<?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-6288304741447854319</id><updated>2011-08-01T10:26:41.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>f0b-ulous life of sue &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-5734312637523410966</id><published>2009-08-30T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:41:20.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weakendless</title><content type='html'>Ironically, the weekend is actually boring compared to the weekday. The highlight of the weekend was talking to Kevin till 5:30 am. YES, 5:30 am. Well it had it’s prize, now my mom is like super super SUPER strict about late phone calls, and if she hears my voice after 11… That will be the last time anyone EVER hear my voice -___-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY need to do my homework right now… Like…. Now. NOW SUE!!!! Oh Good lord…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, I uploaded the pictures from the photoshoot on Friday. This isnt all of it of course. I was just testing my newly installed photoshop, its got ALOT of gliches :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to put them as one photo, reduce the size, then upload, or else it’s too big and the computer crashes each time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp7wflL3Fe1qa0quwo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;Expires=1251769231&amp;Signature=fKz42M8LVdeqQ3OQMNs9glQmnWA%3D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 469px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_kp7wflL3Fe1qa0quwo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;Expires=1251769231&amp;Signature=fKz42M8LVdeqQ3OQMNs9glQmnWA%3D" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What was he like?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“he was like a river, always rapidly moving forward, and I was always a part of his life, moving alone with him”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If he was like a river, then Im the ocean, always there and ready to catch you no matter what”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Sky of Love &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-5734312637523410966?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/5734312637523410966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/weakendless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/5734312637523410966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/5734312637523410966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/weakendless.html' title='weakendless'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-8106389131883372195</id><published>2009-08-28T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:12:12.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh snap zap, and bang &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Today, had a test in TrigPreCal, it was easier, at least, easy enough that I shouldnt have wasted 1 hour of my sleep last night -___-. Vivian is still taking some time to get used to my contacts, she'll come through. Note to self: NEVER to the "tsk tsk" finger on front of Myron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World History, we had this activity where we were pretending like we were stranded on an island, and had to start our own government, and the only thing that mattered was: anshu = the law, anoop = the punishment -___________-. Im pretty sure no one would break any rules on this island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhcldkcpd! Hckdoscjpd! FREE FOOD @ LUNCH!!! We stood next to grills having black flame roaming out of it for 1hour, in 100 degree sunburn, the things we do for food... I ate like... 4 GIANT cookies, 1 burger, two burgers, 3 cans of diet soda xDD Fatty &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me to beat up that ADD freshman, he broke my shock pen!! ON PURPOSE!!! what a hoe, everyone LOVED that pen =((( I havent used it to its full potential yet &gt;&lt; STUPID STUPID ADD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography class, photo shoot with Davis and Alex, they are such good partners.... I had like... 50shot of Davis, 30 shot of Alex, and 2 shot of myself. Some of the pictures are pretty cool, Ill upload them later. The best experience outta this was I got to sit on top of the lockers in the boy's room and take picture of Davis and Alex, oh baby &lt;333. And oh, steal free ice from the training room, Im such a bad ass, I should like join the mafia or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Nancy's house to watch Death Note later, but...the...electricity...in...her...house...went...out xD.&lt;br /&gt;We just gossiped and attempted to find Connie a potential bf, you can imagine how successfully THAT went.&lt;br /&gt;Then I called Nick later to see if he wanted to go see a movie next week, afterward, I called Ashley going "MOMMY!! I called uncle" only to realize I called my real mom instead xD. Real smart sue, real smart.&lt;br /&gt;Took a 2 hour nap when I got home so I can stay up late asian gambling tonight ^^y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SpiltRPmnlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/k_N7yzvtCTU/s1600-h/couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SpiltRPmnlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/k_N7yzvtCTU/s200/couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375228352408231506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="src" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LOXEVd-Z7NE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" /&gt;&lt;embed height="265" width="320" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LOXEVd-Z7NE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-8106389131883372195?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/8106389131883372195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-snap-zap-and-bang-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8106389131883372195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8106389131883372195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-snap-zap-and-bang-3.html' title='Oh snap zap, and bang &lt;3'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SpiltRPmnlI/AAAAAAAAAA4/k_N7yzvtCTU/s72-c/couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-5283704730879422236</id><published>2009-08-27T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:10:10.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I predict the unpredicted</title><content type='html'>Tudai... Well, I got my phone taken away in English, and ironically, he didn't notice it when I was texting like 2 feet away from him, and at that time, he was showing other two student next to me the jar labeled "ashes of problem students" jar, and me thinking "I better put my phone away or I'll end up in there =__=" But he never noticed. But, in the middle of ME answering a question, it rung, and he made me hand it over, just when he was telling me to go and see him at the end of class, it rung again -__-. Yes, went through a whole day without my phone, it was a miracle I survived.&lt;br /&gt;Then during break, I tossed Rocky's jacket at Vivian, not the best way to ask her the favor of returning it to him... Think she's still mad at me... Sorry Vivian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE... Er... Lets just say Megan's squat kinda look like lap dances. And oh:&lt;br /&gt;Megan: hey anoop, Doesnt her purple eyes look soooooo natural?&lt;br /&gt;Anoop: Oh, you know, when I was 5, I had a pet Lizard, his eyes look just liked yours!&lt;br /&gt;Megan: ...He's artistic, don't mind him.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;Lunch.... Ate like... 3 bags of fatty chips &lt;3. Im so healthy. &lt;br /&gt;Chem... Did this weird thing where we wrote step by step instruction to... climb steps -___-&lt;br /&gt;Chinese... er... Calligraphy, then I spilled my ink all over my paper, had to redo the whole thing &gt;&lt; I also started shocking everyone with my shock pen so now, even when I lift my hand up, people start to shiver xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I shocked Chris after school... Think he's like, shock addict or something, he stole my pen and ran away with it till I screamed "STOP RIGHT NOW!! MY PANTS ARE FALLING DOWN!!!" =P&lt;br /&gt;Then went over to Nancy's house again and watched L change the world with her instead of doing hw like I was suppose to. Got lost on my way out haha. Im so smart&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to take a picture of my outfit today, sawrri :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hiphotos.baidu.com/409763461yy/pic/item/3e7d4a19ca51539d4aedbcd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 261px;" src="http://hiphotos.baidu.com/409763461yy/pic/item/3e7d4a19ca51539d4aedbcd8.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNWZ90XOzdU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNWZ90XOzdU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-5283704730879422236?