square. arghh. shoots gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113619137278140720?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113619137278140720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113619137278140720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113619137278140720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113619137278140720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2006/01/school-tomorrow.html' title='school tomorrow.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113604263062591217</id><published>2005-12-31T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T07:56:46.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>righht. anyways. haven't blogged since i was in darwin. too tired to talk about anything that happened there. will blog on that laters. haha. but in the mean time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies. blogging later. BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113604263062591217?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113604263062591217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113604263062591217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113604263062591217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113604263062591217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/12/righht.html' title=''/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113483659320531085</id><published>2005-12-17T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T08:24:01.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>draco and ginny</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/ruinedbylove/dracoandginnycartoon.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awr i think this cartoon is so cute! its like powerpuff versions! haha. awesome! i am totally into dm/gw and dm/hg and hp/gw! haha. going off to read ff! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113483659320531085?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113483659320531085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113483659320531085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113483659320531085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113483659320531085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/12/draco-and-ginny.html' title='draco and ginny'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113483526032959892</id><published>2005-12-17T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T08:01:00.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everythings right, yet everythings wrong</title><content type='html'>i can't say im blogging without blogging. but like i don't have anything to blog about! well for starter, everything is like so bland. i mean whats with the world these days. arhh. well urm. i have a long story about how my mom has been insulting me for the last few days. its very annoying and it hurts. yet nobody cares. yet i don't mind that. hmpf. who cares right. so well moving in is so argh, everything is like good one minute then bad the next. i dunno. well at least i have my ice cream. watching harry potter and goblet right now. so blurry!! arhh. anyways. i'm downloading the oc new episode just came out. man i wih they will just hurry with them!! arhh. yeah i heard that anna would be coming back in season 3. how cool, hopw she doesn't spoil the relationship between seth and summer, they are so perfect! and adam brody is so hot! whoot!! yeahh. so well. music-drifting-through-endless-winds. my line of the day. and also thats actually the name of my blog. randomly created it. yups. shitty days in hols, at least im going to australia soon. yups. then i have something to ditract my lonesome hols. whoopie.. yups so anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;platinum blonde = draco = pretty hot.&lt;br /&gt;robert pattison = gay name = cedric = damn hot.&lt;br /&gt;oc = seth = adam brody = freakin hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chasing dreams that were never meant to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113483526032959892?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113483526032959892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113483526032959892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113483526032959892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113483526032959892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/12/everythings-right-yet-everythings.html' title='everythings right, yet everythings wrong'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113420533834453932</id><published>2005-12-10T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T01:02:18.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>out with tasia, goodbyes, and boredom.</title><content type='html'>hey yalls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like 2 days ago, i went out with tasia!! really fun, yet my legs were so likes strained, i have't walked that much since school ended, like hello, of course, i mean in school we always walk to holland v, and duh, it was like a 5 minute walk. so like back and forth we gain our muscles, man we walked like alot, haha and we were like being so like pain-y we took a cab from cine to wisma when it was like only 3 blocks away?! haha, but it was alrightt. haha. i seriously need like a camera.. sheesh. anyways, im like half moved into my new house, its like seriously small, but who cares, i like my room. haha. its like pink and orange graffiti designage.. kinda. haha and ive got a loft. haha. but its like in a really big mess right now, all my stuff is strewn over, like ive got all the files and stuff on my desk, and the cubby-ish holes are full with junk, haha. yeah, but everythings good. i keep getting cut off the wireless routers, haha i think its cause mom is trying to like tidy up the wires, its like messy. haha yups. so yeah i would type more, but im hungry for sushi, i ate like genki sushi i think, on that day with tasia, and i really want some now, but since i can't, i think i'll settle for prata, the shop here has really really god prata, haha. yups. gonna run off now. love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113420533834453932?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113420533834453932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113420533834453932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113420533834453932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113420533834453932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/12/out-with-tasia-goodbyes-and-boredom.html' title='out with tasia, goodbyes, and boredom.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113375373606422124</id><published>2005-12-04T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T19:35:36.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>platinum blonde.</title><content type='html'>i seriously think platinum blonde hair is cool. haha, but i would never want to have it. like hello asians can't have blonde hair, unless ure half asian, then thats okay, haha i think anna would look cool, with more blondish hair! yups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;platinum!!!! whoooosh, reminds me of glass. haha. whee. and silver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113375373606422124?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113375373606422124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113375373606422124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113375373606422124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113375373606422124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/12/platinum-blonde.html' title='platinum blonde.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113375359416309368</id><published>2005-12-04T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T19:33:14.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK MOTOROLA!!! PLUS AMAZING BLOG SKIN!!!!</title><content type='html'>THANK YOU NATASSIA SIU!!! FOR THE B-E-A-UTIFUL SKIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!!! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you don't mind i changed the draco pic!