<?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-4274758059088870506</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:22:33.526+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty lies within</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1603412831195651266</id><published>2011-11-23T16:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T16:49:27.905+11:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of My Weaknesses.</title><content type='html'>I tend to over think things. When a situation comes up, I analyse the fuck out of it and I think about what has happened, what could've happened, what would've happened and I create a million scenarios in my head. I think this is why I'm so depressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1603412831195651266?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1603412831195651266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-of-my-weaknesses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1603412831195651266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1603412831195651266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-of-my-weaknesses.html' title='One Of My Weaknesses.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1273558867665843479</id><published>2011-11-23T15:42:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T16:39:53.167+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. How are you?&lt;/span&gt; I never know how to answer this.. Do they want you to say how you really are? I think they just want you to say good. So.. good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Post a picture of yourself.&lt;/span&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Do you ever wish you were someone else?&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes I wish I could have what other people have, but I have never wanted to be someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. What is your entire name?&lt;/span&gt; ..Mailin Nguyen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. How old are you?&lt;/span&gt; 16, 17 in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Your zodiac/horoscope and if you think it fits your personality:&lt;/span&gt; Taurus, and I think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. What did you do on your last birthday?&lt;/span&gt; I had a party at my friends place with all my close friends. We got our drank on and it was heaps of fun. On another note though, I've never had a really special birthday.. Like one that was like "WOW!" :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. What is one thing you would like to accomplish before your next birthday?&lt;/span&gt; I want to lose 5kg! Like really bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. What is your hair color?&lt;/span&gt; My hair is black and at the tips its brown because my hair is really dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. Have you ever dyed your hair?&lt;/span&gt; Yeap, it was a while ago though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11. What is your eye color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12. If you could change your eye color, would you?&lt;/span&gt; Light Hazel? Idm though, with brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;13. Do you wear contacts/glasses?&lt;/span&gt; I wear glasses! I hate it, life's so difficult LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;14. Your opinion about your body and how confortable you are with it:&lt;/span&gt; I hate my body, like really hate it. I'm not comfortable at all. Quite insecure. Like really insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15. Have you ever considered plastic surgery? What would you alter about your body?&lt;/span&gt; Boob job! I want them to be really round! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;16. Say 8 facts about your body:&lt;/span&gt; Everything is yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;17. Do you have any tattoos?&lt;/span&gt; Nope, I'll be getting some when I'm older though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;18. Do you have any piercings?&lt;/span&gt; Yeap, I have a few ear piercings and my hips are pierced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;19. Left or right handed?&lt;/span&gt; Righty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;20. Do you drink?&lt;/span&gt; Yeap, on occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;21. Do you smoke?&lt;/span&gt; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;22. Do you have any pets?&lt;/span&gt; Nope, just a lot of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;23. Do you have any “rules” about food?&lt;/span&gt; No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;24. What talent do you wish you’d been born with?&lt;/span&gt; DRAWING! Omgod, life would be complete. I would be able to do everything I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;25. Are you a bad person?&lt;/span&gt; No, I don't believe I am. I try with my whole self to be a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;26. Are you nice to everyone?&lt;/span&gt; Yeap, unless the treat my otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;27. Has someone ever spread a nasty rumor about you?&lt;/span&gt; Not that I know of? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28. Share 2 habits:&lt;/span&gt; I'm not sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;29. What is your ideal career?&lt;/span&gt; I wanna be an interior designer or a magazine editor. Or a tattoist, anything practical and creative I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;30. Is your life anything like it was two years ago?&lt;/span&gt; Nope, I'm a much stronger person now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;31. Do you replay things that have happened in your head?&lt;/span&gt; OH, here's a habit. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;32. Say 10 facts about your room:&lt;/span&gt; It's quite small, though I have a King size bed which I must say its COMFORTABLE AS FUCK!, all my furniture is white, I have blue walls, one wall is covered with a window, and It's the only place I can be myself. That's all I can say about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;33. Do you have any phobias?&lt;/span&gt; I am scared fuckless of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;34. Ever broken any bones?&lt;/span&gt; Nope, mortal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;35. Share something about yourself others might think is weird:&lt;/span&gt; .. Idk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;36. Do you have a facebook? If so, would you add the person who sent you this?&lt;/span&gt; Yeap. I got this off tumblr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;37. Quote you try to live by:&lt;/span&gt; "Keep everyone close to your heart because one day you might wake and up and realize you've lost a diamond while too busy looking for stones." and the one in the side bar are my favs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;38. What’s your favorite band/singer?&lt;/span&gt; Too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;39. Dogs or cats?&lt;/span&gt; Giraffes :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;40. What are the top five places you wish you could go before you die?&lt;/span&gt; Around America, Abu Dhabi, Italy, Paris and Amsterdam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;41. What are four things you can’t live without and why?&lt;/span&gt; My family, my friends, my significant other and living essentials. Everything is self explanatory. I'm not really materialistic and all that, I can live without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;42. Are you more like your mom or your dad?&lt;/span&gt; Like my dad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;43. Do you have any siblings?&lt;/span&gt; I have two older brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;44. Are you going out of town soon?&lt;/span&gt; Maybe in Jan with my lover :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;45. Would you ever smile at a stranger?&lt;/span&gt; I always :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;46. Do you have someone you can be your complete self around?&lt;/span&gt; Yeap, a few. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;47. Who is your most loyal friend?&lt;/span&gt; ..Awkward moment when you don't have any loyal friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;48. Have you ever felt replaced?&lt;/span&gt; Nope, I don't need anybody who doesn't need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;49. Do you ever want to get married?&lt;/span&gt; Yes, I cannot wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;50. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?&lt;/span&gt; I don't think so, that's too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;51. Do you get jealous easily?&lt;/span&gt; Not the simple things like, items or looks but the things that actually matter to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;52. Do you like to dance?&lt;/span&gt; DO I?! I dance regularly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;53. What was the first concert/show you attended?&lt;/span&gt; Never been to an official one but the school has organised things at school and I've met Jessica Maulboy, Israel Cruz, Justice Crew and a few more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;54. You’re in a tattoo parlor about to get inked. What are you getting done?&lt;/span&gt; EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;55. You’re given $10,000… under one condition: You cannot keep the money for yourself. Who would you give it to?&lt;/span&gt; To my boyfriend, so he can buy me things, HEHE! I'd give 5k to my parents, spread 2.5k around my friends and boyfee and 2.5k to charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;56. What is the first curse word that comes to mind?&lt;/span&gt; Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;57. Are you a procrastinator or do you get things done early?&lt;/span&gt; Procrastinator, I try not to be though :( But if I really need to get something done, I will do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;58. Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about?&lt;/span&gt; Nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;59. Do you hate anyone?&lt;/span&gt; No, just a lot of dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;60. Are you good at hiding your feelings?&lt;/span&gt; You wouldn't understand how good I am at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;61. Do you care if people talk badly about you?&lt;/span&gt; Depends who and if it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;62. One thing you’re excited for:&lt;/span&gt; The next 3 months are gonna be amazing :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;63. Who is your celebrity crush?&lt;/span&gt; TEEEHEEE BRADLEY COOPER!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1273558867665843479?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1273558867665843479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/meep-for-david.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1273558867665843479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1273558867665843479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/meep-for-david.html' title=''/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-5167333160145241146</id><published>2011-11-21T18:02:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T19:37:34.054+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow!</title><content type='html'>How old will you be in five years? God-damn I will be 21.&lt;br /&gt;Who did you spend at least two hours with today? Idk.. I had school. I spent the whole day with David yesterday though :)&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you? Not sure.. 156cm or somewhere 'round durrr&lt;br /&gt;What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks? Christmas! Boxing Day, NYE, New Years, birthday parties, too much. December's going to be hectic .&lt;br /&gt;What’s the last movie you saw? Me, Myself &amp; Irene&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you called? Home.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to call you? My mate, Davo!!&lt;br /&gt;What was the last text message you received? David: "You like that don't ya" &lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer to call or text? Depends who and the situation.&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 12am last night? On the phone with bub.&lt;br /&gt;Are your parents married/separated/divorced? Happily Married, with an awesome child.. I must add :)&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you saw your mom? 5 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;What color are your eyes? Brown 'cause I'm Asian yo!&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up today? Got up at 7:30AM&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now? Tights and a Mooks shirt.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite Christmas song? All I want For Christmas - Mariah &amp; Mistletoe - JB&lt;br /&gt;Where is your favorite place to be? Anywhere as long as I'm with the people I love! &lt;br /&gt;Where is your least favorite place to be? Anywhere scary, dark or anywhere where I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;Where would you go if you could go anywhere? Anywhere? I would go everywhere! First though, explore America, Abu Dhabi, Rome, Spain, Thailand, Paris!&lt;br /&gt;Where do you think you’ll be in 10 years? Hopefully settled down, married and working my dream job. &lt;br /&gt;What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child? As a child?! A CHILD?! Those mother fuckers are still there! The list of scary things is never ending.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing that really made you laugh? Spending time with the boyfran, annoying is always making me laugh :)&lt;br /&gt;How many TVs do you have in your house? 5.&lt;br /&gt;How big is your bed? King size mother fucka!&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a laptop or desktop computer? Desktop&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with or without clothes on? Some clothes, minimal though.&lt;br /&gt;What color are your sheets? Floral because I'm a bitch&lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with? a fluffly pillow, a medium pillow, angry bird round thing which I use as a pillow. &lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite season? Spring and Winter!&lt;br /&gt;What do you like about fall? I like to step on crunchy leaves :)&lt;br /&gt;What do you like about winter? Snuggle Season! &lt;br /&gt;What do you like about the summer? I don't! &lt;br /&gt;What do you like about spring? Perfect weather!&lt;br /&gt;What cities/towns have you lived in? Camperdown and Cabramatta.&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet? Shoes?..&lt;br /&gt;Are you a social person? If I'm comfortable around you, I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite restaurant? Thainamics! &lt;br /&gt;42. What is your favorite ice cream? Vanilla and Dark Chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite dessert? Ice-cream!&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite kind of soup? I don't do soup!&lt;br /&gt;What kind of jelly do you like on your PB &amp; J sandwich? I like peanut butter and strawberry jam toasted! Yumm!!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Chinese food? Meh.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like coffee? I like to smell it..&lt;br /&gt;How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average? Sometimes.. 1 cup?&lt;br /&gt;What do you drink in the morning? Dun drink!&lt;br /&gt;What non-banking related card in your wallet is the most valuable to you? My library card 8) ..&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed? Roll everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to play poker? Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to cuddle? Yeap! Esp. with the aircon on :)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to Canada? I think I went when I was like .. 4? Don't re-call. &lt;br /&gt;Do you have an addictive personality? No. &lt;br /&gt;Do you eat out or at home more often? Mon-Thurs I eat at home and Fri-Sun Dav takes me out to eat :)&lt;br /&gt;What do you miss about highschool, if anything? I still attend.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you? David Dang &lt;br /&gt;Do you want kids? Yes, can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;Do you speak any other languages? Viet.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten stitches? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? No, immortal..&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer an ocean or a pool? Pool!&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seat? Window&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite thing to spend money on? I wouldn't know LMAO&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear any jewelry 24/7? Nope, sometimes my Chanel necklace but I HEARD that someone was gonna get me an infinity ring :o Yeah, I'll wear that 24/7! :)&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite TV show? HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER, watched all seasons like 20 times.&lt;br /&gt;Who is the funniest person you know? Probs Collin! Love that guy :)&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals? No.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;What is the main ring tone on your phone? Penguin - Aviici&lt;br /&gt;Do you still have clothes from when you were little? No, donated&lt;br /&gt;What red object is closest to you right now? Smirnoff.&lt;br /&gt;Do you turn off the water while you brush your teeth? Yeap&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? Got none!&lt;br /&gt;What do you dip a chicken nugget in? Sweet 'n' Sour or Mayo!&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite food? Thai/Laos and Italian!&lt;br /&gt;What is your usual bedtime? 10-12.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last book you read? My Sisters Keeper I think&lt;br /&gt;Do you read the newspaper? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any magazine subscriptions? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you dance in the car? Fistpump!!&lt;br /&gt;Who is in the picture frame closest to you? Me &amp; My brothers!&lt;br /&gt;What was the last note you scribbled on a piece of paper? Major ideas&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite candle scent? Chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite board game? Monopoly, only one I've played&lt;br /&gt;What is the longest you have ever camped out in a tent? 2 Hours..&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to do something extra special for you? David! On Friday 11/11/11 he told me I wasn't gonna see him and I was all sad 'n dat then after school he told me to come over and when I got there, there was a fake rose  on the doorstep and he opened the door and our song started playing and he was standing there in a tux and a bouquet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on sat, I got dressed up and went over his house at 5PM and he told me to close my eyes and he took my into the house. I turned around and opened my eyes the whole hallway to his room was lit up with candles and rose petals  were every where on the ground and he was in a button up and a bow-tie with another bouquet and he asked me out, I said no.. LOL Because a few months back I wrote him a letter for whenever he asked me out and I wanted to be seated first, I didn't tell him why I had said no and he got nervous and that hehe. We then walked into his room and there were candles and rose petals everywhere and a cute little dinner table with everything set up like those fancy restaurants, we sat down and after a while I gave him the letter because he was confused I said no. By the end of the letter he was teary and he stood up and gave me a hug and kiss :). And when we were ready he brought in a meal he cooked himself, it wasn't good but he tried and that's all that counts HAHA. So yeah.. Thats how we started :) Again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-5167333160145241146?