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/5283704730879422236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/tudai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/5283704730879422236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/5283704730879422236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/tudai.html' title='I predict the unpredicted'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-8833998534303199900</id><published>2009-08-26T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:26:35.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you like like irony, a bad attempt at the cruelest jokes</title><content type='html'>Today was fun ^^ And... and... awkward, but still, fun &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trig, okay, I think someone in my trig class is KINDA cute. But I'll keep you guessing for now.And no, cute does not = like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.... World history, I sit next to Cynthia, and will be for 6weeks, yay!! So much hw for world history today through =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digital Phography... so awkward, we had to hug random people and then run to their places as "ice breaker" And Matt convinced the teacher his name was Tom the whole time xD. Funni. Then, we had to do a report on our partner (he choose) and then do a photoshoot and choose 10pictures representing who they are. My partner is... Davis... and I didnt know till afterward that he is... someone... er... my friends know... or... knew... very... well... kinda... Thats all Im saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then, I passed by Derek, he complimented me on my contacts, finally SOMEONE who have good taste xD. Senior =P. No moar Chinese for him. Or rather, no more his chinese project for me, jkjk. But yea, we chatted a bit ^^&lt;br /&gt;Then Amber also complimented my contacts, double score!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school me and Elaine and Nancy went to Nancy's house, did our hw, then Elaine went home but me and Nancy went for ice cream with Vivian downtown, o much walking plus we got lost -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First 3 day of sophomore year seem pretty good so far, but for how long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, couldn't sleep last night because of what Steven said about me not being able to get into UCLA because my grades are mediocre and I have no extra curricular... depressing, but true... thanks Steven. I wanna go back to dream world Steven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://res.xai.cn/bphoto/b_2009-1-10/b_200901091554177893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 350px;" src="http://res.xai.cn/bphoto/b_2009-1-10/b_200901091554177893.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My outfit today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i26.tinypic.com/2efte28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 350px;" src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2efte28.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MOE_OskYN_E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MOE_OskYN_E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-8833998534303199900?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/8833998534303199900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-fun-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8833998534303199900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8833998534303199900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-fun-and.html' title='you like like irony, a bad attempt at the cruelest jokes'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/2efte28_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-8514891063581168071</id><published>2009-08-25T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:32:49.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lies are only beautiful when its unbroken</title><content type='html'>(Imma start using the title as ur insight hint to all those things I will not express publicly, arent u just thrilled? ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Sophomore year will be better than freshman year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We measured our weight and height in PE. I shrunk AND gre fatter =__=. I was THIS close to taking off my skirt in the spirit of having a few lb less xD. Yea... That would been SOME scene right there. But I didnt, for obvious reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the day didn't start off well since my mom was being a bitch in the morning, but thats okay &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;We played the ninja game during lunch and it got super out of control. Met Minsow, Powell their other friend who I forgot the name of (I call him A.D.D) WHY IS EVERYONE TALLER THAN ME???? &gt;[[[ even when I stand 1 stair higher than A.D.D he's still taller than me &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry H class was sooo kewl! We did this kick ass experiment where we dropped a penny into chloride and it was just sheer awesomeness &amp;hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy stole my Chem book because she was too lazy to get hers from her locker, then afterschool, when I was try to find her, I thought this random girl was elaine so I grabbed her and spazzed out "OMG!!!!! GO FIND NANCY FOR ME NOW!!! OR ELSE IMMA DIE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Then to realize... she wasnt Elaine xD Wow, that was just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and also, Chris passed by me and was like "You look like an anime cosplayer today" Woooow Chris, what happened to "what you're wearing is cool, but different"? -__-&lt;br /&gt;DOes it rly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/9rlvl2.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ur song of the day ^^y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfRbWb5DwFE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="150" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-8514891063581168071?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/8514891063581168071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-sophomore-year-will-be-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8514891063581168071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8514891063581168071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-sophomore-year-will-be-better.html' title='lies are only beautiful when its unbroken'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/9rlvl2_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-4204985633961357019</id><published>2009-08-24T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:52:46.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>握不住的他, 放下吧...</title><content type='html'>The title will not be explained, Thats as much as I'll say reguarding that issue. Use a translater if you don't know what it means.&lt;br /&gt;Anywayzzzz,&lt;br /&gt;FIrst day of school. Better than I thought. I should summarize:&lt;br /&gt;1. English: Who I have in my class? Sophia... Elaine... Stephanie... And I think that's all I care about. Oh, there's a cute guy there who I will not state the name of just in case xD. Oh lord, I have Gustavo in the class. I literally went like O___O when I saw him. Think that's the only time you will see my eyeballs... Another year of English class with Gustavo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. PE: I have... Mei and Megan. And Gustavo again, OMGEEE, can you imagine my joy? His real name is Anders lul, I'll be making fun of him for that now. Too bad I can't be wearing boots to PE and kick him with it like last year :D. Then some freshmen who no one care about. And sophomores in that case, at least, not that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; care about =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: Cant wait till I start taking some cool message portraying photos of my own to post in my blog instead of relying on baidu to find photos, it will represent the situation better if I took the photo myself, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Chemistry H: Zzzzzzz. BORING as hell. And oh, you know what the H stand for? They lied when they said Chemistry Honors, its Chemistry Hard, the class havent even offically started and I can feel myself pouring corrosive chemical on myself on purpose so I can get injured and not go anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. TrigPreCal H: Again, H = hard, NOT honors -__-. I have Troxell as teacher. ENough said. And Elaine sit so far away from me now, she can't even help me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. World History: I guess since alot of my friends are in there, it'll be kinda fun ^^ We'll seeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Digital photography: I have Mei again yay &lt;333 And oh, Matt's in there. Nice "Anime club" Matt xD. I guess he's only there because he thinks photography includes porn. jkjk. Rocky's there too. luulhowinteresting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Chinese 4 H: You know what this H stand for: notHard. Lol Sorry that was retarded. But you know me. Chinese is soo easy for me. Hansen can't get over my contacts, so when most people left to pick up textbook cept for 7, they started to talk about my contacts, even this guy I didnt know... How odd...