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this skin allooootttt!!! WHOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH Yeah.. PINK MOTOROLA IN SINGAPORE! NO FUCKING WAY!!! SO GONNA GET IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TASIA!! WE HAVE TO GET YAH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully my mom will let me.. hrm. kays. hahha tts all!&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113375359416309368?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113375359416309368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113375359416309368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113375359416309368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113375359416309368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/12/pink-motorola-plus-amazing-blog-skin.html' title='PINK MOTOROLA!!! PLUS AMAZING BLOG SKIN!!!!'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113358737726234275</id><published>2005-12-02T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T19:28:22.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still life around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't blog yesterday. haha, but like nothing happened yesterdayy, so like why should i blog on nothing. haha, yeahh.. i woke up at like 11 yesterday, and ate noodles.. haha then i went to white sands, yups, ate mc donalds and went to ice lemon tea. i ate the &lt;strong&gt;seaweed shaker fries&lt;/strong&gt; again! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, i just woke up, for like today.. haha so i can't really blog about much, ill blog laters.. yups. ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelovelovelove, makes the world go round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113358737726234275?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113358737726234275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113358737726234275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113358737726234275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113358737726234275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/12/still-life-around.html' title='still life around.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113343764297801313</id><published>2005-12-01T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T19:28:59.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Numa Numa Numa Yei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NUMA NUMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, today i went out to watch... CHICKEN LITTLE! whoot! haha, yups it was rather cutesy, its okay... a bit shorter than i expected, very dramatic, the aliens part.! hahahas. righhht, i must sound really c-a-razy! haha i love the numa numa song!! its so cuddly!! yays!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yups, ohh and like i got another mood ring, i dunno why but i kinda like those little ringy-thingy-things~ haha. mine was glowing aqua when i put it on my finger!! haha. cool eh? but its just like temperature and stuff, hmm. yups. NOT FAIR! Tasia, you got to watch harry potter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;again?! like 3rd time? mann, i wanna watch it again too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CEDRIC AND DRACO! HAWT.&lt;/span&gt; mann. i wonder why qi has stop making ff's on draco, hers are reallllllyyyyy gooodd! haha, man, i might just go check and see if hers are still there!!! coolios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuppers. Hahah, so i feel like eating apples now, so im off~! ciao dahlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music drifting throughout endless winds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113343764297801313?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113343764297801313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113343764297801313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113343764297801313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113343764297801313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/12/numa-numa-numa-yei.html' title='Numa Numa Numa Yei'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113334489543701921</id><published>2005-11-30T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T19:29:15.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody internet services.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Tasia and Maddy, the only reason why im not blogging is because i was staying at my naggy grandmothers house and she is realy old fashion as to not having any internet sevice. Arh, but now, seeee i am blogging! so you can't blame me! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps, so now im at my cousins house, han and nats?!!! yuupss. haha just went riding! haha it was wayy fun, and then we went to watch the basketballerrsss.. peoples.. haha and han said that a group of them were gangsters and that they made a guy strip once, then give him drugs! like drugs eww! yeah but then the "lead" gangster was like staring at us! but like i didn't know it was him, till i got into the house. eww. haha. well, im really hungry.. and their maid is making dinner, so i guess i can't order mcdonalds!! arhh. okays. well yeah, thats all for today! lotsa love to michelle tasia and maddy! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn around and touch the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113334489543701921?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113334489543701921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113334489543701921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113334489543701921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113334489543701921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/11/bloody-internet-services.html' title='bloody internet services.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113284794583012166</id><published>2005-11-24T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T07:59:05.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels At Heart</title><content type='html'>this is us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angels at heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/ruinedbylove/bb7b7e02.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i realised i had friends like u, i realised i was lucky. a time i realised i lost u. that was dark times.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh, and tasia we are same height!!! Its just in the actual pic you were standing next to michelle, so i put u there! Don't worry! You have longer legs! haha. &lt;3 ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113284794583012166?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113284794583012166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113284794583012166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113284794583012166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113284794583012166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/11/angels-at-heart.html' title='Angels At Heart'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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-19272881.post-113283514019137710</id><published>2005-11-24T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T19:29:37.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>turn things around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have decided to swap blogs. &lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt; as to the fact that i freaking screwed up my old blog skin. but i am going to improvise it, make it a little more to my mood. oh well. here goes. i'm turning things around, i hope things do work out &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;making life seem as easy as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272881-113283514019137710?l=whimsical-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/feeds/113283514019137710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272881&amp;postID=113283514019137710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113283514019137710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272881/posts/default/113283514019137710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whimsical-.blogspot.com/2005/11/turn-things-around.html' title='turn things around.'/><author><name>Gillian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08407906050252604053</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>
