<?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-30334899</id><updated>2011-09-29T04:28:04.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i rock</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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make you the happiest girl forever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't wanna promise anybody anything,&lt;br /&gt;time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you sharon tong wan ping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-5696117062691439525?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/5696117062691439525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=5696117062691439525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5696117062691439525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5696117062691439525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;keeeeeeeeeeeeeeep procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything and anything that matters.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just set it aside and tell myself i'll do it someday. soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it never happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i've been waiting.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for something life changing to happen.&lt;br /&gt;a sign to tell me that it's time for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i could have lost my fucking life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even after this.&lt;br /&gt;all i care about it having fun.&lt;br /&gt;when will i grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will i truly fucking grow up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-2481824734182204835?l=i--rock.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-30334899.post-979363750766743315</id><published>2009-12-14T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:49:26.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love myself.</title><content type='html'>so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i am very free.&lt;br /&gt;and very bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i keep seeing ppl on fb or whatnot posting photos taken via macbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to do some photowhoring myself.&lt;br /&gt;of course mine's not a mac.&lt;br /&gt;ever since i got my desktop i've neglected my lappy.&lt;br /&gt;my sexy asus eee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;blogger must upload the photos five at a time.&lt;br /&gt;i rather fb. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-30334899.post-695066266565191560</id><published>2009-12-09T02:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:33:59.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to a dear friend</title><content type='html'>and to a dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i so much hope that you're gonna be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/Sx6cB_yEeRI/AAAAAAAAALk/Zhy-0we2P3c/s1600-h/IMG00042-20091118-2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/Sx6cB_yEeRI/AAAAAAAAALk/Zhy-0we2P3c/s400/IMG00042-20091118-2039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412935360261159186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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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/_JARegW36MqM/Sx6cB_yEeRI/AAAAAAAAALk/Zhy-0we2P3c/s72-c/IMG00042-20091118-2039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-8671546022523991026</id><published>2009-12-09T02:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T02:30:14.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after so long</title><content type='html'>it's been two thousand years since i've last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm on block leave.&lt;br /&gt;away from work, and a whole lotta time to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my usual thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;which gets me down.&lt;br /&gt;cause i think too much and i think too negatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing seems right at this point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;but i just live on, partying my life away.&lt;br /&gt;partying not for the sake of enjoying my friends' company.&lt;br /&gt;partying to get myself drunk and high.&lt;br /&gt;away from all the troubles and worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if anybody is ever gonna read this.&lt;br /&gt;which is good in a way.&lt;br /&gt;cause then maybe i can really truly vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've resorted to drinking myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;drinking beer so that i can fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;without thinking thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm typing this a lil drunk.&lt;br /&gt;and a lil depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't and i won't allow myself to show this side of me.&lt;br /&gt;but i need an outlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll come back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;it's nice to know that this blog here will live on longer than i ever would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, i'f like to say FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;as i can't freely express myself anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;as people judge, they always do.&lt;br /&gt;and i care too much about what other people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-8671546022523991026?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/8671546022523991026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=8671546022523991026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8671546022523991026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8671546022523991026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2009/12/after-so-long.html' title='after so long'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-476357752426018973</id><published>2008-11-13T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:51:02.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hard</title><content type='html'>work hard.&lt;br /&gt;party harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-476357752426018973?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/476357752426018973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=476357752426018973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/476357752426018973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/476357752426018973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2008/11/hard.html' title='hard'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-8768942978953480224</id><published>2008-10-28T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T00:19:44.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me likey</title><content type='html'>me likey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-8768942978953480224?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/8768942978953480224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=8768942978953480224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8768942978953480224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8768942978953480224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2008/10/me-likey.html' title='me likey'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-6666488417794836217</id><published>2008-09-26T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T01:05:26.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>star</title><content type='html'>live like a movie star.&lt;br /&gt;party like a rock star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-6666488417794836217?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/6666488417794836217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=6666488417794836217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/6666488417794836217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/6666488417794836217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2008/09/star.html' title='star'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-1880859940615061908</id><published>2008-09-24T01:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T01:58:36.