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I ate a 700cal chocolate Izzy gave me for lunch xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, when I passed by -----, I stopped and looked, then looked away, then everyone asked in unison "STILL??" And I nodded slowly, I dont know if I am or not... Im rly confused right now.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, like my title says:握不住的他, 放下吧... But Im not talking about the same -----&lt;br /&gt;Enuff said.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, too much said in that last paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: Cant wait till I start taking some cool message portraying photos of my own to post in my blog instead of relying on baidu to find photos, it will represent the situation better if I took the photo myself, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ganzaoji9.cn/uppuu/010400546209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 429px;" src="http://www.ganzaoji9.cn/uppuu/010400546209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-4204985633961357019?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/4204985633961357019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/4204985633961357019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/4204985633961357019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='握不住的他, 放下吧...'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-4715377101103775125</id><published>2009-08-21T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T23:29:45.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"do u believe in luv at first site? or do i have to walk by u again?"</title><content type='html'>btw: ignore the title, nothing to do with blog, I just thought it was too cheesy to not share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so ditched today... It was Asian gamble Friday night. And it's been forever.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, okay, when I was gone, my mom was always going out with her bf on Friday nights instead of going Asian gamble, THEN, Coco's dad got an emergency errand in LA, so Sonia's mom didn't wanna come (they say she likes Coco's dad.. which... okay... EW, not that I care much, adult stuff, ew) SO THEN, Eric's aunt didn't want to come...&lt;br /&gt;Which means, Sonia AND Eric didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, guess what I got to finish?? thats right! BBF!!! Not how I was hoping to finish it... But never less, I did, now I got all the OST stuck in my head...&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention how much Im in love with Kim Hyun Joong?? Good lord oh baby &lt;333. Btw: all Korean celebs name sound so similar to me lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc208/tazusa_04/3.jpg" border="0" alt="ang cute Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_oGglT1Y-M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="150" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-4715377101103775125?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/4715377101103775125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-u-believe-in-luv-at-first-site-or-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/4715377101103775125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/4715377101103775125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-u-believe-in-luv-at-first-site-or-do.html' title='&quot;do u believe in luv at first site? or do i have to walk by u again?&quot;'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-8944705272521887472</id><published>2009-08-20T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T13:56:12.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in Place</title><content type='html'>Okay, a lil side note, You can also follow me on Tumblr now, BUt I still like Blogger better, anyways, yea. My tumblr: ibitetm.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the real blog:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Ill tell you about my summer her, well, not all of it, just the REALLY fun highlights, too much to talk about I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photoshoot: My friend use to be a side model when she was younger, so one day, we borrowed her friends friends backdrop and lights and her friends do photography as a hobby so we camerawhored from 11pm to 9pm, my dad was pisseddddddd, oh did I mention she works for my dad? oops…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Karoke: After watching transformers2 with my friend, I had family dinner with her family to celebrate her and 3 of her cousin for getting into their dream college. Then we went to karoke where the were playing this Cantonese dice game, and whoever lost drinks a cup of beer, and guess whos a n00b at that game? my friends cousin, so then he got all drunk and singing weird songs…. that was fun to watch….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theme parks and Saki: Soooo, we went to a themepark one day and stupid me kinda forgot to screw the cap on my soda properly so I soaked my cellphone and camera and I was terribly afraid that my dad will eat me alive when I tell him. So when we went back for dinner that day, I told my friends to try to get my dad kinda drunk so its easier to tell him the bad news… Well, all those years of drinking with overly expensing people in China can teach dad a thing or two… before he was even near drunk, as in, didnt even touch the D in drunk.. my friend… kinda… Sorry ^^//////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karoke and shock pens: Ahhh yes, Arent Karokes fun? So, last night night… second to last night in China my friend invited a buncha people to Karoke. I had this pen that shocks you a bit when you press it, and everyguy that came in, I tried then pen on them, and end up getting 4guys numbers, i would have got more if the last victim didnt break it -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day in China: I was changed for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-8944705272521887472?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/8944705272521887472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/lost-in-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8944705272521887472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8944705272521887472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/08/lost-in-place.html' title='lost in Place'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-7932288754980053428</id><published>2009-06-21T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:36:50.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and God invented summer so sue will know the real meaning of life &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I &lt;333 summer&lt;br /&gt;okai, imma summarize since its just too crazy&lt;br /&gt;friday = sleepover with nancy, vivian, eliene, kelsey and connie c. well connie and kelsey couldnt stay but it was okai. ate soo much, fatti &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to great america the next day with connie, i had so much fun that i screamed my voice into an asian hooker/ hannah montana -___- hwich one is worse? "I love u long time~" or "but daddy!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Then im workng at megan's wih Sonia and Stephanie. Super fun. &lt;br /&gt;We did crazy stuff like prank call ppl, spike up the kids hair into a mohawk and go to the new water park in fremont ^^&lt;br /&gt;All the cute cool kids like andrew and angela are gone, a bunch of annoying ones. Cept Chris and Anthony, they are soooo cute!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;New coworkers too&lt;br /&gt;TEresa = use to be THE it asian girl at HS... now 26, still havent graduated from SJ state college..&lt;br /&gt;Alex = okai looking white washed captain of the basketball team in HS now in San DIego&lt;br /&gt;Daisy = from Indonesia, really nice and so good with the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still excited for summer&lt;br /&gt;And to make life even better, getting a dog when I come back!&lt;br /&gt;ILML&lt;br /&gt;I love my life &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-7932288754980053428?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/7932288754980053428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-then-went-to-great-america-next-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/7932288754980053428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/7932288754980053428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-then-went-to-great-america-next-day.html' title='and God invented summer so sue will know the real meaning of life &lt;3'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-2733506213535533872</id><published>2009-06-10T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:00:25.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer...summer...summer...</title><content type='html'>I felt like I have having a cheesy HIgh School musical 2 "summer...summmer....summer" moment this whole week. I would have blogged sonner since web design was a perfect time but Brad keep on trying to look -__- (remind me to Burn my calculator now that he put it on.... places....)&lt;br /&gt;Shall i skip the boring "OMG THIS TEST WAS SOO HARD!!!" boring compliments? I think so too.