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/5167333160145241146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/meow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5167333160145241146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5167333160145241146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/meow.html' title='Meow!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-2791215374847374760</id><published>2011-11-16T20:15:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:36:48.739+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sincerely yours, Mae.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dear Ex Boyfriend/girlfriend:&lt;/span&gt; I hope the best for you and the future. I'm thankful for all you have taught me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dear Future/current Child:&lt;/span&gt; I hope you are as awesome as me! I hope you learn from right and wrong and stand up for what you believe. I hope you find happiness and fulfil your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dear Crush/significant Other:&lt;/span&gt; You make me angry, sad, frustrated and furious but at the end of the day, despite all our problems, you bring me happiness more than anything and I love you, even your fathead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dear Bestfriend:&lt;/span&gt; Tina, I hate you so much. Hehe, seriously, you're annoying, judgemental, and cocky and all that bad stuff.. but I still love you for who you are and what you do for me. I will always be there to take your shit and support you, even if you make the wrong decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dear Mum:&lt;/span&gt; Sigh.. Couldn't you be more of a mum to me. You literally do nothing all day and I do everything. You do one thing and you complain and say I do nothing. You don't talk to me or anything and you never support me. I know one thing for sure, that I'll always be there for my children and never be like you. Even though you're not there, I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dear Dad:&lt;/span&gt; I love you so much. I admire what you do for our family and how strong you are. I love how you are so kind-hearted and caring. I admire you and I hope that I grow up to be like you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dear Future Me: &lt;/span&gt;Hi! I hope you found happiness and are happy! Living in a comfy house with the one you love and going to a job that you love everyday. Never forget who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-2791215374847374760?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/2791215374847374760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/sincerely-yours-mae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2791215374847374760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2791215374847374760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/sincerely-yours-mae.html' title='Sincerely yours, Mae.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-8821898541299971022</id><published>2011-11-14T20:23:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T20:43:27.944+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Want any piercings?&lt;/span&gt; Tongue and smiley! :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Best friend?&lt;/span&gt; Tina and Miguel :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Relationship status:&lt;/span&gt; In a relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Biggest turn offs:&lt;/span&gt; People who do drugs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Favorite Movie:&lt;/span&gt; Matilda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Someone you miss:&lt;/span&gt; David Huynh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A fact about your personality:&lt;/span&gt; I am who I am, not driven by anything or anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What I hate most about myself:&lt;/span&gt; My fae, my body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What I love most about myself:&lt;/span&gt; That I'm independent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What I want to be when I get older:&lt;/span&gt; Some practical art thing.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My relationship with my sibling(s):&lt;/span&gt; Close with my older brother, hardly see my 2nd eldest brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My relationship with my parents:&lt;/span&gt; Close to my dad, enemies with my mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My idea of a perfect date:&lt;/span&gt; Anywhere, aslong as I get to spend time with them alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A description of the girl/boy I like:&lt;/span&gt; The boy I like: David Huynh. 1 thing I can say , looks may be deceiving. His made mistakes but at the end of the day how he makes me feel overtakes the bad. His caring, sweet and funny. I can be myself around him and we share a lot of laughs. He can effortlessly bring a smile to my face and we can never stay mad at each other for too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A description of the person I dislike the most:&lt;/span&gt; They should get their shit together. All I gotta say.&lt;br /&gt;A reason I’ve lied to a friend: Only time I've lied to them about something was when I jigged school LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What I hate the most about school:&lt;/span&gt; The hours :o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What my last text message says:&lt;/span&gt; "Almost there. Got a LILO and stitch" .. Loser, he means a stitch from walking LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What words upset me the most:&lt;/span&gt; Disappointed, selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What words make me the best about myself:&lt;/span&gt; Genuine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A wish that I’ve wished for repeatedly on 11:11:&lt;/span&gt; For him to fark awf LOL dont wish anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where I would like to live:&lt;/span&gt; America! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One of my insecurities:&lt;/span&gt; My body.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who I wish I could be:&lt;/span&gt; No one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where I want to be right now:&lt;/span&gt; With David :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-8821898541299971022?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/8821898541299971022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/8821898541299971022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/8821898541299971022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/bored.html' title='Bored..'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1735822078354041718</id><published>2011-11-09T17:29:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T17:42:11.319+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RWq6LFmDPOU/TrogYWiyoYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hpFBa4SUCEw/s1600/389135_2333851458859_1026987557_32233423_1837123028_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WQX9ZyaJLIk/TrogmSB3gYI/AAAAAAAAAH4/PQAw8bfrLgg/s200/301351_2333804777692_1026987557_32233342_1624545406_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672882522673348994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1735822078354041718?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1735822078354041718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1735822078354041718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1735822078354041718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-party.html' title='Halloween Party!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RWq6LFmDPOU/TrogYWiyoYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hpFBa4SUCEw/s72-c/389135_2333851458859_1026987557_32233423_1837123028_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-7282391479762898771</id><published>2010-12-18T17:02:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T17:10:01.142+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow. Everything that seems important now, won't be anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. What happened today? If it was the last day of your life, how satisfied would you be with your final hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally nothing happened today! If it was the last day of my life, I would've died a sad man. For the last 3 hours I've been sitting here doing jack shit.. So yeah, I'd be pretty bummed if today was my last day. Like.. I have to write goodbye letters to everyone y'know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-7282391479762898771?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/7282391479762898771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2010/12/tomorrow-everything-that-seems.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7282391479762898771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7282391479762898771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2010/12/tomorrow-everything-that-seems.html' title='Tomorrow. Everything that seems important now, won&apos;t be anymore.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-2345412393296330668</id><published>2010-12-05T12:03:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:22:15.943+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail..</title><content type='html'>So much for blogging! I got lazy after the second post and have nothing to write about. So yeah.. atm it's the first week of holidays! And it is so boring. I've been so unproductive. I can feel holiday weight coming on :( I hope next week is more exciting, gonna try and get out and shit. And I'm tryna start posting again, since it's holidays and I have nothing better to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I never thought I'd fall in love in the club. But now I've seen you boy, I can't get enough. So someone please let me know, who's that guy who just walked in the club.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-2345412393296330668?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/2345412393296330668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2010/12/fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2345412393296330668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2345412393296330668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2010/12/fail.html' title='Fail..'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-5595792572077606664</id><published>2010-11-01T17:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:28:49.529+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hai guyz. I'm gonna do the 30 Day Tumblr challange here! :) Going to do 2 today because the questions are pointless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/span&gt; The person you like and why you like them: &lt;br /&gt;I won't say who because I don't want to ruin our friendship. &lt;br /&gt;I like him because he makes me laugh and I feel at ease when I talk to him. Our conversations just flow and I don't even need to try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/span&gt; A famous person you've been compared to: N/A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The truth is, I'm one of those few people who actually care when I ask "What's wrong?". The only problem is that usually I have no idea what to say afterwards or how to make it better. I try not to use phrases like "That sucks" or "I'm sorry", but I still can never find the right words to say. But I promise, I'll always listen. I guess that's all I can do. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-5595792572077606664?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/5595792572077606664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2010/11/hai-guyz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5595792572077606664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5595792572077606664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2010/11/hai-guyz.html' title=''/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1305740159021090462</id><published>2010-10-31T15:48:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:16:04.125+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Better in time</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! It's been so long since I've been here. A lot of things have changed and not all things are the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous post: Yes, it took quite a long time but things are okay now. I don't think or dream about you daily anymore, just once in a while you'll come to my mind. I don't feel that way anymore, and speaking out defiantly helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. as I was saying.. Things aren't the same. Everyone I use to be close to, aren't close to me anymore. I miss how everything use to be and how everyone use to be. And so here I am, talking to my blog :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Oh btw, if your hear to judge and investigate my life, gtfo. And if you think my post are attention seeking or pity seeking, it's not. This is simply a place for me to speak my mind, because I can't orally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1305740159021090462?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1305740159021090462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2010/10/better-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1305740159021090462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1305740159021090462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2010/10/better-in-time.html' title='Better in time'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-8133926410185014702</id><published>2010-01-01T14:57:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T15:48:14.833+11:00</updated><title type='text'>But without you here, time stands still.</title><content type='html'>Goodbye 2009, hello 2010. A new year so this means a fresh start. And I can’t do that unless I get this out, I can’t keep hiding it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I love you, I always have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I relied on time to change my feelings but it’s been more than 2 years, and 2 years is enough time, a long time. So why do I feel this way? Why do I feel the same? Does time really make a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a while since you left me, you’re going on living your life while this still haunts me. I don’t know why I can’t let go. You made me happy, the happiest I’ve ever been and I’ve only start to realize. But it’s a “little” too late. I miss how we spent time together at the park, how we laid there in silence and nothing would disturb us, until you ruined the moment with one of your stupid moves. I loved it. I love it, from our first conversation to our last kiss. I remember it all. How you asked me out till every last bit. You probably won’t even see this, and if you do you wouldn’t even be bothered reading it. But I’m hoping you do, even if I only get a “wdf.”. I just really need you to know how I feel. And all of you are probably thinking “look at this overly obsessed bitch.”, I don’t give a fuck alright. So unless you know me or you’ve been in my shoes, stfu.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My friends are always telling me to move on, to give up. But why? Why should I? They don’t see you the way that I see you. They don’t look into your eyes and see the world. Why would they understand? They can’t possibly imagine what it means to look at your best friend and see all their hopes and dreams come true. I wish for once, just once, they could walk a mile in my shoes. But they wouldn’t need to walk that far, they would just take one step and suddenly, they would take back every bit of ‘getting over you’ advice they had ever given me and realize that moving on or giving up is simply not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate everything, and boy you couldn’t have loved me better. I could go on forever but I’m gonna leave it at this.  And I’m sorry if this freaks you out. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I love you Andy, I always have. 240507.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was a hectic year. So much has happened and lots of things have changed.But I’m ready, 2010 will hopefully be better than 2009. &lt;br /&gt;So here’s to a new start. Happy new year’s everyone, may a good year lay ahead of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-8133926410185014702?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/8133926410185014702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-2009-hello-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/8133926410185014702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/8133926410185014702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-2009-hello-2010.html' title='But without you here, time stands still.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-2234461223537800938</id><published>2009-12-29T19:14:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:33:44.378+11:00</updated><title type='text'>“A good friend is someone who is there for you when they would rather be somewhere else”</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 15th Birthday Monia Nguyen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was meant to go shopping with Hang but she cancelled on me, because she "wasn't allowed to go", LOL. I helped my mum cook.. cos my dad was hogging the comp. She needed to buy something so she pulled me along to the shops with her. I saw hair ties, they were like $5, so I went behind my mum and put it in my pants, she turned back and saw me. She gave me dirties and on our way back she gave me the biggest lecture. So now, if I get caught taxing, I'm gonna die! Fk, so sad. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a little update for you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday 25th:&lt;/span&gt; Had a Christmas party with some close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday 26th:&lt;/span&gt; Not sure, ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday 27th:&lt;/span&gt; Shopping with Xochilt, Peter a) and Peter Le. Bought 2 singlets, taxed a shirt and makeup. Then went to Anna's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday 28th:&lt;/span&gt; Went to watch Avatar with brother Michael.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-2234461223537800938?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/2234461223537800938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/finished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2234461223537800938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2234461223537800938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/finished.html' title='“A good friend is someone who is there for you when they would rather be somewhere else”'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-908854434685666233</id><published>2009-12-23T08:39:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T13:03:55.130+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Past.</title><content type='html'>sarrp. sorry I haven't been blogging lately. I've give you an update of what has been happening in the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday, in the morning, me and Xochilt went shopping. Bought stuff, ate noodle box, then headed back to cabra. Met Hang, Richard, Jenny, Pk, Michael there and we headed to Richards. We drank redlabel shots, I drank like 9 and a half, one after another. I passed out, LOL. I vomited like 3 times. My head was being a bitch! It hurt so much. Went home around 11PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday morning, I was blessed with a hangover! It was hell, my head was doing me in bro! Then I had a dentist appointment.. Great.. I put elastics on, and it's killing me man! Fark! I slept till like 7PM. It was better, but still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on tuesday, it was gone! thank god. I had an interview at McDonald's and I was shitting it. The manager laughed at me :( But I got the job! :D Yay. I'm still screaming inside, roflmao. I went by to Xochilts place to get something, then I walked home in the beaming sun! D: After a while Xochilt came over to play Monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Hang and Linda came over to get ready. We walked to cabra @ 1PM and I went with Xochilt and Nada to Liverpool. The others went with their boyfee's. It was fun, alot of laughs. I got freebies :D Went back to Cabra @ 7PM to get Hang. We went to Xochilts house, had a little swim and walked to my house. We decided to go stealing stuff from peoples gardens, ROFLMAO. We got stuff, and Hang chucked a egg at a dog, and someone came out, we shit ourselves and ran for our lives, LOL. It was funny, Xochilt went home @ 10. Me and Hang ate and she went home @ 11.