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back again</title><content type='html'>guess who's baaaaaaaaaaaack. &lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i looked through my posts,&lt;br /&gt;i found a draft post from a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;no freaking idea why i didn't post it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's unfinished. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;so i posted it anyhow; scroll to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;st october &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reason why i'm back in the online world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/SNksqKVy9QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/T8Lssp0WKcE/s1600-h/P220908_00.53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249275943518926082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/SNksqKVy9QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/T8Lssp0WKcE/s400/P220908_00.53.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's the epitome of me.&lt;br /&gt;smart AND bimbotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVEs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-1880859940615061908?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/1880859940615061908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=1880859940615061908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1880859940615061908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1880859940615061908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-again.html' title='back again'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/SNksqKVy9QI/AAAAAAAAAHs/T8Lssp0WKcE/s72-c/P220908_00.53.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-801091361517885940</id><published>2008-04-27T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:58:00.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short getaway</title><content type='html'>i'm leaving for redang in a few hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really CANNOT wait for total relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been looking forward to this getaway since god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm afraid i'd be left with nothing to look forward to after. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;live in the now baby!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos not up cause.&lt;br /&gt;cause.&lt;br /&gt;cause, well, i'm a lazy bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'd take tonnes of photos at redang.&lt;br /&gt;so when i'm back maybe i'd photowhore.&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile. foo sl i love you. please be okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-801091361517885940?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/801091361517885940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=801091361517885940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/801091361517885940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/801091361517885940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2008/04/short-getaway.html' title='short getaway'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-7808906620360395834</id><published>2008-04-14T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:53:23.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>guess who's back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know.&lt;br /&gt;my last post was like six months back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i promised an onslaught. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey. things happen.&lt;br /&gt;things &lt;em&gt;happened&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm back now.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to shin. eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prepare for photo whoring madness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-30334899.post-7055824998315491001</id><published>2007-10-21T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T01:59:35.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not good not bad</title><content type='html'>these days i've been ok.&lt;br /&gt;not good.&lt;br /&gt;not bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the people(and dog) i have in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsRzwCp5PI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8it99zR8taY/s1600-h/20-10-07_1748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123708581831107826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsRzwCp5PI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8it99zR8taY/s400/20-10-07_1748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsReQCp5OI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8_DFcfl3-9c/s1600-h/10-10-07_1643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123708212463920354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsReQCp5OI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8_DFcfl3-9c/s400/10-10-07_1643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsQVQCp5NI/AAAAAAAAAHM/WFfKwOgBCMg/s1600-h/10-10-07_1642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123706958333469906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsQVQCp5NI/AAAAAAAAAHM/WFfKwOgBCMg/s400/10-10-07_1642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsQHgCp5MI/AAAAAAAAAHE/o-4Xt5JPie4/s1600-h/06-10-07_0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123706722110268610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsQHgCp5MI/AAAAAAAAAHE/o-4Xt5JPie4/s400/06-10-07_0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsPrgCp5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4Pj7CDM3ktU/s1600-h/roof+terrace+(59).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123706241073931442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsPrgCp5LI/AAAAAAAAAG8/4Pj7CDM3ktU/s400/roof+terrace+(59).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsOowCp5FI/AAAAAAAAAGM/btBwLQhrS1g/s1600-h/roof+terrace+(26).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123705094317663314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsOowCp5FI/AAAAAAAAAGM/btBwLQhrS1g/s400/roof+terrace+(26).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsPOwCp5II/AAAAAAAAAGk/8e0jaiPBKHU/s1600-h/roof+terrace+(50).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123705747152692354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsPOwCp5II/AAAAAAAAAGk/8e0jaiPBKHU/s400/roof+terrace+(50).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsPFwCp5HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ILowTnyKKcI/s1600-h/roof+terrace+(44).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123705592533869682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsPFwCp5HI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ILowTnyKKcI/s400/roof+terrace+(44).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsONgCp5EI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jRZQN-jUWO8/s1600-h/roof+terrace+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123704626166228034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsG5ACp45I/AAAAAAAAAEs/ULKEqDQ7pTg/s1600-h/marina+love+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123696577397515154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsG5ACp45I/AAAAAAAAAEs/ULKEqDQ7pTg/s400/marina+love+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsGNgCp44I/AAAAAAAAAEk/0TanEgG-N-w/s1600-h/marina+love+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123695830073205634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsGNgCp44I/AAAAAAAAAEk/0TanEgG-N-w/s400/marina+love+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsCVQCp41I/AAAAAAAAAEM/-U8aZuE8d6I/s1600-h/love+of+my+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123691565170680658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsCVQCp41I/AAAAAAAAAEM/-U8aZuE8d6I/s400/love+of+my+life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;timeline a bit screwed up. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/30334899-7055824998315491001?