&lt;br /&gt;Well basically, on Sunday, stayed up till 4:30 to study, strangely, I wasn't tire at all the next day, what a shocker.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I went to lunch with Kristal and Nancy at this Chinese place in Down Town, wasn't as bad as I thought. Bumped into Olivia and Rebbecca there. &lt;br /&gt;Then me and Nancy was suppose to go to her house to help me with math... ended up playing monopoly instead. And realized how its kinda no surprise that Im failing math bcz I can't even count xD &lt;br /&gt;Todai I was just staring at the clock all day, and I didn't even care how much I screwed up, It was kinda fustrating listening to other ppl complain how they are gonna get a A instead of A+ bcz they "failed" the test -__-. I have a B- damn! Get over it! According to Michael, if I wanna go to precal+trig honors, I need a C... Im not even sure if I can get that. Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;Well as of 12:20 of june 10, 2009, Im a sophomore and freshman year is behind me, I never wanna pick it back up.&lt;br /&gt;Then Today, Christine came to my house after finals and tried to help me find my Chinese book but I didn't find it till after she left and I accidently jammed her finger on the door :OOOO&lt;br /&gt;She used my sweet and sur cause packs as ice pack -__-&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you about my schudule for the summer but it's more fun to follow the story as it happens, no?&lt;br /&gt;Haha ummmmm k, Imma go camera whore now xD&lt;br /&gt;baibai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-2733506213535533872?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/2733506213535533872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-felt-like-i-have-having-cheesy-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/2733506213535533872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/2733506213535533872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-felt-like-i-have-having-cheesy-high.html' title='summer...summer...summer...'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-6267822250290179222</id><published>2009-06-03T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:38:46.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hugs, kisses and ----</title><content type='html'>I hate dreams. Dreams = life mocking me.&lt;br /&gt;And just a SUI(stupid useless information) everytime I have a dream, I change my ringtone, because that ringtone reminds me how that moment when I woke up and everything was gone. Im so retarded...&lt;br /&gt;I spent my whole weekend working on my research paper for World Geo -__-&lt;br /&gt;Monday was pretty boring, actually this whole week is boring with no highlights I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday in the library everyone started to talk about Ashley and how she doesnt seem nice. But they dont know anything. I love that woman &amp;hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:32:27 PM): and my latest obsession changed ^^&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:32:29 PM): hold on&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:32:59 PM): to what?&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:33:08 PM): this chinese ulzzang magician &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:33:15 PM): wow.&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:33:17 PM): yay.&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:33:20 PM): shimmy = mine now/&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:33:28 PM): oh no&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:33:35 PM): b4 it was that blond guy from goong&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:40:06 PM): he gonna be my husband&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:40:09 PM): I have made my mind&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:40:21 PM): bye, ********!&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:40:28 PM): oh no&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:40:32 PM): im still keeping ********&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:40:40 PM): u have 567656789 husband and u dont hear me saying bb&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:40:51 PM): Hhahafine.&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:41:04 PM): thats right&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:41:49 PM): kxghsf&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:42:03 PM): yay i win ^^V&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:42:12 PM): not really.&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (5:42:32 PM): at least i get to keep my husbands&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:42:55 PM): hehee&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:42:56 PM): JEHO.&lt;br /&gt;QuEeN aShLeY pOo (5:43:01 PM): I will have him married to me next year.&lt;br /&gt;We are such retards &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;A rumors have been going around that I want to become a stripper in Vegas ( I use that as a joke everytime I fail a test) But seriously,the people who can believe such stupid rumors, I probably dont care much for them anywais.&lt;br /&gt;Heard some pretty interesting things about people in Saratoga. My conclusion is: Wimps.&lt;br /&gt;If you can say something behind someone's back but can't say it to their face, really? Wooow. I find that kinda funny. &lt;br /&gt;Got year book todai. I look so disgusting as in worse than usual. Screwed my Kindom test up bbbbbbbaaaaaaaddddddddddd. &lt;br /&gt;Somethings really great happened to Nancy yesterday =] ( I thought that story sounded a bit familar...)&lt;br /&gt;Year book came out today. I look like shit -___-&lt;br /&gt;Btw: changed my profile song. Like it? I was thinking about changing the template but I couldnt find better ones, this one is rly cute and describes me. Ilu Ash!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-6267822250290179222?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/6267822250290179222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/06/hugs-kisses-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/6267822250290179222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/6267822250290179222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/06/hugs-kisses-and.html' title='hugs, kisses and ----'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-8121774705663485906</id><published>2009-05-29T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:15:14.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cuss my a.. I mean butt out</title><content type='html'>Trying not to cuss is so hard. Who ever invented cussing anyways? I'd like to know.&lt;br /&gt;This is not a good week for my electronics. FIrst my cell phone then my ipod, how am I gonna survive without my babies? I gained so much weight this week &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;IM planning a surprise part fr a certain someone, and to get all of u guys hpe up, its not a bday part ^^. &lt;br /&gt;Good thing is my mom and i isnt fighting anymore, so at least I dont have the earge to burn a hole in ur wall each day. That's good right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the song btw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uqr8q7RheXg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="180" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw: I MIGHT get a dog. I like Connie's first reaction:&lt;br /&gt;"IM getting a dog"&lt;br /&gt;"WAT??? OMG NO!!! YOU CANT DO THAT! THATS TOO CRUEL!!"&lt;br /&gt;Thx alot Connie xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-8121774705663485906?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/8121774705663485906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/trying-not-to-cuss-is-so-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8121774705663485906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8121774705663485906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/trying-not-to-cuss-is-so-hard.html' title='cuss my a.. I mean butt out'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-8855391466850125170</id><published>2009-05-26T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:33:33.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SF weekend</title><content type='html'>Had one of the worst/ best weekend ever.. I don't know where to start...&lt;br /&gt;Howabout Friday? since all I did was waste my time online, Im such a achiever right?&lt;br /&gt;Then On Saturday, my mom dragged me and Sonia to Golf with her -___-. After that we went to eat a buffet in El Camino, it was Mongolian and REALLY REALLY good!! Teehee~ Im such a fatii &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we went movie hopping from Angels and Demons to the Night at the Museum 2 until like 1am ^^&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I woke up at 8 and just laied in my bed reading (old Clique books teehee~) until my mom knocked at my door around 10 o'clock telling me we are going to SF with Sonia, Ali and her nefew Eric... Here's my reaction ----&gt; O______O&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen Eric for months.. Well I only seen him once anyways but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;And he is soo cute &lt;3 I know, if he's reading this... Im screwed.