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-908854434685666233?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/908854434685666233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/908854434685666233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/908854434685666233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/past.html' title='Past.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-5938215925545322772</id><published>2009-12-19T21:22:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:22:23.660+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to scream my lungs out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Fucking oaf. You go out and eat and don't get me anything then when I bring food home you ask wheres yours, YOU ALREADY ATE YA FUCKHEAD. I give you my fucking burger and your like "I'll remember this" WDF! So, I accidently got the wrong drink for my other brother and he fking rages at me like a fking bitch.&lt;br /&gt;NOW I'M FUCKING HUNGRY, I DIDN'T FKING EAT ANYTHING ALL FKING DAY!!!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;$#@%$@!&lt;/span&gt; AND I fking have PMS, FARRRRRRRRRK! And no, there's nothing to eat downstairs, NOTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And you, your. a. fucking. dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;I swear to. fucking. god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-5938215925545322772?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/5938215925545322772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-to-scream-my-lungs-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5938215925545322772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5938215925545322772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-to-scream-my-lungs-out.html' title='I need to scream my lungs out.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-7748361042960666475</id><published>2009-12-18T22:51:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T11:07:15.484+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT OR WHAT?! Omg, I love this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sytswthb9PI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uS5lK_xfJcM/s1600-h/14647_1220105315662_1619797197_555903_4103067_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 419px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sytswthb9PI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uS5lK_xfJcM/s320/14647_1220105315662_1619797197_555903_4103067_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416542560952513778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Robert Pattinson&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; Taylor Lautner.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-7748361042960666475?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/7748361042960666475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/hot-or-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7748361042960666475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7748361042960666475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/hot-or-what.html' title='HOT OR WHAT?! Omg, I love this.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sytswthb9PI/AAAAAAAAAE8/uS5lK_xfJcM/s72-c/14647_1220105315662_1619797197_555903_4103067_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1297086010884818221</id><published>2009-12-18T12:15:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:42:16.508+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Met alot of boys in my life but they're not like you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;baby you the best of the best, you the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;greatest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Goodmorning! I woke up with back pains and cramps, and I was on the floor.. I don't know how I got there.. Maybe I fell? Well anyways, yesterday @ 3PM, hang came over and we headed to Xochilt's to go swimming. At first I was trying to tan, but the water looked so nice so I jumped in with Hang. Xochilt was just laying there sleeping. Later Richard came and bought us Sushi! Yayers. My cravings gone, been craving sushi for like a week now. Hang went to spend time with Richard so I was in the pool by myself for an hour while Xochilt watched me, roflmao. Later on, Xochilt decided to jump in. And we were just being idiots. It was funny. When it got darkish, Richard went latenight and Hang joined us again. Xochilts mom made us hot dogs, it was so nice! I was starving, LOL. Then at around 9:50PM I went home. Took a shower and went on net with my mobile. Then this morning I woke up on the floor :| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"TAKE IT TO THE  HEART"&lt;/span&gt; these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1297086010884818221?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1297086010884818221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/met-alot-of-boys-in-my-life-but-theyre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1297086010884818221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1297086010884818221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/met-alot-of-boys-in-my-life-but-theyre.html' title='Met alot of boys in my life but they&apos;re not like you.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-8842297461335364763</id><published>2009-12-15T17:27:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:43:04.299+11:00</updated><title type='text'>"why does mr.perfect always have to be your bestfriend?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because you live, my world has &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt; as many stars in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I want to be more with you  but, I don't want to destroy our friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Why is this happening now? I felt for you for so long now, why am I losing control now? I don't want it to be like this. I can't stand not talking to you anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You make me unbelievably happy, you make me laugh so much. And when I see you, how can I just not help but smile. You make my life so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That night, when I was in your arms, it felt .. utterly right. I was right where I wanted to be, and I wouldn't trade that moment for anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I can't tell nobody, so I'll just scream it in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-8842297461335364763?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/8842297461335364763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-does-mrperfect-always-have-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/8842297461335364763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/8842297461335364763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-does-mrperfect-always-have-to-be.html' title='&quot;why does mr.perfect always have to be your bestfriend?&quot;'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3427705685323768340</id><published>2009-12-15T16:56:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:04:48.564+11:00</updated><title type='text'>thats fked bro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let's just say,&lt;br /&gt;it was fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;at the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; but everything's fucked now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;13th Sunday: Jenny's birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and Xochilt went Parra in the morning to buy clothes for jenny's then went back to hers to get ready. When we got there we ate. And after we finished we all went to the park to drink. Everybody got wasted, it was funny. When It was getting dark, I literally ran back because I needed to pee. I ate more and drank beer. It fucked me up. After that.. I roled down the hill like a million times, and now I have all splinters from bindies in me, like everywhere! Bloody kills. I made out with someone.. It was an accident I swear. I then ran down the hill because I needed to vomit, I just gagged a few times, I walked back up laughing because I didn't vomit, then I felt something coming up so I ran back down and vomited.. ROFL. I was so chunky! I apologized to Jenny a few times :( Then Xochilt's dad gave me a lift home. I felt so tired but I couldn't sleep, so I talked to myself for like an hour. I woke up at 3, and was like wdf. And a mossie bit my finger! I swear I almost bit it off. It was fun, but fked up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3427705685323768340?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3427705685323768340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/thats-fked-bro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3427705685323768340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3427705685323768340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/thats-fked-bro.html' title='thats fked bro!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1343154262507541386</id><published>2009-12-10T17:15:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:56:38.566+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boy, when I pull back them sheets and&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I climb on top of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; boy you gonna think, you gonna think I invented sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'day, we had an Awards ceremony, it was so boring! I fell asleep half way. Can't they just give the awards in their own time? Seriously,  no one wants to watch people get awards, no one! Unless were all getting one, that's a different story.&lt;br /&gt;Well, someone mistakenly took my make-up on Saturday, well, I think because I can't find it anywhere in my house. And my eyelash remover, which I got on the day. And my foundation I got like 3 days earlier. I'm so sad.. :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking of what I'm gonna wear. And I need to buy heels for Jenny's party, or I'm gonna feel left out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1343154262507541386?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1343154262507541386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/update-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1343154262507541386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1343154262507541386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/update-later.html' title='Boring!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3656391371274545075</id><published>2009-12-08T20:06:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:26:32.859+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaming like a motherfucker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kick off your stilettos &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and fuck me in the backseat&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;fuck me in the backseat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I put on a fake tan yesterday, and, It's all fked up, LMAO. My ankles are black like a mother fucker. And on one ankle there's a drip mark, LMAO.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I was awfully tired today, I don't know why. In fact, I still am. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;School lagged like a mother fucker. We had that Sports Award ceremony, It was so boring and bloody hot in there! Walked Michael's way home, he agreed if I walked with him, he'd come to Jenny's party. After I got home, I went for a nap. And around 6, I went on net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sx4daTa7tuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LB4pBzCoUls/s1600-h/hfg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sx4daTa7tuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LB4pBzCoUls/s320/hfg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412796139872958178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3656391371274545075?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3656391371274545075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/beaming-like-motherfucker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3656391371274545075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3656391371274545075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/beaming-like-motherfucker.html' title='Beaming like a motherfucker!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sx4daTa7tuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LB4pBzCoUls/s72-c/hfg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-2864674156905120753</id><published>2009-12-07T18:12:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:04:26.914+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just playin' wit' you, LOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hit me with a text, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;let me know you're home alone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Let's get freaky with that camera phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sxy22Q7RieI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JGLmYyaTZ0o/s1600-h/tumblr_ktjx33kvwq1qzlmgao1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sxy22Q7RieI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JGLmYyaTZ0o/s320/tumblr_ktjx33kvwq1qzlmgao1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412401895565265378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;5 sleeps till Jenny &amp;amp; Radmilla's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt; birthday bash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;9 sleeps till holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;18 sleeps till CHRISTMAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;19 sleeps till Boxing day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;22 sleeps till Monia's party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;25 sleeps till a new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm lovin' life atm. Everythings how I want it too be, and it couldn't be better. I've got so much energy! I know I don't have everything, but the happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;" &gt;I can't wait for Jenny's party. It's gonna be gewdddd :) Well, I hope, LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-2864674156905120753?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/2864674156905120753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-just-playin-wit-you-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2864674156905120753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2864674156905120753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-just-playin-wit-you-lol.html' title='I&apos;m just playin&apos; wit&apos; you, LOL.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sxy22Q7RieI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JGLmYyaTZ0o/s72-c/tumblr_ktjx33kvwq1qzlmgao1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-9076913632881600922</id><published>2009-12-05T07:12:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:09:13.559+11:00</updated><title type='text'>NINETY-NINE PROBLEMS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;99 problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;but the "boy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;ain't one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;hey ma'fka's. It's 7:15AM and I'm awake because I had a terrible dream. My braces fell out..&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO I KEEP HAVING THIS DREAM? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;I shit bricks when I have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well it's the girls night in this arvo, I'm looking forward too it. ATM, the sky is cloudy, that's good cause I think were gonna be in my room and it won't be hot. Hangs gonna come over at 10:30 or something and help me buy the food. It's a celebrity dress up theme, and I'm going as Ugly Betty or this mask thing, not sure yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Lately, I've been really happy, I don't know why. I have all this energy, and I just do whatever I want. But Tina thinks I'm retarded.. I'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Tonight's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;gonna be a good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, was, a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was so much fun. Hang came over at 11AM, and I laughed at her. We lagged it till 1PM, then went to buy the stuff, bought fake lashes, all the food we needed, and walked back with a heavy trolley.. We set the stuff up and called the girls too see where they were at. At 4PM, they all came and we got ready. We feasted on the chocolate fountain and pizza. Took photos while they w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ere getting the alki. They came back around 7:40PM and we went to the park too drink, we danced, and danced and sang, then @ 8:40PM we went back to my house and played twister, fail, everybody collapsed on each other, LOL. I went crazy and ran up and down the street a few times, alone. LMAO. We then played dare.. Oh my god.. LMAO. It was funny. All this girl on girl action. Pashing, licking, Xochilt smelling my vagina, LMAO and he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r giving me like 3 hickeys, LOL, we all ran up and down the street topless, LOL, I flashed my bum.. Throughout the whole night, my undies flashed about only 200 times.. :@&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was really fun and funny, best night ever! Slutville always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jenny and Radmilla's birthday next week, can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures: http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=home#/photo.php?pid=799443&amp;amp;id=1386247174&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sxsnvd-OCKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/o7-V12Z0Nl8/s1600-h/IMG_7717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sxsnvd-OCKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/o7-V12Z0Nl8/s320/IMG_7717.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411963073668712610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxsoiNbj5XI/AAAAAAAAAEk/X604ZIfkwFk/s1600-h/2%3B+SLUTVILLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxsoiNbj5XI/AAAAAAAAAEk/X604ZIfkwFk/s320/2%3B+SLUTVILLE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411963945401705842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxlxKAv13eI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HAlo9SYkUyM/s1600-h/hfg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxlxKAv13eI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HAlo9SYkUyM/s320/hfg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411480844075654626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-9076913632881600922?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/9076913632881600922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-99-problems-but-boy-aint-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/9076913632881600922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/9076913632881600922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-99-problems-but-boy-aint-one.html' title='NINETY-NINE PROBLEMS.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sxsnvd-OCKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/o7-V12Z0Nl8/s72-c/IMG_7717.