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/7055824998315491001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=7055824998315491001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/7055824998315491001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/7055824998315491001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-good-not-bad.html' title='not good not bad'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RxsRzwCp5PI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8it99zR8taY/s72-c/20-10-07_1748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-1015184964414513301</id><published>2007-10-21T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T14:52:57.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>onslaught</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;onslaught of photos soon. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/30334899-1015184964414513301?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/1015184964414513301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/Rxr0DgCp4zI/AAAAAAAAAD8/i9T93NnYLSw/s1600-h/tee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123675867065213746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/Rxr0DgCp4zI/AAAAAAAAAD8/i9T93NnYLSw/s400/tee.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it makes you happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then it can't be that bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it makes you happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then why the hell are you so sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-7457446026951459310?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/7457446026951459310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-735797757253682065</id><published>2007-09-25T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:46:47.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i am weird</title><content type='html'>i think i am weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-735797757253682065?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/735797757253682065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=735797757253682065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/735797757253682065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/735797757253682065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-think-i-am-weird.html' title='i think i am weird'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-8843467315020024236</id><published>2007-09-25T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:47:32.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RviZfbKF1xI/AAAAAAAAADs/r_m7dCpEioQ/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114006142024275730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RviZfbKF1xI/AAAAAAAAADs/r_m7dCpEioQ/s400/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-8843467315020024236?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/8843467315020024236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=8843467315020024236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8843467315020024236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8843467315020024236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/09/goodbye-love.html' title='goodbye love'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RviZfbKF1xI/AAAAAAAAADs/r_m7dCpEioQ/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-1968999057116532914</id><published>2007-08-21T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:28:37.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reservice</title><content type='html'>my boy is off to reservice.&lt;br /&gt;two weeks since monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me he'd have his phone by his side.&lt;br /&gt;and that he could pick up calls anytime.&lt;br /&gt;cause that was the case last reservice.&lt;br /&gt;so i thought two weeks would breeze by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his phone was confiscated.&lt;br /&gt;because it's camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last reservice they also never confiscate.&lt;br /&gt;same phone same camp what.&lt;br /&gt;and what's the rationale for confiscating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad enough that he'd be in there for two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;now don't even let me talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;and twenty sixth is our first year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the stupid whoever-they-are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my boy can only call me at night.&lt;br /&gt;and have to borrow his friend's phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he always picks up my calls. always.&lt;br /&gt;even if he's sleeping or what not.&lt;br /&gt;now i can't even talk to him when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for his call.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so much my boy. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-1968999057116532914?l=i--rock.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-30334899.post-8962983955380045314</id><published>2007-08-16T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T01:41:18.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a love story</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;a love story:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RsM08nvhfVI/AAAAAAAAABs/JpExVhe3-Qc/s1600-h/15-07-07_1421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098977419178638674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RsM08nvhfVI/AAAAAAAAABs/JpExVhe3-Qc/s400/15-07-07_1421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RsM4nXvhfiI/AAAAAAAAADU/7RJZiwvdlxM/s1600-h/hmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098981452152929826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RsM4nXvhfiI/AAAAAAAAADU/7RJZiwvdlxM/s400/hmmm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RsM08HvhfUI/AAAAAAAAABk/zJQX07zBESA/s1600-h/05-08-07_2137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098977410588704066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RsM08HvhfUI/AAAAAAAAABk/zJQX07zBESA/s400/05-08-07_2137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RsM0YXvhfTI/AAAAAAAAABc/GEzktARadFo/s1600-h/05-08-07_2136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098976796408380722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RsM0YXvhfTI/AAAAAAAAABc/GEzktARadFo/s400/05-08-07_2136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-8962983955380045314?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RsM08nvhfVI/AAAAAAAAABs/JpExVhe3-Qc/s72-c/15-07-07_1421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-2714278450222169094</id><published>2007-07-04T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T19:30:20.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work kills</title><content type='html'>work killed my social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. &lt;em&gt;transformers&lt;/em&gt; was amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-2714278450222169094?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/2714278450222169094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=2714278450222169094' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/Rn2QHV9DrnI/AAAAAAAAABU/ykGCMSJx_so/s400/i+rock025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/30334899-5832026668788667395?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/5832026668788667395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=5832026668788667395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5832026668788667395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5832026668788667395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/06/club-night.html' title='club night'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/Rn2QHV9DrnI/AAAAAAAAABU/ykGCMSJx_so/s72-c/i+rock025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-9045189147682814426</id><published>2007-06-22T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T11:31:27.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lack of sleep</title><content type='html'>lack of sleep murdered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my mind racing.&lt;br /&gt;and my body shutting down.&lt;br /&gt;that's what caffeine does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;but yet so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to collect diploma.