&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, at first it was a bit weird when we first arrived at his house. We ent to SF to see a Latin America Festival, well since we are asian we parked at best buy to save money and went in so it look like we were shopping there. We camera whored on the mac there for half an hour. That was crazyyyy fun&lt;br /&gt;THe festival was kinda boring but oh well *shrugs* the adults went to dinner while me and Eric ans Sonia went shopping &lt;3333333&lt;br /&gt;I skipped dinner so i can use that 5 dollars for cloth lol.&lt;br /&gt;And then we wnet to Eric's house for asian gamble.&lt;br /&gt;Te kids forced us to play with them but after 10 minute, their short attention spanned head difted off and went to play video games outside so me and Eric was all playing with his Iphone in the room when our parents got all paranoid and made such a big deal out of it and I was sooooooo embarrassed -___-. Now I don't know what to say to him the next time I see him... It was so fcking embarrasing... Oh wait... Im trying not to cuss these days.. sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, and then something else happened that maybe I'll look back and laugh at someday but.... not now... Now, i Just simply dont want to think back at it...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, MOnday, fight with mom.. typical, wasted the whole day basically...&lt;br /&gt;And today in school... Nothing special except pig dissection, oh babii &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Okai Im done&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-8855391466850125170?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/8855391466850125170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/had-one-of-worst-best-weekend-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8855391466850125170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8855391466850125170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/had-one-of-worst-best-weekend-ever.html' title='SF weekend'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-582148031615622344</id><published>2009-05-19T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:15:14.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im so fricking full right now I think I might have a top model moment... The ugly chyme side of models.. IM such a pig, that should be no surprise to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing during the weekend except procrastinate and procrastinate some more. Bought a new one piece swimsuit for 12 dollars. Screw Macy's, the magic of old Navy's ;)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Scientists are right on the fact that your personality changes during your teen years. I use to think free time and break is a time to do extra homework and study for tests 3 months away. Now it's time to do homework that I was too lazy to do last night and study for tests that's 20minutes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally failed my Math test today. Mr. Bingham was all "oh it's easy, it's just like the STAR test" pshhhhh. The STAR test was multiple choice, was this muliple choice?? Okay, the choice was basically do or fail... No wait, actually there was no choice.. just, fail, no other possible choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHinese... we presented the how chinese effected my life" project that I never did... oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT lunch I was all high and screaming "Bangkok" out loud while attempting to do my english homework I like how COnnie and Hansen was both just going "oh yea... he's collecting it today... yup" and won't help me with it &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English, watched Great Expectation, Mr. Rector pointed out how guys always end up liking the girl who slaps him across the face and says she hate him... Hmmmmm.. maybe I should do that... Then he'd slap me back and tell me he hate me and mean it... And I'll still like him... Guess it only works when the good looking one does it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio, looked at live animals samples today.. wait... they weren't alive... They were preserved... IDK which is worse... And AJ pointed out how a mouse have balls but no Penis... How interesting... Very observant... Ugggghhhh I got the last test in bio Thursday and I am soooo procrastinating as usual. FUnny you'd think I will know all about what happens when a googo goes inside a Hooha. But no, Im still gonna fail it.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-582148031615622344?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/582148031615622344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-fricking-full-right-now-i-think-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/582148031615622344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/582148031615622344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-fricking-full-right-now-i-think-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-1189704794792094329</id><published>2009-05-15T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:07:45.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gee. I'm blogging more and more now, which means my life is getting more and more interesting... Or less and less interesting =P. Ah whatevs =P. Maybe I should get a new blog layout like everyone else I'm subscribing is doing. Oh baii &lt;3 I'll pay a visit to createblog when I have the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how the more this evil woman I am forced to call my mother forces me to do good in school, the less I feel like doing anything. RIght now, all I want is to get out of that house and go somewhere else. My dream University is actually UCLA. That place just seem like everything I wanted. But right now, I'm most looking forward to just getting out of the control of that evil woman.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, okay so next week for memorial day, we may go rafting. We = my family + Sonia's family + maybe Baron's family? Okai I personally don't care about Baron at all but if his family go maybe Erik may go... Everyone is telling me Erik may be gay but I'll believe it when I see it myself... Or maybe not even then -___- Whatever, crush my dreams God!! Maybe he's bi, that'll be hot... Oh My... WHat the hell am I saying? I'm really thinking that now??? GO AWAI STUPID THOUGHTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a weirdie dream. It was more of a flashback to MCS. I remember when I ran and hid behind the staircase in daycare while everyone tried to find me and at the same time Audrey was singing aloud that song from P!ATD I forgot the name but that's not important, because I remember the lyrics and it went like "We are still so young... Desperate for attention..." Hmmm... Maybe That IS why I did it... the running awai and outbreaks... SO what about now? What am I doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, since Vivian payed for my soda last Friday, I had to come to school without makeup today. How stupid since I lost all my money that day anyways so might as well payed for that soda myself*shrugs*. It felt really weird... Like I forgot to bring my homework or something. Then she HAD to tell everyone about it and everyone was all going "Oh yea... you look better..." Idk, what were they suppose to say? "Oh ewww, you need makeup to cover up your ugliness"? Whatevs... At least saved me some time during P.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were in the locker taking a shower after PE (as awkward as that sound) I told Ida how I was born in England and then we begin talking.. Okay I begin to talk about how my mom got an abortion 1/2 a year before she was pregnant with me and then 1/2 year later, when she got pregnant with me. she only had me because she didn't want to keep on getting abortions... Wow... I feel so loved right now... My mom tried to get rid of me once and my dad abandoned me till when I was 9.. Oh Babii... What loving parents I have...&lt;br /&gt;I'm in web design right now.. finally finished with my project.. We were suppose to follow a tutorial and make a game but I fail at making games so I kinda just ripped it off the internet and modified it, Im such a good student &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;10 more minute before class get out yay!! Then I have to go come and face my scary evil mother.. *shivers and twitches*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-1189704794792094329?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/1189704794792094329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-gee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/1189704794792094329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/1189704794792094329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-gee.html' title=''/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-3795682703377664798</id><published>2009-05-13T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:49:45.