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1709647479473801905</id><published>2009-12-02T15:03:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:25:38.791+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Instead of crashin', boy I'm thankin' you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll be fine, even if you leave. Oh, I don't need you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah it's all because of you,&lt;/span&gt; that I have the strength I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You were born on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;May&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1995&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;POSITIVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; : Good in relationship, know how to appreciate people around her. Not selfish. Always put others instead of herself. Open minded. In finance, good at making money. Love at first sight, and ready to sacrifice everything for love. Sexually speaking, she's good and romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;NEGATIVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; : Revengeful. If someone hurt her, she'll return the favor badly. Bad at keeping secret, not a good apprentice. Her decision aren't balance, lack in experience. Stubborn, not easily trust on others. Only certain people know how to treat her. Bad at spending money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;TRUE OR WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt; App on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Today, was another bludge. Oh, I stole the change room lock and chained the backgate to the fence, ROFL :$ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1709647479473801905?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1709647479473801905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/instead-of-crashin-boy-im-thankin-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1709647479473801905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1709647479473801905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/instead-of-crashin-boy-im-thankin-you.html' title='Instead of crashin&apos;, boy I&apos;m thankin&apos; you.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1031756642598989015</id><published>2009-12-01T19:01:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:58:54.848+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU, 459223!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;you made me want you oh so bad it hurt, but boy, in case you haven't heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I used to be love drunk but now I'm hungover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you forever, forever is over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;What a lovely way to start the day! I had the maddest dream ever! I'll never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;It made me smile all morning :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;T'day was practically bludge. Didn't do anything. At sport lunch, the boys and girls were trying to make a human pyramid and it was fail. It wasn't my fault I kept making everyone fall! LOL. I fell on my ass and got a hole in my hand! Then I stole jelly from the canteen! I swear to god everything taste better when its free LOL. Watched a movie for sport in the lecture theater. Then I went to Cabra. Went Woolies and taxed stuff. I got new make-up! Yay. And, I should really start planning the girls night in, now. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Well, today was a good day overall. Well, I'm off to eat curry! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxTZRQyMDAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/HHPgYAFB3Vw/s1600/hfg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxTZRQyMDAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/HHPgYAFB3Vw/s320/hfg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410187942965283842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1031756642598989015?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1031756642598989015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-459223.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1031756642598989015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1031756642598989015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-you-459223.html' title='I LOVE YOU, 459223!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxTZRQyMDAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/HHPgYAFB3Vw/s72-c/hfg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-6890392685852346446</id><published>2009-11-30T13:53:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T14:08:14.434+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, I miss you quite terribly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Yesterday was perfect! It was so fun and pretty! The weather was perfect. There was a beach and the was a lagoon few steps away. The lagoon was awesome! The water was warm and still and the was a tall rock where people did flips and stuff off it. Then we went to this other place. Their were people kayaking and riding their boats, it was packed. Me and my brother went to snorkel,  I went in for a bit then out of no wear, I think, was a sting ray! I literally pissed my pants! I quickly ran out, LOL. Then my brother told me to go to the deep end, he said there were none of them there. I saw fishes and stuff! Overall, it was fun! We took alot of pictures but fk that! LOL. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Not at school today, I really can't be bothered for that shit anymore! All we do is play games and watch movies, and the teachers don't even notice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you! Is it that hard to see?&lt;br /&gt;I just really want you to know, but we don't even talk anymore! It's so hard. But, I'm never giving up on you. I can't anyway, I know because I've tried. I love you and I miss you terribly! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Baby, one day we'll be great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;one day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and for you, you've changed, alot. YA FK. I miss you, the old one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxM2tJprNoI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3nOWHsPxvU8/s1600/hfg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxM2tJprNoI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3nOWHsPxvU8/s320/hfg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409727726714828418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-6890392685852346446?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/6890392685852346446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-i-miss-you-quite-terribly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6890392685852346446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6890392685852346446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-i-miss-you-quite-terribly.html' title='Hello, I miss you quite terribly.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxM2tJprNoI/AAAAAAAAAEE/3nOWHsPxvU8/s72-c/hfg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-7765407221608597516</id><published>2009-11-28T23:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:53:43.045+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm excited :)</title><content type='html'>I put the pain away and let it slide. I forgive and forget it and then you promise me I won't regret it. But I do, it's not right. Because I turn around and let it slide and I'm crazy for thinking that someday you'll change things when you keep on crossin' the line.&lt;br /&gt;So when I know things are uh-oh, I'll help you out 'cause you know that it's fo-sho, And every time you feel a kinda so-so, just know after the rain there is a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;This is how I'm feeling right about now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Well, tomorrow.. I'm going to the beach with my brother and 2 of my cousins, Jenny and Tina. Were gonna go snorkeling and kayaking. I'm excited! I have a feeling the weathers gonna fk up, just hope the suns out :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I sent out the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; invites for next week! Just need to get the money and food now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxEdOqdUsmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TieAPrT_N_U/s1600/hfg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 86px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxEdOqdUsmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TieAPrT_N_U/s320/hfg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409136765201330786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-7765407221608597516?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/7765407221608597516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-excited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7765407221608597516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7765407221608597516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-excited.html' title='I&apos;m excited :)'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SxEdOqdUsmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TieAPrT_N_U/s72-c/hfg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-7388288242413280518</id><published>2009-11-27T16:26:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T11:47:14.630+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm fine! :@</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sw9nGIMHljI/AAAAAAAAADM/sPUTXLFf2D0/s1600/tumblr_krpj7t674m1qa5qf0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sw9nGIMHljI/AAAAAAAAADM/sPUTXLFf2D0/s320/tumblr_krpj7t674m1qa5qf0o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408655032470443570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If we stop for a minute, just to talk for a minute, baby you and I can somehow try to keep how it use to be. Change is unneeded. Can you be more understanding? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;All of this is killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love my room! It's so pretty when I wake up on a blue sky day. Everything is so blue! It feels so .. I don't know.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIKE AN ORGASM,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; LMAO. You should wake up in my bedroom one day and have an orgasm too, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I need a new facebook hp! Help me choose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Blogspot, makes the photos fade. So yeah. Click on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sw9sPBXIiqI/AAAAAAAAADU/i3AdMNnWS1A/s1600/uh8iol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sw9sPBXIiqI/AAAAAAAAADU/i3AdMNnWS1A/s320/uh8iol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408660682814556834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sw9sfNM2KPI/AAAAAAAAADc/VyHkAnYv4Wk/s1600/25112009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sw9sfNM2KPI/AAAAAAAAADc/VyHkAnYv4Wk/s320/25112009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408660960870541554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sw9tH5uQ95I/AAAAAAAAADk/Cv7QQFHlO7s/s1600/IMG_7308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sw9tH5uQ95I/AAAAAAAAADk/Cv7QQFHlO7s/s320/IMG_7308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408661660016637842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-7388288242413280518?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/7388288242413280518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-we-stop-for-minute-just-to-talk-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7388288242413280518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7388288242413280518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-we-stop-for-minute-just-to-talk-for.html' title='I&apos;m fine! :@'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sw9nGIMHljI/AAAAAAAAADM/sPUTXLFf2D0/s72-c/tumblr_krpj7t674m1qa5qf0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3840832152407887651</id><published>2009-11-26T15:57:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T16:23:15.829+11:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me mad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3  style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It's not how many times life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;beats you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, that makes you who you are , it's how many times you get back up to take it on again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;I miss you so bad.. but you've moved on and your happy. I still love you but, somehow you make me mad! Your so mean when you want to be. You always turns thing around and make me the bad guy.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Have fun tonight.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I really, really thought this day would never come. But here I am.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;once again&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3840832152407887651?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3840832152407887651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-make-me-mad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3840832152407887651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3840832152407887651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-make-me-mad.html' title='You make me mad!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-5308553878316142377</id><published>2009-11-24T21:35:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:40:36.856+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHHAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;What   the  fuck  happen  to  you?  Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;SO MUCH FOR THAT" I'M SURE" BULLSHIT, once again, I TOLD YOU SO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;But y'know what? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I just straight don't give a fk :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I loved you, and I'm never turning back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;SO, SHUT THE FARRRRK UP, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND GET THE FARRRRK OUT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-5308553878316142377?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/5308553878316142377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-fuck-happen-to-you-seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5308553878316142377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5308553878316142377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-fuck-happen-to-you-seriously.html' title='HAHAHHAHA'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-313250850509323391</id><published>2009-11-23T17:07:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:50:12.448+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty foot massage..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;My family went out to eat for my brothers birthday at Yum Cha.. I wanted to go somewhere different but my brother felt like Asian food.. LOL. We ate then me and my brother went to go buy snacks. Went home, and watched The Hangover, I've already watched it, but this time I laughed even harder, I think because I understood it this time, LOL. Me and my other brother went to woolys around 8, to buy food. I used all my saved up money to buy a Cosmo :'( I know Cosmo is only $7.40, but I took forever to save that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I woke up at 8:40AM, FK. I called Jenny to tell the teacher I went uniform shop. Bro she falls for it every time! Haven't been to roll call in like 3 weeks, LOL. And I always come late for some reason, even though I wake up at 7AM. I had a shower and asked parents for a lift. Had PASS, Had to write 500 lines, but only wrote 100, LOL. Collin was talking about this thing, it was hilarious as! Just hearing about it made me crack up it's the link below.. Then had double Geo in lecture theater. Michael gave me a massage. With his feet.. he was wearing socks.. because I took his shoes.. ROFL. Disgusting! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;What a peasant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;click! Fking HILARIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iw8soyvhnOI"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iw8soyvhnOI"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iw8soyvhnOI"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;CALL THE AMBULANCE BRO, I'M FKING STUCK ON A ELEVATOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-313250850509323391?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/313250850509323391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/313250850509323391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/313250850509323391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday.html' title='Dirty foot massage..'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1889367992286442801</id><published>2009-11-21T21:05:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:18:09.850+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sleeping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T'day, at 4:30AM, david called me.. I was so sleepy, we talked for a bit, then something happen. So I went back to sleep, and at 9:30 my brother woke me up to go shopping.. I was having such a good sleep. I then went and got ready. And we went to Parramatta, shopped. He bought a semi-formal shirt for his birthday outing tonight. Then we went to Red Yard to buy him new shoes, but they were all ugly. Went home, cleaned room. Looked for Christmas stuff, but after looking everywhere daddy told me he threw them out :( Watched the  rest of gossip girl! Omg, the threesome :o AND OMG, I LOVE CHUCK BASS! His so fking hot, I swear to god. When he said, &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"When you forget your Blair Waldorf, remember I'm Chuck Bass and I love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; I jizz'd my pants. And now, I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Well, I'm currently planning a girls night in :D Gonna have pretty invites, drinks, formal dinner and a chocolate fondue :D Yeah, bothered, but I want to do something fun and out of the ordinary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I still don't know what to do! I want you to be with her, idk why. It makes so much more sense you guys being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;A n d y e a h. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sincerely yours, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1889367992286442801?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1889367992286442801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sleeping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1889367992286442801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1889367992286442801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sleeping.html' title='I&apos;m sleeping!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-7309708403990667173</id><published>2009-11-18T17:49:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:19:16.422+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is like war: Easy to begin but hard to end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You think your a joke to me? You think I would wait for you while you go out with her? You think I would go through all that pain for nothing. You know what?&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I don't ask much from you, but I do so much for you and you don't know it. Don't you understand? I don't control how I feel. I force, and force myself out of this feeling, but it won't go away. I lie to myself, and say I don't love him anymore. I stay up till morning asking myself why I can't get over it. I am trying, I've been trying, even before I met you. But when you came into my life, all I could think about is you. When your happy, I'm happy. But when  your sad, angry, or pissed of, I'm sad. And when I'm sad I just miss him, how everything was  so right, and nothing got in our way. I wanted you to be there for me, help me. If you just told me everything would be okay, you'd be the only one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2 days ago, you got angry at me, I don't know why, when I called you didn't pick up, I messaged you and you didn't reply. I asked you over net, and  you said nothing. Well, I got sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My friend asked me to come and eat for his birthday, and of course I couldn't say no. But I was suppose to meet up with you that afternoon, I called you and said I'll come pick you up after I finish eating, you asked what time and I said I didn't know, and you hanged up. I got sad.  