&lt;br /&gt;get some shopping done.&lt;br /&gt;night's out with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blow it all off for some rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need the diploma for work.&lt;br /&gt;need to shop for work clothes.&lt;br /&gt;clubbing would do me good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's fuck all this planning.&lt;br /&gt;and long live spontaneity. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-9045189147682814426?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/9045189147682814426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=9045189147682814426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/9045189147682814426'/><link 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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-30334899.post-5215694064487971654</id><published>2007-06-18T06:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T06:36:47.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nine ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnW3BF9DrmI/AAAAAAAAABM/pShTTPZ8nIA/s1600-h/i+rock008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077165384336125538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnW3BF9DrmI/AAAAAAAAABM/pShTTPZ8nIA/s400/i+rock008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nine ball championships.&lt;br /&gt;and i am queen of &lt;em&gt;tyco&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-5215694064487971654?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-2214200730094882960</id><published>2007-06-17T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T05:03:38.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnRQHl9DrjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UeM7qRbubpY/s1600-h/i+rock009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076770771330903602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnRQHl9DrjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/UeM7qRbubpY/s320/i+rock009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we rock.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-2214200730094882960?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/2214200730094882960/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-2036462090462204942</id><published>2007-06-16T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T07:34:39.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人心不足蛇吞橡</title><content type='html'>a few days back my boy and me were lunching in delifrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were some broccoli and cauliflower with my steak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we started arguing about which is the broccoli and which is the cauliflower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was very damn sure i was right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was very damn sure he was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after that we went to NTUC to check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnQB3l9DrhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IQlQze5cMJM/s1600-h/broccoli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076684734546030098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnQB3l9DrhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IQlQze5cMJM/s320/broccoli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnQCCl9DriI/AAAAAAAAAAs/t1vBSSAVjmk/s1600-h/cauliflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076684923524591138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnQCCl9DriI/AAAAAAAAAAs/t1vBSSAVjmk/s320/cauliflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;broccoli and cauliflower respectively. i was wrong. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have to admit. my boy is pretty knowledgeable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just yesterday he taught me something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;人心不足蛇吞橡.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he even knew the story behind it ok. don't play play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;long long ago in china the empress got very very ill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the physician says she needs to eat the gall (蛇胆) of a certain snake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now this particular snake was a huge ass one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the empress seeked the help of her premier (首橡).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the premier then went to the snake and asked for its help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since the snake was so huge and so was its gall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the premier asked the snake if he could just remove one small part of the gall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the snake agreed since it wouldn't die if it was just a tiny piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the snake opened its mouth wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the premier went in and being greedy (人心不足) cut off the whole damn gall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the snake being in such pain closed his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;there you go. feel much more knowledgeable already? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-2036462090462204942?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/2036462090462204942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=2036462090462204942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2036462090462204942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2036462090462204942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/06/knowledgeable.html' title='人心不足蛇吞橡'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnQB3l9DrhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IQlQze5cMJM/s72-c/broccoli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-8061578795187562108</id><published>2007-06-16T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T20:53:20.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adorable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnPW4F9DrgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/RMxRI0sqOus/s1600-h/i+rock109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076637464135970306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RnPW4F9DrgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/RMxRI0sqOus/s320/i+rock109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;home from spending the night with my boy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my boy is beyond adorable without enough sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he gets all excited and say and do stupid stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't get enough of my boy. &lt;em&gt;i love you stupid.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;realised how i've been blogging frequently?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think it's because i feel this joy in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i wanna shout and tell the whole world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i can't possibly tell everybody i talk to how happy i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i have to get it out of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so why not blog it out and share my joy right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but sometimes i feel like i'm bragging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's my blog. i can brag all i want. *beams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have been trying to catch up with the friends i felt i neglected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it heartens me that they now know i really do appreciate them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it feels gooooooood i tell you. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. and i've got a kick ass dog. &lt;em&gt;nicole rocks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tell me what's there &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; to be happy about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-8061578795187562108?