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seems kinda early to blog about my week. BUt idk why Im in a bloggy mood today =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can be like those weird people who consider Sunday as the begining of the week and tell you about my week so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright... let's see... Irony is a bitch. That's just a fact. Mother's day begin the tensing fight I have been having with my mom this whole week. Yup, Irony's a bitch alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later that night Chris texted me and we haven't talked for a long time so after 11pm due to my retarded phone curfew he called me since that was the only way I can reach the outside world after 11 (so much for the curfew mom...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we stayed up till nearly 2 having Karaoke over the phone... he's not kidding when he say he can hog the mic... or phone... or whatever we were doing by singing songs back and force(mostly back... or forth... or whatever it is when he sings 10songs straight and I don't get a chance.." and strangly, the "begining" of the week, was the highlight of my week... how pathetic... Okay, Technically it was pass 12 so Monday... whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Monday was just so boring... Well it's a monday, whatever you expect I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, started off my day bad by getting angry+disappointment+sad+fustrated by the same little thing that happens all the time that I shouldn't let bug me in the first place and yet it hits me smack above the left boob everyday (know your anatomies, or rather, just look down and see which organ is above the left boob...) &lt;br /&gt;then there wasn't much to it except for this other thing that again I should be used to and shouldn't let it bug me in the first place but hits above the left boob everysingle day... no wonder people ways my boobs are even, what do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;Yea I know, Im so obvious when it comes to what's bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to tell myself "Today is going to be better than the last" (quote Ashley) but it seems like the phrase "It's only gonna get worse." (quote steven) seem to be more and more true each day, totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Today was just basically STAR testing, went downtown to eat lunch with Izzy, I seriously did not know you can find lunch for under double digit in Saratoga downtown... how special. THen I had to come home and more testing, well okay, math SAT subject 2 practice test, whatever, did so bad... Thanks mom, my self esteem is higher now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and Ashley talked for like an hour about life and I guess that made me feel a bit better... for a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now here I am blogging about it &lt;br /&gt;oh joy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-3795682703377664798?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/3795682703377664798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/seems-kinda-early-to-blog-about-my-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/3795682703377664798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/3795682703377664798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/seems-kinda-early-to-blog-about-my-week.html' title=''/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-5483116931210108113</id><published>2009-05-09T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:50:05.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I can say about this week is..... Fck my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okai, usually I would be telling you about the good and bad stuff for my week (not that you care, you are reading tis because you have no life and like to read about others who have no life) I'm just gonna sit here and waste the 29minute I have before my computer turns off because of a evil invention called parental control and a even eviler invention called mom (how ironic that mother's day is tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okai, here we go, I got my math test back this week, I had a 90%, and was happy... until I realized, when the hell did my standard get so low? FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 6 week progress report came out, and my English grade went down a whole Letter grade ( from A to B) because of my participation point, and Mr. Rector wanted to make sure my mom murders me so he commented on the side (excessive talking and sleeping in class. No Mr. Rector, the comment should be "I am sorry for making your daughter's learning experience so painful she have to get away from it in her sleep, shame on me) FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Thursday I did something I regret for life that I will not share with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to make matters worse, Because of E(vil) Rector lowered my grade so Badly in English, And there was some paper due that I left at home, I had to beg my perverted neighbor Steven to give me a ride home now I own him "favors" *shiver and twitches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, hen I thought I can finally have SOME peace in life my going to watch 17 again on Friday, I lost my wallet along with my keys, and this evil woman I am forced to call mother yelled at me for 3hours and I have 2 scratch marks on my right arm thanks to her "love and care"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Fck off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai Im done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx for reading this wonderful blog, makes you wish your life was as great as mine right?&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-5483116931210108113?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/5483116931210108113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-i-can-say-about-this-week-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/5483116931210108113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/5483116931210108113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-i-can-say-about-this-week-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-395858663590298031</id><published>2009-04-28T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:09:14.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4-28</title><content type='html'>Amazing how much i procrastinate like a pro when It comes Chinese class... I find it more difficult to write in Chinese than English now =P (at least when it comes to Chinese class work).\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, I guess I get to blog about my week... er.. end? My week was too boring. SO Friday = procrastination on myspace&gt; Chris called me at like 1:30 but I had my cell on silent and he was being an asshole later by keep on ignoring my calls and text and when he finally picked up hung up on me mid-sentence... wtf?? Then he texted me yesterday and called me when he was like driving or something. Sometimes I feel like I am his last resort, just when he is bored and no one else to talk to... whatevs -__-. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not that I give too much of a damn anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I kinda skipped Saturday and Sunday =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday, woke up at like 10 but end up arriving at the hiking trail in Los Gatos at around 11.. then hiking as usual, gosh no matter how much hiking I do I am still so fat &gt;[[. But I REFUSE TO RUN EVEN FOR THE SAKE OF NOT HAVING LAYERS OF EPIDERMIS SPILLING OUT OF MY SWIM SUIT IN TWO WEEKS FOR SWIMMING IN PE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to art class, so norm, checked out the dollar store next door while waiting for my life to pick me up and they actually have pretty cute (useless) things there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; And Audrey came over to go see Derek's lil' concert thing with me ^___^ Haven't seen her in awhile, but she look just as I guessed I guess. Rebel with all that hair dye and chains and heavy makeup (I shouldn't be talking..) and well... I guess the place was kinda small but kinda cozy looking (not to me but maybe to people who hang there all the time) remind me of the 6th grade daycare/ lounge we use to have in MCS... except much bigger and better looking. The music was more Audrey than sue but that was okay. I had an asian scene kid overload and she had an white hard rock kid overload so it worked out... Derek's show was last so... like 10:30 to 11:00 pm? My bitchy mom won't let me stay which kinda just killed the purpose of going... what a flammofemaledog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time Audrey kept on reminding me that JUnryl is gay just to see me get all 6th-grade-Austin, and we were talking about the stupid moments of MCS I guess it was interesting to see things from a different view after 3 years passed. LOL @ Crystal light + hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I swear God is trying to tell me something... Because after spending time with Audrey and having her tell about about Junryl and his gayness (literally) I went asian gambling (so my mom let me go asian gamble till like 1am but won't let me stay and watch Derek's performance at 11... wtf??) and ironically enough, the were telling me how they think Eric &lt;i&gt; might &lt;/i&gt; be gay... I keep on telling them I'll believe it when i see it... GOD WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a brief update on yesterday... er... well, switched seats in English and since it was the last 6 weeks we get to choose our own seat... And since I'm sue and sue kinda rhymes with not thinking i decided to choose the seat smack on front of Mr. Rector... Goodbye sleepy time... And he said if he ever catches me talking to Megan or Izzy during class he's gonna make me sit next to Gustavo O___O and that i will have to feel his presence in all 5 senses except for one ( I WILL NEVER TASTE GUSTAVO &gt;[) Think i might just not talk this once for the sake of my fear of sitting next to Gustavo.............................. *shivers and twitches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ashley finally told me she got her phone fixed so I end up texting her instead of studying most of the night and failing my math test this morning... I told her how i hate this year the most because 6 weeks before the year end, and I made NO progress whats so ever...