I then went to eat for my friends birthday at Cabra, and what a coincidence (I haven't seen him or talked to him in a while) I see him on that particular day. And that's how it all came back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I swear I can't control it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Worst of all, I really do love you. You know I'm trying, but you don't appreciate that, so I give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I tried, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-7309708403990667173?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/7309708403990667173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-like-war-easy-to-begin-but-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7309708403990667173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7309708403990667173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-like-war-easy-to-begin-but-hard.html' title='Love is like war: Easy to begin but hard to end.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-349540887137772786</id><published>2009-11-17T18:42:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:18:58.904+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm over you, then I'm not. I see you, and I swear my whole world stops, but you keep walking away, I don't understand. Why is this happening to me?.. Just loving you makes me happy. I don't want too, but I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You honestly take my breathe away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever yours, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-349540887137772786?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/349540887137772786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/349540887137772786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/349540887137772786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/why.html' title='Why?..'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-6604523829323243561</id><published>2009-11-16T17:23:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:57:18.103+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you tinky winky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yesterday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We, me, xochilt, tina, peter and nathan, went Livo. We were meant to go Ice-skating but I came 1 hour late and missed our session. LOL. So we decided to watch a movie. We went around, taxed some stuff, then headed to greater union to watch a movie. But I cbb'd so we went to bum around again. We went to Myers to tax Mossimo bra's, we got 'em and went to the change rooms, but when we got there, noticed that their were those security things on it, fml. LOL. Went to toys'r'us and stole a whoopy cushion, ROFL. Xochilt put it in my ass.. We then decided to go back to cabra, to Xochilt's house. We arrived at Cabra and I went to see David for a little bit, omg, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;HE LOOKS LIKE A &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;TELETUBBY&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; I swear to god, ROFLMAO. Sorry bebe. Tina went home and we then went to Xochilts place. We played cards, yugioh, tarzoo's. Then I put my hands in the poll and layed down pretending to swim. I heard Xochilt and Peter planning something so I put my phone in my pants incase they chucked me in. Peter came to me and grabbed me while xochilt took the phone out. I then knew what was gonna happen, so I offered to go in. LOL. We all jumped in and swam till 9:30 then we ordered pizza. Came home at 10. and got grounded, LOL. But now, I'm gonna miss out shopping and new moon with david :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today, I came late too school. Went to get a late note and the teacher said I was a messenger today I was like "pheww, no arvo". But I never go anyway, so meh. It was so tiring walking around in the sun. but last 3 periods was just sitting. Monia was messenger with me :) Now I'm at home waiting for parents to bring me back McDonalds. All I ate today was half a yoghurt I got in the morning but I got to the office and had to throw it away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, bye! Sorry for the long post :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sincerely yours, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-6604523829323243561?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/6604523829323243561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-you-tinky-winky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6604523829323243561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6604523829323243561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-you-tinky-winky.html' title='I love you tinky winky!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1793931126376831932</id><published>2009-11-14T14:35:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:57:00.162+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back, again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeah, hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm gonna try blog every week from now :S LOL. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Well, I recently got my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;braces&lt;/span&gt;.. yeah. (10th November 2009) They look dorky and they're baby blue. They make my lips stick out like its swolen or something and the pain is unexplainable! It's so annoying too, have too brush your teeth like after every meal. Well, it'll be off in 2 years .. :( 10th November 2011 :D And I'll have pretty teeth :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; Oh, and, the day before that, I got my glasses --" Now I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ugly Betty!&lt;/span&gt; Their D&amp;amp;G, picture of them below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sv4qJIWuWWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ShQzKVcWIjw/s1600-h/D%26G_DD1127_675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sv4qJIWuWWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ShQzKVcWIjw/s320/D%26G_DD1127_675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403802939241159010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Today: I went shopping with my brother. I got a new Mossimo tank top and new Rubi flats. He got a guess shirt and a new Tissot $800 watch. I'm jealous :( .. I saw this really nice DKNY watch, $300 :O Soon.. I want new jeans! hard out, I need it too. Gonna ask my other brother :D Doubt he'll get it! But its worth a try. Well, atm, I'm home alone *giggle. Brother went to get subway, hope he gets something for me! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll be back tomorrow :) If I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;AND WHERE IS &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;DAVID?!&lt;/span&gt; I miss my baby :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forever yours, mae. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1793931126376831932?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1793931126376831932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1793931126376831932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1793931126376831932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back-again.html' title='I&apos;m back, again!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Sv4qJIWuWWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/ShQzKVcWIjw/s72-c/D%26G_DD1127_675.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-6011271276283789854</id><published>2009-10-04T13:57:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T14:16:43.192+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Window Shopping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Msn:&lt;/span&gt; Patrick, Andy, David, Michael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music:&lt;/span&gt; So cold - Stevie Hoang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;If I could do it all over again, I would go back to the time we were friends. Making love over and over again. And I wouldn't let go 'cause without you boy my heart is so cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went window shopping yesterday @ Parra with Xochilt and Hang. It was fun! Y'know how it was window shopping? Was meant to window shop for a dress and heels for a wedding, but I ended up using my glasses money on a dress :'( And I wasn't suppose to use that money on anything else. So  now I'm in big shit, unless I find money to replace that. FML, LOL. I'll update this post later with pics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;STORMS VS. EELS T'DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Who's gonna watch it? Hopefully Eels will win :( But their both good, so I don't know. Having a BBQ just for that. Radmilla still owes me $10! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Sincerely yours, Mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-6011271276283789854?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/6011271276283789854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/10/window-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6011271276283789854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6011271276283789854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/10/window-shopping.html' title='Window Shopping!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-5298850651761333283</id><published>2009-09-25T23:41:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:03:15.028+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggies got smashed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Msn:&lt;/span&gt; Appearing offline.  (Phone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; Happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music:&lt;/span&gt; Kris Allen - Live like were dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Turn it all around or throw it all away. We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em, while we got the chance to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;WOOO, THE EELS WON!&lt;/span&gt; yay, I'm so happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T'day was a bludge. We had scripture with the year 8's for 2 periods. Fuck, their annoying, LOL. Then we had English and history, just played games. Last period, Ms. Paras offered us some cake. So we went to get it, it was soooo nice. We came late to science and we had a sub. Oh my god, he was so funny. We kept teasing him, and he sent Nada out, LOL. He wrote a complaint in the roll for Mr. Luong and we laughed. Because Mr. Luong won't do anything about it. Then after school I saw David, I stayed with him for a while then went home. Played comp. Then went to get McDonald's. Came home and watched the footy with my brother. In the beginning he was full laughing at me 'cause eels were losing then Eels started scoring then I started laughing in his face. Then he went out, then Xochilt called. I laughed at her too. I started screaming when the Eels won :D I'm so happy! Radmilla owes me $10 now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Ms. Paras! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Sincerely yours, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-5298850651761333283?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/5298850651761333283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/09/doggies-got-smashed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5298850651761333283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5298850651761333283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/09/doggies-got-smashed.html' title='Doggies got smashed!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1455457997707691304</id><published>2009-09-23T19:53:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:00:42.848+10:00</updated><title type='text'>"it's leaking!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Msn:&lt;/span&gt; Evan, Patrick, David, Hang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt; Normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music:&lt;/span&gt; Jordin Sparks - Road to paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've fallen head over heels for you, and I just want you in my arms, again. And when I'm with you, it's like no one else is here and I just want you near. getting to wet, :( then I found out it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see the sandstorm this morning?! It was crassssy. I thought I was dreaming this morning when I saw it. So I went back to sleep, and I dreamt that my dad told me "don't worry, don't need to go school." So then I slept. Then I woke up at 8 realizing It was a dream. And school started early t'day, 8:25AM. I got there around 9:00AM and went to get a late note. I had lunch detention, half lunch and a quarter. After school had arvo, went there, but decided to just go home. Then went to do X-ray. Then I ate McDonald's! :D Had to beg for it :( Now .. I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;I GOT MY PERIODS T'DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt; Yeah, I was in class and I  thought I was just wet or something, over the teacher, LOL, jokes. But then it got toooo wet. After a while I realised it was my period :'( I told Tina and she laughed at me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sincerely yours, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1455457997707691304?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1455457997707691304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-leaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1455457997707691304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1455457997707691304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-leaking.html' title='&quot;it&apos;s leaking!&quot;'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3048335389821911527</id><published>2009-09-21T19:21:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:44:11.487+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me how you feel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Msn: Xochilt, Hang, David &amp;amp; Richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mood: Not happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Music: Beholder ft. Mike &amp;amp; Max - Beating Of The Drums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Can you feel it, like I feel it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;So, I don't know how you feel. Have you moved on? Because it seems like it. And I don't know what to do.. or say. I don't like this! AT ALL. I tell myself I don't care, I tell everyone else I don't give a fuck about it anymore, but I know, I still really do care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sincerely yours, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3048335389821911527?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3048335389821911527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/09/tell-me-how-you-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3048335389821911527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3048335389821911527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/09/tell-me-how-you-feel.html' title='Tell me how you feel.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-5493580129481345485</id><published>2009-09-19T14:56:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:31:37.279+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Needs, wants, and do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Msn: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Appearing Offline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Music:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Matt Palmer - Come back to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All my boys they tell me to leave you alone. Now that you're gone, just let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well, I'm back! Again.. I'll be gone, again, when this gets boring. I have a Word Blog too, so I've been using that instead of blogspot. It's kinda private though. It's on my laptop. We recently got our new laptops from school. It's mini, red. And ugly. But it's handy I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;So I'm gonna focus more on school and shit. Be good girl, once again :( I've planned out a daily routine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;WEEKDAYS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;6:40AM: Alarm goes off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;7:15AM: Wake up, get in the shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;7:40AM: Do hair and make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;8:15AM: Go school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;8:55AM: Arrive @ school. Yeah, idk, this always happens. I lag getting out of the house or something. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;8:55AM-3:15PM: School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;3:40PM: Arrive home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;3:40-4:15PM: Eat + Watch tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;4:15-4:40PM: Clean house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;4:40-5:30PM: Outside, basketball+exercise. Yes, exercise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;5:30- 8:00PM: Net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;7:30PM: Go do homework + study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;8:30PM: My time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Yeah, planned ay. I'm gonna try to keep my daily routine like that. Except for weekends. Weekends = Sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well, I've been tring to save up lately, LOL. Fail. I've been giving Hang $5 every morning so she can hold for me. Thats been going on for one week now. But there's only $6, LMAO. 'Cause I've been taking money back, cos I get hungry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Well I'll be back tomorrow to update things. This is enough blogging for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Sincerely yours, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-5493580129481345485?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/5493580129481345485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/09/needs-wants-and-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5493580129481345485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5493580129481345485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/09/needs-wants-and-do.html' title='Needs, wants, and do!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1089240336727701619</id><published>2009-08-16T11:47:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:56:52.078+10:00</updated><title type='text'>eshayz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday: Did the usual's. Hang and Xochilt came over after school. We ordered pizza and we played sing star while we waited. Then we ate and watched Zac and Miri make a porno. We went online and youtubed weird things, masturbating cats, sleep walking dogs, larvae eatting. :( . etc. Then we went outside to the gym, and shot hoops. and 'danced' some dr zoydberg stuff, roflmao! We wemt upstairs agian and went on msn. then my brother drove them home around ten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday: Brother woke me up around 10AM to go buy some stuff with him. Came home waited for hang. Couldn't wait any longer so called Linda to come pick me up. We headed to the park. Huy, Peter a and Richard were already there and like 5 minutes later Michael came. We hanged there for a bit then Hang came. Then Johnny and David came. Then Michaels friends came, then David, Michael and Johnny went to esh. Stayed there till like 3 then we walked to macccers through the bush, fking peter didn't turn and we walked all the way into the bush. then we ended up going to hungry jacks! They ate. I sniffed salt, it hurt :( ate ice cream and went back to the park. Then me and Hang went back to my place, ate hotpot and her mum picked her up. OH DID I MENTION WE DREW DICKS ALL OVER HUY? :) I drew one on his ass *giggle. Went on net and david broke up with me :( so sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well yesturday was a funny day until I went online.. had a sook before i went to bed and had a sook when I woke up. Now I'm here. Don't know what I'm gonna do t'day. Needa buy something for dads b'day. which is on tuesday. i'm off blogspot. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sincerely yours, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1089240336727701619?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1089240336727701619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-did-usuals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1089240336727701619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1089240336727701619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-did-usuals.html' title='eshayz.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-7212155473596015520</id><published>2009-08-13T17:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:26:20.342+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello. roflmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm gonna start blogging again, everyday, If I can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well recently my dad painted the whole house again, and yeah, every things different. My room is now blue. And the staircase is pinkish-purple..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few days ago my brother went Melbourne for a week and when he came back he was like 'I got you a gift but I left it in my friends car." I was like, in my head, 'Wow, he got me a gift.' So then 2 days later, I came home from school, went to my room and was getting out of my school clothes, then i saw a hair straightener and sing star abba on top my my cupboard/ tv thing. I was like " .. :|", then I dropped everything and got it down. Yayayyayayay, finally got a hair straightener. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, today was a typical day, I woke up around 7AM. then went in  the shower, I think I was sleeping in the shower or something coz when I came out of the shower it was like 815. I got to school around 850, just in time. Had lunch detention, didn't go. Then had arvo for like 20minutes. Walked with Evan home to his 'house'. And now I'm here. I'm hungry, so.. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely yours, mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-7212155473596015520?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/7212155473596015520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7212155473596015520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7212155473596015520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1025943051482807024</id><published>2009-07-27T14:23:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:38:08.482+10:00</updated><title type='text'>chooot chooot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;xochilt and tina came over on thursday. then again on friday. we gambled and sung and ate pizza and cabra. i have no idea what i did on saturday, shocking memory, rofl. on sunday, yesterday, we went city. k and caps. it was alright. i got elbowed in the face by a guy playing ddr, he idn't even apologize! gosh. we headed back to the trainstation and me and david missed the train, coincedence? i think not! we weren't talking that day because apparently he was pissed at me and he doesn't know why. the train was heading off and the others were laughing we waited for the next train it took ages. on the train i slept on david and by the time we got back to cabra it was dark. we then went to tg. stayed there for a bit. then david walked me to john st. i hugged and kissed him goodbye. then i walked up. my parents were standing right there :| i don't know if they saw me or not. but i'm grounded once again rofl! got home, ate watched tv and fell asleep around 10, woke up at 11;30 by davids call, and we talked for 1.5 hours. then i went to sleep. and today is monday! school tomorrow, oh nu :( holidays went by so fast. i'm gonna be a good girl so i can go out more, hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-9007334559937618185</id><published>2009-07-21T20:44:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:45:48.327+10:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a thumb war!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5, 6, 7, 8, I use this hand to ma-stur-bate!&lt;br /&gt;I miss david :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-9007334559937618185?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3982984845701646513</id><published>2009-07-17T19:17:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:19:38.940+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to talk to you, but then again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you wanted to talk to me, you would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3982984845701646513?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3982984845701646513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-talk-to-you-but-then-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3982984845701646513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3982984845701646513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-talk-to-you-but-then-again.html' title=''/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3023178703809652171</id><published>2009-07-17T11:38:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:05:53.317+10:00</updated><title type='text'>arghhhhh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't know what to do :| &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm having second thoughts about us again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is it coming to an end? ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;someone tell me where this is going, cause i dont know where this is going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3023178703809652171?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3023178703809652171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/arghhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3023178703809652171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3023178703809652171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/arghhhhh.html' title='arghhhhh.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3717616704999206725</id><published>2009-07-11T21:24:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:25:08.974+10:00</updated><title type='text'>knocking on the wrong door.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well today I woke up, went on net for a bit. and despite the fact that my daddy grounded me 'forever' i went and had a shower and got ready to go to xochilt's birthday outting. so i needed money to go and i was scared to ask for money so i kept walking up and down till my dad asked me, 'what you doing?', my mum replied to him and said 'she's waiting for her friend to pick her up so she could go out. theres 20$ in my bag.' yay! problem solved. xochilt came 10 minutes later and we went to pick up cathy. we got there and xochilt went to knock on the door. chilly was knocking on some randoms door for like 5 minutes then cathy came out from another house. roflmao! how embarrassing. then this lady came out from the door chilly was knocking on, xochilt just walked away scratching her head, ROFLMAO. then we headed to mounties. i met xochilts friend and we met up with hang. we ate then cathy had to go. then we went to the arcade place. played DDR, it was so gay.. full fked up and shit bro, cost $5 too! for 3 rounds! omgg. then we played pool. i vs'd hang and i won! :D yay. suprising coz i've never played. we wanted to ddr so we headed back to cabra, fuck bruno. xochilts dad dropped us off at cabra and when we got out of the car, saw the hottest guy out F5! omg. we went tg. cabra was so dull. tg was empty. then we noticed there was no DDR or PUMP! :( so we played pool since no one was there. a little boy came and asked if he could play with us so we let him. then a bunch of guys came and played next to us. then all this shit happened. then we decided to go hangs house to play. trained it there. me and hang played pool and xochilt played the guitar for us. we did that till like 6:30 then we tried finding the chords for bubbly so i could play the keyboard, chilly the guitar. then around 7 xochilts dad came, we headed for maccers and then xochilts dad dropped me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;overall today was a fun day. fucking haaaaaaaaalair-rious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;so were deciding to have a movie marathon at my house on monday since im not aloud out. and yeah. tmrs me and davids one month and i dont think im aloud out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3717616704999206725?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3717616704999206725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/knocking-on-wrong-door.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3717616704999206725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3717616704999206725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;big big hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i got it&lt;/span&gt; :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and i took photos with him, he put his arm around me :$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and i put my arm around his waist! :$:$ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and i squeezed someones ass :$ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;then i saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;david&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;WHAT A LOVELY DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;besides the fact that i got letter sent home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;and my brother saw my report. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ALL FUCKING GOOD :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ill edit this soon with pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-4767055007312550809?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-5651915764916133121</id><published>2009-07-04T15:41:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:42:25.393+10:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE OF WHO I AM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;MAILIN NGUYEN | CHS&gt;9 | VIET | MAY3RD95.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I am different, weird.  I get amazed by the littlest things. I laugh at the littlest things.  Its very easy to make me happy. I appreciate everything in my life and i don't regret anything, because i believe everything happens for a reason and a door has to close for a new door to open. I live life by qoutes and i'm looking forward to the future. I believe in 10 years time there will be flying cars. I'm some what of a loser, lol! I'm a bi-polar, add cunt. Sometimes i'm really sad and emo and sometimes i'm really happy and out of it, and i can change moods in a split second. I like suprises and i'm scared of the dark. I'm still scared of my own house. I get scared of anything that comes out of no where. I don't fall in and out of love very easily. I like being out with friends. I try to be happy with what i have because when i didn't have it, that was what i wanted. Decisions are hard for me coz i want it to benefit others as well as myself. I'm self contious. I don't have someone i look uo too. I make myself, i'd rather be different then fit it. You can tell alot about people by looking at their shoes, who they are, where have they been and all that. And if you look into someones iPod you can tell alot about them. My life has more of the downs then ups, but its getting better. My life is pretty full-on and i love it. I am Mae, this is me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;music:&lt;/span&gt; I cannot live without music. I listen to it when i shower, sleep, everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;my room:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt; this is a place where i can be myself. i love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;family:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt; daddy, mom and brotherzz. Piss me off like shit, but i'm thankful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt; my life would be a complete trainwreck if i didn't have any of them. their all fucking sluts. lol!  from tina, xochilt, hang to all them b'baller dudes. we are "slutville". Thankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;David Huynh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt; Your somewhat like MY hero. You saved me from heartbreak and i'm so glad i met you (thank you steven :D ) I love you david, my girlfriend :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;banananana ice-cream: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;this shit makes me so happy, lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;pasta &amp;amp; V: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;a perfect dinner, lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;my webslider and ds: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;keep me from thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;hate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate selfish sluts, people who arn't considerate of others feelings, i hate seafood and i hate unfaithful dickheads. i hate alot of other stuff too, but this is all i could think of, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;if your up to here, wow. bored stalker cunt, lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-5651915764916133121?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/5651915764916133121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/9-viet-may3rd95.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5651915764916133121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5651915764916133121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/9-viet-may3rd95.html' title='UPDATE OF WHO I AM.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1066170426366339452</id><published>2009-07-02T20:41:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:45:44.145+10:00</updated><title type='text'>River flows in you. Doo-do dooo do-do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm feeling this constant sadness.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I gave Rocky advice today with how to deal, and yet, i'm not taking them. I'll eventually get over it. Fuck man, I seriously need a diary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1066170426366339452?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1066170426366339452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/river-flows-in-you-doo-do-dooo-do-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1066170426366339452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1066170426366339452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/river-flows-in-you-doo-do-dooo-do-do.html' title='River flows in you. Doo-do dooo do-do.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3165571545729955453</id><published>2009-07-01T19:50:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:13:46.290+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I want it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i'm dying inside, and no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;no one can see that fake smile i pull.&lt;br /&gt;why do i keep running from the truth all i ever think  about is you.&lt;br /&gt;only one person knows how i feel, and they ain't even there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this shit is deserted bro. so thats why im writing like its my diary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3165571545729955453?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3165571545729955453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3165571545729955453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3165571545729955453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-it.html' title='I want it.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3770379958524619484</id><published>2009-06-27T16:05:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:41:17.585+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;King of pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt; I'm sorry. I laughed when Xochilt told me you died. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone misjudged you. You did what you loved, and you loved what you did even when people were having their own thoughts. You were an inspirational person, if it wasn't for you people would be on their couches. You are one of those people, people will never forget. I don't know why but I'm so sad about this :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badluck for the other lady who died on this day. What a bad day to die on. Rest in peace Farrah Fawcett.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3770379958524619484?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3770379958524619484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3770379958524619484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3770379958524619484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute.html' title='Tribute.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3684122773670506655</id><published>2009-06-26T19:40:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:55:30.783+10:00</updated><title type='text'>R.i.p Michael Jackson.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;The king of pop died today, i'd like to wish him.. peace in his rest? LOL :( Rest in peace Michael Jackson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I'd also like to wish Hang and Johnny 3 months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Omg, i got done today bro. jigged school, went cabra got caught by cops, roflmao. had an arvo and came home dad told me off and grounded me until who knows. no more going out :( no more seeing david D: fking ms. goodwin, SUCK MY DICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3684122773670506655?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3684122773670506655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3684122773670506655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3684122773670506655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-michael-jackson.html' title='R.i.p Michael Jackson.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-8239761657785961471</id><published>2009-06-25T18:59:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:12:14.627+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got cramps! nuuu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;hi. haven't blogged for ages. no one does. nothings been happening lately. stupid cold weather and period pain,  grr. i'm gonna be moody for the next three days. i've been breaking out a lot lately too! omg, bad day :(  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;well today was funny, laughed so much.  "i'm beached iz brew" too hangs fat laugh, LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;end of school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; had to walk michaels way home today, full had to piss too. we had a confession talk, LOL. before that, i saw david, only for a minute then he went, how sad. i've realized i love him alot and he means alot to me, and it would be terrible if i lost him. i've been missing him alot lately too. linda told me something funny about him today, LOL. and i know something funny about linda vu. WHY?! HAHAGAGA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;oh yeah, i changed my skin :D after an hour of searching. i found this nice one too but it didn't work. so i used this one, this one was being a bitch too but i figured it out because i'm genius babe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;well, i find myself missing david again. and these cramps are pissing me off. i need a panadol. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-8239761657785961471?