&lt;br /&gt;She told me I really should just open my usually big fat and loud beyond repair mouth and talk to "him". And how she quoted from somone else " one of the worst categories in life are: could have, would have, and should have"&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can do that... but it's like I'm Sue antisue when i see him...&lt;br /&gt;AND NO YOU WILL NOT TELL YOU WHO HE IS... IF HE EXISTED WHICH HE DOESNT!! JUST A SHEER IMAGINATION!!! STOP THINKING I LIKE SOMEONE &gt;[[[[[&lt;br /&gt;okay class is about to end... okthxbye (god I'm starting to sound like that Jeffrey Chang -___-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-395858663590298031?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/395858663590298031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/395858663590298031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/395858663590298031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-28.html' title='4-28'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-3540961714991290796</id><published>2009-04-20T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:14:35.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4-23-09</title><content type='html'>I guess I'll give a quick highlight of last week =P.&lt;br /&gt;SO basically my dad came and I went to Fremont on Friday since his hotel was there. Didn't really get to see him but I did manage to get my photoshop installed (illegally of course) and ate some REAL chinese food, well as real as you can get in the U.S anyways. My gave me some super expensive pearls which was a big disappointment since I can't even sell it n ebay because the proof is in Chinese and we all know chinese people won't buy real pearls on ebay =P. So I'm gonna see what I can do wh it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday we took him to Sanata Row and I was kinda sad at first we didn't get a chance to go shopping(haha yes, I'm so evil) but then the next day my mom said he left me 200 dollars. Yay! but my mom is "keeping" 150 of that "for me"&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, and I kinda failed all my SAT practice tests. I'm such a noob =___=&lt;br /&gt;It's like 5million degrees this week, I'm on th verge of dying from heat stroke each day.&lt;br /&gt;Career day on tuesday: 1. Small business, pretty boring; 2. Fashion design, that was pretty fun; 3. photography, a bit boring i guess.&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;i totally forgot&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, when I was in the Great Mall (for all of you great mall haters, I get twice as much cloths because I only have to pay 1/2 as much money for each, so yea, I win, the end) And I was in icings, there was three (hot xD) fobby guy all looking at earings and discussing it like a political issue, I didn't know whether to A. Laugh like a hyena; B. Take a pics and post it on this blog; or C. stare with a very startled eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, just a little side note here.&lt;br /&gt;And Wednesday I literally felt like fainting in WebDesign class and I had Brian constantly throwing paper at my back whcih totally was like =___=&lt;br /&gt;Haha he tried to invade my computer with his mouse again but too bad my computer was forzen xD.&lt;br /&gt;And we are doing a lil "choose your own adventure" thing with flash, and I was on Marajuwana (mariujana)  that day or something and decide to come up with this super complex idea only to realize after he approved it (can't change) that I am going to have to draw EVERY FRICKIN SCENE!!) -__-&lt;br /&gt;Im not very smart i guess....&lt;br /&gt;Well, that shouldn't really be a shock either =P.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I finally found out that ^////^ is kinda like a lil blushing person, I know, I don;t know my emicons, I fail as a f0b...&lt;br /&gt;Teehee~ I'm in a good mood right now for pathetic reasons I shall not share with the world.&lt;br /&gt;But I am.&lt;br /&gt;And free food today in English!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope they bring enough, I didn't bring lunch haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ah I'm in CHinese class right now, Gosh Mrs.Fan is going on and on about some chinese contest =__=&lt;br /&gt;omg, speaking of which, i have NO IDEA what to do for my final project for the CHinese novel, seriously... Does she seriously want me to make a video about a guy who almost gets raped by a girl and lies about having AIDS to escape???&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I should just by the DVD of the drama and turn it in as my "report"&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Yes, And when I get it back I shall watch it ^___^&lt;br /&gt;I also NEED to borrow Wolf's Temptation(her other really famous book) and the second series of "He is cool"&lt;br /&gt;Yup Yup, okay, I think I need to present my chinese vs American style of SAT examination essay thing now&lt;br /&gt;Baibai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-3540961714991290796?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/3540961714991290796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-23-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/3540961714991290796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/3540961714991290796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-23-09.html' title='4-23-09'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-3295801643261115112</id><published>2009-04-14T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T10:26:58.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4-14-09</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had another "huge" fight with my mom. Not a big deal anymore since I'm so used to them. Speaking of parents, my dad is coming to the U.S this Thursday. Kind last minute since I was in L.A last week so he couldn't tell me. I could have asked him to bring soooo much stuff for me haha. Well... okay not really, seriously "dad, can you get me one of those really cute fluffy skirts that's really cute and only can get in China?" Really? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sonia kept on rubbing Eric in my face today on aim haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soniay77 (7:20:21 PM): too bad ur spring break wasnt this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soniay77 (7:20:28 PM): cuz we went hiking with eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soniay77 (7:20:28 PM): :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (7:20:33 PM): omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soniay77 (7:20:34 PM): u would want that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (7:20:34 PM): &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeI mEi xOxO (7:20:37 PM): !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soniay77 (7:20:45 PM): and im at his house right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=____=&lt;br /&gt;And that's just the 1st 5 minute...&lt;br /&gt;oh well, not much I can do about it =P&lt;br /&gt;I am really obsessed with the song love story by Taylor Swift even though I usually don't listen to American music.&lt;br /&gt;It's rrrreeeaaallllyyyy good through ^__^&lt;br /&gt;Haha I have been pigging out ever since I went to Disney since I got used to eating alot during that time xDD&lt;br /&gt;Fatty &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-3295801643261115112?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/3295801643261115112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-i-had-another-huge-fight-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/3295801643261115112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/3295801643261115112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-i-had-another-huge-fight-with.html' title='4-14-09'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-3882502457786241528</id><published>2009-04-12T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:11:33.