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/8239761657785961471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-got-cramps-nuuu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/8239761657785961471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/8239761657785961471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-got-cramps-nuuu.html' title='I&apos;ve got cramps! nuuu.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-4522779393292236867</id><published>2009-06-14T16:04:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:24:23.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I shouldn’t have let go, I should’ve held on tighter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;hello there. so i've just finished reading "conversations between us" by solangel.. and it was fucking great! :D I'd say its better then twilight, way better then twilight. but the ending is disappointing and very sad. but i recommend you to read it :) it made me cry. but it taught me something. you can't really trust anyone, even if you've been through so much shit with them. If this story was true, fuck, i thought i had it bad, LOL. really really sad. another good fan fiction was my ping pong boy. that was also good, i can't really remember after reading cbu. cbu is so long, 600 pages or something. i asked my brother if he could print it for me :D i managed to finish it in 2 days? something like that. i will now read An Epitome Of Simplicity, which i also have on paper. Then I will read all Solangels fan fictions :D THEN I WILL FIND MORREEEEEE AND MOREE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Pingpong boy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conversations between us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An Epitome Of Simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banana Pancakes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Joy Of being Happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Ardor Series.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love bugged.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I love fanfictions! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-4522779393292236867?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/4522779393292236867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/4522779393292236867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/4522779393292236867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-there.html' title='I shouldn’t have let go, I should’ve held on tighter.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-4864100372823380670</id><published>2009-06-13T14:52:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:03:30.639+10:00</updated><title type='text'>"maeeeeee, will you be my gf?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so yesterday was a normal day, with twist and turns. went school. david came to pick me up. went to the little park and we hugged for like 30 minutes and i kept saying i needed to go but he wouldnt let go. i could feel his heart beating really fast. i didn't know what was happening. he kept laughing that retard. then he was like "maeee, i love youu." i was like ok, i'm going how. he didn't let go, then like 10 minutes later he was like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;"maeeeeee, will you be my gf?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I said "no, just jok!, yes.". I know, lame&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;we hugged one last time and i went, when he was about twenty feet away i screamed out pussy, LOL. so he wouldn't hit me or something. it was indeed a beautiful day like david said between our hugs. the sky was bright blue and only a few clouds. the sun was very shiny and setting. we were standing next to an autumn tree, the trees with falling leaves? the orange ones yeahhh. yeah, all that time johnny was waiting for david, LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;12th June 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love David Huy Huynh.&lt;br /&gt;AND,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would Like to wish Brendan "Hot" Bui a very happy birthday! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-4864100372823380670?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/4864100372823380670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/maeeeeee-will-you-be-my-gf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/4864100372823380670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/4864100372823380670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/maeeeeee-will-you-be-my-gf.html' title='&quot;maeeeeee, will you be my gf?&quot;'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3658892312273041676</id><published>2009-06-10T19:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:24:48.287+10:00</updated><title type='text'>help me run away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I don't know what I want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I don't know who I love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I don't know who I can trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;But I know I wanna escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I can't breathe, when I see you. I can't speak, when you call. I can't stand the thought of losing you, anymore. I can't look, when I see you around him at all. But, I wont give up on you baby, you're worth fighting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3658892312273041676?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3658892312273041676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-know-what-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3658892312273041676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3658892312273041676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title='help me run away'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-5472058048110358557</id><published>2009-06-09T18:42:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:43:50.606+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANNA GTFO</title><content type='html'>AND I SWEAR MY LIFE IS FKING UP AGIAN.&lt;br /&gt;MY MUMS SUCH A FUCKING PISS OFF!&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T SHE JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;and i swear to god, i want to runaway from all this&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA BE FUCKING ALONE!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-5472058048110358557?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/5472058048110358557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-i-swear-my-life-is-fking-up-agian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5472058048110358557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5472058048110358557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-i-swear-my-life-is-fking-up-agian.html' title='I WANNA GTFO'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-778607021297669575</id><published>2009-06-08T19:27:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:25:32.977+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WELL TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;i baked cookies in the morning! it was fail. then i netted for a while, then i went to see david (yay!) stayed with him till 4. then i went shops, with dad. came home went shops with brother bought food to make pizza and bannananana cupcakes! :D right now i'm waiting for them to get ready! so excited :D i'll put a picture later. overall today was a good day, because i saw david :D now ciao! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siz3w7SGxMI/AAAAAAAAACM/XdOK5nVAVRQ/s1600-h/Picture+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siz3w7SGxMI/AAAAAAAAACM/XdOK5nVAVRQ/s320/Picture+272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344919277701350594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siz3h014qAI/AAAAAAAAACE/fcuAICJmH5E/s1600-h/Picture+268.jpg"&gt;                 &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siz3h014qAI/AAAAAAAAACE/fcuAICJmH5E/s320/Picture+268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344919018274334722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siz3h014qAI/AAAAAAAAACE/fcuAICJmH5E/s1600-h/Picture+268.jpg"&gt;                 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-778607021297669575?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/778607021297669575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/778607021297669575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/778607021297669575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-today.html' title=''/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siz3w7SGxMI/AAAAAAAAACM/XdOK5nVAVRQ/s72-c/Picture+272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-8658365451220194026</id><published>2009-06-07T23:12:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:36:20.595+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I want this, and that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm like bored off my nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;So yeah. My wishlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;LG stereo system ($350), iTouch ($340), any hair straightener ($60-$150)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siu-3ey30kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mB6FlBa-cuk/s1600-h/lg-fa163-dab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siu-3ey30kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mB6FlBa-cuk/s320/lg-fa163-dab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344575243173745218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siu-rsGimEI/AAAAAAAAABs/FBKVVTDqK2k/s1600-h/itouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siu-rsGimEI/AAAAAAAAABs/FBKVVTDqK2k/s320/itouch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344575040587470914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siu-rsGimEI/AAAAAAAAABs/FBKVVTDqK2k/s1600-h/itouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siu-8sSe8NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_-KzOORZO3I/s1600-h/ghd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siu-8sSe8NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/_-KzOORZO3I/s320/ghd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344575332695339218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;and yeah. I wanna paint my room to either, hot pink, or lime green. and i also want plates, for my teeth. and i want to be a good girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-8658365451220194026?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/8658365451220194026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-like-bored-off-my-nuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/8658365451220194026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/8658365451220194026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-like-bored-off-my-nuts.html' title='I want this, and that.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/Siu-3ey30kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mB6FlBa-cuk/s72-c/lg-fa163-dab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-6797947134352236376</id><published>2009-06-07T22:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:55:36.902+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Second thoughts about us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a fucking boring day. I feel like I'm about to die or something. I've got this huge bruise (i think) on my knee, i don't know how i got it, but its fking killing me. you know what i just realized? I'm really moody on weekends if I'm not with anyone. which is the case today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, i'm having second thoughts about us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we hardly ever talk anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;not on msn or phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i wonder if you still like me ;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but y'know, shit happens ay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;life goes on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love you David Huynh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I say a lot, I mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't even know why i'm typing this here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ROFLMAO, you ain't even gonna read it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think life is slipping back to the old ways again :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't wait it tooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i'm weak, but i will fight.&lt;br /&gt;i'm inpatient, but i'll wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xo, mae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-6797947134352236376?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/6797947134352236376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-fucking-boring-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6797947134352236376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6797947134352236376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-fucking-boring-day.html' title='Second thoughts about us.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3792276353178084901</id><published>2009-06-07T17:48:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:37:28.552+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my lazy sundays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;well today was boring!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;I found out what Pierre said to Xochilt.&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;WHAT THE FUCK?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;His gonna pay, hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well, holiday Monday tomorrow :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to see David :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I miss him like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;xo, mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3792276353178084901?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3792276353178084901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-lazy-sundays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3792276353178084901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3792276353178084901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-lazy-sundays.html' title='my lazy sundays.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-2505209046199319929</id><published>2009-06-07T12:40:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:59:44.981+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;"&gt;So yesterday (6th June 2009) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I woke up at like.. 8:30 so I could clean the house, i ate and watched TV (tiger cruise). at around 10:30. I went to have a shower. Got ready and waited for Tina to come. She was late 40 minutes.. my brother also wanted me to come with him to buy a play station. so i brang Tina along too. we went to livo. shopped around. omg, i saw this gumball candy corner shop thing. it was so cool! i bought a huge ass gobstopper :D my brother bought the ps3. now we have 2. since my brothers don't like sharing, what a waste of money. we explored livo, then around 4 my brother dropped us off at cabra. chilly came. cindeey and all was also there. then hang came in with bhb. we played DDR and pump. then Tina wanted to go. so we went to woolys to buy food. drinks, lollies, baking stuff and yeah. chilly also taxed foundation, it was so mad, LOL, a mirror flips out. we were so fascinated we full started screaming and jumping LOL. i taxed a eyeliner for Tina and she didn't even thank me, tuh! we then headed for my house. we walked pretty slow. we decided to go through the school. hang was like i'm gonna go look in the toilets. and we walked off. we were like lets wait for her she has our drinks ROFLMAO. we kept walking and she didn't come out.. we thought she was tricking us so we decided to keep walking and hide behind a building. by then me &amp;amp; chilly really needed to go to the toilet. she still hasn't came out. we got scared so we decided to go back for her then she came out LOL fail! so we continued walking. then we tried to run away from hang but she didn't even chase us LOLOL. the bate gate was locked so we had to slide under the gate. xochilt climbed it and struggled LOL. we saw the little black dog and we played with it :D it was so funny and cute. we finally got home. we ordered pizza. we put on lesbian vampire killers in my mums room. then mum came up. so we had to go down. the pizza came and we turned off all the lights and ate and watched the movie. the movie was so stupid! but it was funny, it wasn't even scary! and like.. im a little pussy. we finished watching it. then we decided to do some stuff. then we came back, talked for an hour then chilly and tinas dads came, by then it was like around 8. huy and peter wanted to come but no. LOL. me and hang decided to bake cupcakes LOL. we didn't have butter, so my brother took us to woolys to buy butter. we ended up buying heaps more stuff LOL. we got home and baked the cupcakes, it was full fail! but it was nice looked like a cake ROFL. I made a pretty one for hangs mum so she wouldn't get angry. i was planning to personally deliver it . we cleaned up then brother drove hang home. we got to hangs house and i came to the door to personally deliver to cupcake. to bad hangs sister got the door, LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;overall, yesterday was so far the best day of 09.&lt;br /&gt;we all agreed to never forget this day, LOL&lt;br /&gt;If you were there you would understand :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I love these chicks. They make life worth-while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina, Xochilt &amp;amp; Hang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;- - - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;well today i don't think i'll be doing anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i miss david, alot :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;well i'm gonna go have a shower now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-2505209046199319929?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/2505209046199319929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-yesterday-6th-june-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2505209046199319929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2505209046199319929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-yesterday-6th-june-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-5473580767148149751</id><published>2009-06-04T18:12:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:01:49.564+10:00</updated><title type='text'>foolishness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;so today i went to school :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i didn't do much work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i wanted the day to end.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so david could walk me home. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day came onto an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i walked to front gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i received a message saying: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;i cant make it today, david. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;very niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SieDFlTT6UI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZGdfZapu06I/s1600-h/so+dumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SieDFlTT6UI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZGdfZapu06I/s320/so+dumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343383614834075970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i also took a picture with eugene's glasses in maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-5473580767148149751?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/5473580767148149751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/foolishness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5473580767148149751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/5473580767148149751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/foolishness.html' title='foolishness.