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4-12-09</title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Spring break is so boring this year.&lt;br /&gt;Yea i went to LA and all but that was boring too =P&lt;br /&gt;And i ate sooo much during the trip&lt;br /&gt;fatty &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the 10hr ar rie (5 hr to there and another 5 back) reading weird Teen books that hopefully is exaggerated. I really don't want to think that any HS is anywhere NEAR as "active and mature" as those books describe people to be -__-&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;omg my life is so boring&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i wish my life would have less drama back in 6th grade and now that i got that i'm still not as happy&lt;br /&gt;I will never be satified im such a spoiled child haha xD&lt;br /&gt;oh the irony&lt;br /&gt;I remember my "zao-zao" journal back in 6th grade lol&lt;br /&gt;good times.&lt;br /&gt;WHat happened to it anyways?&lt;br /&gt;Oh thats right, Darion tossed it away hoping i wuld get over my obsession&lt;br /&gt;guess it didnt work lol&lt;br /&gt;He should have kept it and used it against me haha stupid Darion&lt;br /&gt;Okay not really considering i showed it to everyone and Didn't care who i bitched about.&lt;br /&gt;WHat happened to that sue?&lt;br /&gt;That sue who didn't care who she crossed and had to get her feelings out.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just some shallow wannabe coward who is scared what people think of me althrough i keep on trying to tell myself i don't care and is afraid to speak my mind and hide beneathe layers of makeup.&lt;br /&gt;COmpared to that hideous ugly monster back in MIddle school who would do anything and share her deepest most intense thought and was the deepest person alive and didn't care how many people would hate her and who she would cross to get her feelings acrossed to the world&lt;br /&gt;Wow...&lt;br /&gt;I am so different from who i used to be&lt;br /&gt;and the worse thing is, I dont know hwich one i like better, even if i did, I dont know what i can do about it&lt;br /&gt;*bangs head*&lt;br /&gt;Okay, too deep though&lt;br /&gt;still need to clean my room...&lt;br /&gt;Yea, boring break, werd book about active teens, story of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-3882502457786241528?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-7073270174475273888</id><published>2009-04-01T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:59:33.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4-1-09</title><content type='html'>rawr...&lt;br /&gt;my computer was broken all last week and it hella sucked&lt;br /&gt;well basically this week a bunch of test and also have to cram studying for math SAT 1C into my schedule =___=&lt;br /&gt;and today's debate in WOrld Geo was kinda fun i guess, at first i thought  wouldn't have enough to say but then 10minute into the debate i was sooo into it and hecka sucks when he doesnt give you enough time to address your point =P&lt;br /&gt;and on my way hoe some dude driving down the rode hit on me O_____O&lt;br /&gt;wtf??&lt;br /&gt;oh well, wouldn't even see his face since he drove off too fast.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously should get off and go study right now...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;SO much test this week T^T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-7073270174475273888?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/7073270174475273888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-1-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/7073270174475273888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/7073270174475273888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-1-09.html' title='4-1-09'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-8980666994332772994</id><published>2009-03-27T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:28:45.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3-27-09</title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;my computer broke, very tragic, all those files i have saved in there, and not to mention how much it's gonna cost me T^T.&lt;br /&gt;very very tragic, so sad that my mom is going on a date every friday now.. not because i want her at home, ew no(no offense). But because that means she breaks her tradition of going to her friend's house to gamble and I dont get to go and hang out with Sonia either. Rawr... and to top it off I'm super hungry but It's like.. 10pm, and i dont want to eat after 10pm, I'm already a fatty acud =P. Speaking of materialistic thing, idk why, all week everyone was bugging me about my makeup =___=. I'll give it up next year for lent, too late to start now... right...?&lt;br /&gt;And OMG, stayed up till at least one this whole week reading that chinese book, sooooooooo good!!!! I'm at the last 20pages and I am trying to not read as much because I don't want it to end so soon. I'm such a retard I know =___=. Ahhhhh!! so Hungry.. Tons oh hw this weekend... I should get started... No, it's 10:30 on a friday night, what better way to waste it than browsing through stupid stuff online?? and Since I'm on my mom's computer and she doesn't every come back home until after midnight when she goes out, I have till Midnight, oh yes, the joy.&lt;br /&gt;I still miss my own computer through T^T&lt;br /&gt;rawr... Hungry.. resist sue.. resist....................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;...............................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;oh screw calories, Imma go eat... dinner? xiao yue? whatever it is, Imma go eat now =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-8980666994332772994?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/8980666994332772994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-27-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8980666994332772994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/8980666994332772994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-27-09.html' title='3-27-09'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-1302911957925871985</id><published>2009-03-24T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:14:38.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!st blog</title><content type='html'>Guess I'm gonna start blogging about my life since it's so interesting -_____-&lt;br /&gt;what did I do today?&lt;br /&gt;Meh, Listened to Mr. Bingham rant about credit card and now we have to read the lesson at home.  Chinese, usual bullshit, English... i was strangly quiet in English, which was strange. And bio was just rushing through all the notes.&lt;br /&gt;Apearantly that book i stayed up reading till 2am last night because it was so addicting was written by an internet author in Korean and it have been made into a drama. But according to Jennifer, the male main character in the drama is really ugly and i don't want to ruin my perfect imaginary image of him, I am not going to watch the drama ^___^&lt;br /&gt;During lunch i was kinda quiet because i was upset at something and everyone was all like "sue.... why aren't you talking?? its so weird, it's like you are mad or something, say something!! it's tooo quiet!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;haha wooooooow, they are never satisfied no matter what...&lt;br /&gt;And after school i had to baby sit the Gwennie Twins, it actually wasnt THAT bad i guess. They just did their homework with super annoying loud voices and phone calls to their friends going "what do we wear tomorrow????" "omg! she's so spoiled! she have a phone, we can only get one after 5th grade graduation" -_____-&lt;br /&gt;and now, I'm home, blogging about my oh so interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;Lovely right?&lt;br /&gt;okai Imma go showa now =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-1302911957925871985?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/1302911957925871985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/1302911957925871985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/1302911957925871985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-blog.html' title='!st blog'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288304741447854319.post-6617277441843173413</id><published>2008-11-08T21:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:01:53.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6288304741447854319-6617277441843173413?l=prettiidollz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/feeds/6617277441843173413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2008/11/testing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/6617277441843173413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288304741447854319/posts/default/6617277441843173413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettiidollz.blogspot.com/2008/11/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>sue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08365321528550490747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hu6-2pmIDaU/SeKywr9ZBmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/r8X4AFzXijI/S220/UMBRELLA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