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SieDFlTT6UI/AAAAAAAAABk/ZGdfZapu06I/s72-c/so+dumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-7615958433178410098</id><published>2009-06-03T18:55:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:17:45.483+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Be healthy, suck a dick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;According to recent studies, blowjobs are the healthiest breakfast because they come with 1 sausage, 2 nuts and a shot of protein shake. Stay healthy. Suck a dick!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-7615958433178410098?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/7615958433178410098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/be-healthy-suck-dick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7615958433178410098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7615958433178410098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/be-healthy-suck-dick.html' title='Be healthy, suck a dick!'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-1445338402322005368</id><published>2009-06-03T17:44:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:00:59.826+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad weather.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;So today, i went to school dry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I came home soaking wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;btw, i love david huynh. alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-1445338402322005368?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/1445338402322005368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1445338402322005368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/1445338402322005368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-weather.html' title='Bad weather.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-6162052629779395104</id><published>2009-06-03T16:10:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:49:26.271+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The pass few weekends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;31st May 2009. Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Thanh Le!&lt;br /&gt;me and xochilt went to parra in the morning to go shopping. we went to cabra, bought train tickets. then we went to tg, played a game of pump and 1 round of ddr, noticing that our train is coming. we missed it, ROFL. then we had to wait another 30 minutes for the next train. so we decided to go submerge. i bought a mossimo bra, 35$ f5. we walked back to ts. i realized i didn't have my train ticket anymore, so i had to buy a new one.  we went to parra shopped around and shit bought clothes. xochilt taxed new makeup and it wasn't in her tone. lolol. we were full starving and we wanted to save our bellies for thanhs. but then... we got really hungry, so we ate maccers. at 3 something we headed back for cabra. called david to come but he took his sweet ass time coming, so we went off to thanhs. then half way up joohn st, he called, and said where are you. roflmao. we also took our sweet ass time getting to thanhs. we didn't know where his house was so vanny came and got us from back gate. i took the bike and made vanny and xochilt walk :D it was so far from back gate if you walked, hahah! there was a big jumping castle out front. we ate, played cards. then me and xochilt went to play on the jumping castle. i swear it felt like i was on xtc. it was full fun. i miss it now! then everyone came on, we played and played till 8, then me, xochilt and tina headed back to my house. then yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th May 2009. Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home in the morning, then around 1ish, me and brother went shopping. I was looking for jeans at loose threads and i couldn't find any. instead my brother got a pair of lee jeans! pshhh. i saw this really nice Elwood hoodie but yeah brother said it was a rip off. then we went to submerge, i ended up buying a onitsuka tiger jacket there, it was 100$. then i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd May 2009. Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;That day my dad came back. We had a party. I decided to invite friends over too. I called Xochilt, Tina, Hang, Linda Vu, Sean, David &amp;amp; johnny over. We ate, took photos and yeah. It was a fun day. Welcome back daddy, good to have you back agian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-6162052629779395104?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/6162052629779395104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/31st-may-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6162052629779395104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6162052629779395104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/06/31st-may-2009.html' title='The pass few weekends.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-2245042160603525988</id><published>2009-05-23T17:11:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T17:11:35.019+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hi, I'm a homo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today I realised that I love Linda because she rocks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-2245042160603525988?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/2245042160603525988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-im-homo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2245042160603525988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/2245042160603525988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-im-homo.html' title='hi, I&apos;m a homo'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-873218434570547573</id><published>2009-05-18T11:08:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:49:04.681+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, yesterday was my birthday outing. We all met up at tg. We played ddr/pump till everyone came. Then we headed to mt to e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at. On our way t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;here Johnny was singing with pumped up music (how embarassing) lol! &amp;amp; a bird shited on tina! HAHA, it was full white and watery. Me and Peter were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;full laughing, she threatened to bash me :( we (me and peter) were just about to vomit, lol! my eyes were full teary. that shit could of got me tho. i was standing right next to her, because she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;was strangling me. karma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a! we then arrived at mt, we played a few rounds of cards and we ordered food. jenny ate alot :O like alot, it was so funny. then we got out the cake, it was choclate, it was like my last years cake but this was only smaller, lol! theres a picture o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;f it below :D we payed and went back to tg. we played pump/ddr again. I started feeling really hot, and i got a headache and a sore throat, i swear it was hell! I went outside with david &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and he said i had swine flu :( so i coughed on him :) then i started feeling really cold again so we went back in, then i started acting retarded. i started feeling really really sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my mum called and i had to go, david walked me half way then we said bye :( then i met my mum on john st, we went to buy food then we headed home. i pee'd then headed for the b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ed. when i got in i couldn't move coz it hurt to much, so i just layed there and slept. it was dffic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ult to breathe. it was really really hot and i was sweating like hell, but if i took my blan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ket off i would freeze. i decided to call david and he teased me. we talked then he had to go somewhere. i just laid there, i screamed for my mum but she didn't heaar me, lol! i w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as calling her  for like 10 minutes. then i decided to call her room phone with my room phone! isn't that awesome? :o i asked her to bring me medicine, she made me eat rice :( i could hardl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y get up, eventually i did took me like 5 minutes to properly sit up, but i only slid back do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wn, so i just stayed like that. i ate like 3 spoons and got tired. my brother came out of his room and he started laughing at me ;o then david called back we talked and i was feeling tired so yeah. tho i couldn't sleep, it was so hot! i was like .. on fire D: at like 3, i finally g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ot my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;normal temperature back, i finally could get up, so i went to do a pee :D i still had a sore throat tho. then yeah.. here are the photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/ShC7r0idw3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/wjaLsFc0-7Q/s1600-h/5456315739a10836146554ml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/ShC7r0idw3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/wjaLsFc0-7Q/s320/5456315739a10836146554ml.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336971919946007410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/ShC7bc7k-YI/AAAAAAAAABI/yXHPMy2zYgc/s1600-h/5456315739a10836146581ml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/ShC7bc7k-YI/AAAAAAAAABI/yXHPMy2zYgc/s320/5456315739a10836146581ml.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336971638730979714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;thanks for the cake :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/ShC95140mWI/AAAAAAAAABY/4S0B7RlMDZU/s1600-h/Picture+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/ShC95140mWI/AAAAAAAAABY/4S0B7RlMDZU/s320/Picture+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336974359849638242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; thanks for the perfume tina :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;overall, thanks for the day everyone :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tho, it was the shittest night of my life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-873218434570547573?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/873218434570547573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-yesterday-was-my-birthday-outing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/873218434570547573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/873218434570547573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-yesterday-was-my-birthday-outing.html' title=''/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/ShC7r0idw3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/wjaLsFc0-7Q/s72-c/5456315739a10836146554ml.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-6024639945634037323</id><published>2009-05-13T14:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:48:38.399+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;eh, nothings been happening, so yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;mae, xo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-6024639945634037323?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/6024639945634037323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/eh-nothings-been-happening-so-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6024639945634037323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6024639945634037323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/eh-nothings-been-happening-so-yeah.html' title='Nothing at all.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-6907983711047893539</id><published>2009-05-10T18:31:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:48:00.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Mothers day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;'your a bitch sometimes, most of the time :D but i'm thankful for everything you've done, it's proberly gonna help me in life, not now, but later. You ain't gonna see this, so I don't know why I'm typing this here, ROFLMAO. I think my mums pregnant! LOL   ☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, today I went out to cabra, with david, jenny, rocky, johnny, sean and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Marcus (i think thats how you spell it) is so cute, lol! The guys taught him how to swear D: Sluts. After a while johnny and sean went back to johnnys house to get money but they never came back, lol. then jenny and marcus went, he gave us all a hug :D then me, rocky, rockys friend and david went to the park, we stayed there abit, they were eshing... me and david where talking then i pushed his head to the side and it full cracked and i thought he broke his neck, full scared the shit out of me, and he went along with it too, bloody bitch. me and david decided to go back to cabra to buy a mothers day card. We went to woolys, and i  bumped into andrew, :). Both me and david bought cards. they were like $6.50 each! omgoshhh. LOL. we then went to tg, then i had to go, it was so sad. we went to buy chicken roll, and we asked for a pen too, so we could write in the cards, david let me write in the card for his mum, LOL. i wrote: happy mothers day mum, from david and mae, LOLOL. Yeah, kinda weird 'coz she ain't my mum but david told me too :D. then we both went our different ways.. LOL. came home, did homework, and now i'm here :D now i shall leave! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If you read the whole thing you are a bothered, bored cunt, LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&amp;amp; I miss david, already, :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;mae, xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-6907983711047893539?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/6907983711047893539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-today-i-went-out-to-cabra-with-david.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6907983711047893539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/6907983711047893539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-today-i-went-out-to-cabra-with-david.html' title='Happy Mothers day.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-3088923486297462474</id><published>2009-05-09T23:42:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:21:15.873+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omg! so like yesterday, my brother decided to buy a boat kinda thing, sailing thing, lol! I asked him how much was it gonna be he was like $700. so today he went to buy it, he took like the whole day! When he came home, he was singing. I ran down to see what happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brother: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm going "boating", i'm going boating.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*o_o"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brother: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bought the boat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Is it?! How much?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brother: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How much?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brother: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;$2200.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WHAT!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*draw on the floor.&lt;/span&gt; Are you shittin' me?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brother: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your shittin' me!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and so on, but like yeah, what a waste of money :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;And he can't even give me some mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ney :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Well i'm gonna take a ride in it one day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But overall today, I didn't do anything fun. Woke up early went somewhere with mum, ate mcdonalds, went home, net, net, net, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;missed david&lt;/span&gt;. and thats all, pretty shitty. but tomorrow i'll see david hopefully, yayers! and m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;others day. i'll go buy somethin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;g for mum tmr too. good day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mae, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p.s. i love david so much, i decided to take a picture,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SgWQnhb6apI/AAAAAAAAABA/pj9JGAZa9j0/s1600-h/jfg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SgWQnhb6apI/AAAAAAAAABA/pj9JGAZa9j0/s320/jfg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333828342354963090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SgWQG9XHQII/AAAAAAAAAA4/nX3pzZ75klY/s1600-h/wee.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-3088923486297462474?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/3088923486297462474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-so-like-yesterday-my-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3088923486297462474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/3088923486297462474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-so-like-yesterday-my-brother.html' title='Today, tonight.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nzyHE35q7vk/SgWQnhb6apI/AAAAAAAAABA/pj9JGAZa9j0/s72-c/jfg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-7975525466524077721</id><published>2009-05-09T14:11:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:44:19.954+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2 hours later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so like i finally fixed my blogspot, with jolines help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks joline :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i find it stupid how everything deletes when you change the skin, LOL. spent hours fixing it, then i find out it deletes everything when you change the skin, and i don't even like the skin! omg, why can't it be like bebo? D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm gonna explore now. bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;mae, xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-7975525466524077721?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/7975525466524077721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-hours-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7975525466524077721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7975525466524077721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-hours-later.html' title='Progress.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4274758059088870506.post-7795688409554908471</id><published>2009-05-09T12:37:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:28:07.349+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm new to this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm, so I started this thing yesterday &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'coz Linda told me to&lt;/span&gt;. I'm still here trying to figure out how to use this. It's so complicated brew! I need help :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;xo, mae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4274758059088870506-7795688409554908471?l=livefortheweekends.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/feeds/7795688409554908471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-new-to-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7795688409554908471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4274758059088870506/posts/default/7795688409554908471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livefortheweekends.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-new-to-this.html' title='I&apos;m new to this.'/><author><name>THE SKY MIGHT FALL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09156192891031000854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