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/8061578795187562108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=8061578795187562108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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glowing.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why but i feel very contented.&lt;br /&gt;and all because of a book i read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not what you think&lt;/em&gt; by melissa hill.&lt;br /&gt;the whole world should read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to start treasuring the people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;because i know i haven't been much of a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;haven't been much of a sister.&lt;br /&gt;haven't been much of a friend.&lt;br /&gt;haven't been much of a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and i know i tend to take all good things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel strangely motivated.&lt;br /&gt;to be all that i can be. ALL THAT I CAN BE.&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell the world that i am happy. finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;exhilaration. enlightenment. appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;my life will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-5118977694396800173?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/5118977694396800173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=5118977694396800173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5118977694396800173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5118977694396800173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/06/not-what-you-think.html' title='not what you think'/><author><name>freakkette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-1207491926755581338</id><published>2007-06-12T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T13:12:07.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bragging</title><content type='html'>i didn't wanna tell the world this before i was absolutely certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M PREGNANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST KIDDING. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got myself a decent job. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in dbs and it pays 1.5k basic + o.5k allowances.&lt;br /&gt;which means a whooping 2k a month. WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;all that money to myself. oh the catastrophe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interview was surreal.&lt;br /&gt;3 rounds of tests.&lt;br /&gt;then the interview.&lt;br /&gt;the cold plus the nerves got me trembling my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;and to top that off. 2 interviewers.&lt;br /&gt;i was anxious like dunno what fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of it all.&lt;br /&gt;they said they felt very comfortable with me.&lt;br /&gt;and very comfortable with the way i communicate.&lt;br /&gt;and that i should wait for a call next week.&lt;br /&gt;you know. to see if i get the job.&lt;br /&gt;then they went on to say that no time should be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;and that they are gonna offer me the job on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you guys i rock. i totally rock theirs socks off.&lt;br /&gt;oh my. i am so shameless. i am bragging i know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: i know one day you'll stop loving me.&lt;br /&gt;him: yes. and that would be the day i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWW. i could have died out of sweetness right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;him: how come you bathe at my place still got your own smell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: because it's my smell what. is it a nice smell or a bad smell?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;him: (smelling my hair) of course it's a nice smell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trivial i know but i felt loved. WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UH OH. i am still bragging i know. why? cannot meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading this book about 2 really close friends.&lt;br /&gt;who ended up feeling so unfamiliar of one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"their friendship now was based more on past association than any real closeness."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's not become like that ok FOO SL? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-1207491926755581338?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/1207491926755581338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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factor&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;ryan sutter&lt;/strong&gt; is so beyond hotness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074527552861875682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JARegW36MqM/RmxX7F9DreI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k7OK8rXRi5k/s320/hotness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rooting for him in &lt;em&gt;the bachelorette&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and he did win and got married to trista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad but whatever. eye candy anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life has been beyond great.&lt;br /&gt;much love people. much love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noticed i love the word beyond right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-1298932792889840979?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;i mean i'm not a staunch catholic.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even go to church.&lt;br /&gt;but temples just freak me out ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;my mom's sister came to visit.&lt;br /&gt;all the way from malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always taken my room for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean i don't mind having her in my room.&lt;br /&gt;it was by all means logical.&lt;br /&gt;she can't possibly sleep anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said my bed was too soft.&lt;br /&gt;TOO SOFT.&lt;br /&gt;TOO SOFT?!&lt;br /&gt;i love my bed the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;and TOO SOFT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no such thing as TOO SOFT.&lt;br /&gt;or at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;as soft as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she ended up on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;it was her choice.&lt;br /&gt;my bed gives her back-aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just HAVE TO watch tv before i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and i only go to bed at like 4 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;so i can't watch tv while she's asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i end up in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i sneak back in to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and i realise she snores. &lt;br /&gt;i cannot sleep with people who snores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boy doesn't snore. THANK GOD.&lt;br /&gt;but his brother does.&lt;br /&gt;and it's damn loud snoring i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boy only snores once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;and it's like a whisper-snore. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her snore was like a talk-snore.&lt;br /&gt;audible but not loud.&lt;br /&gt;but still a disturbance to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i have my room back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I APPRECIATE HAVING MY OWN ROOM. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicole has grown a lot.&lt;br /&gt;only 6 months old.&lt;br /&gt;but such strong legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sleeps with me in my room now.&lt;br /&gt;and she definitely dreams.&lt;br /&gt;she twitches and her legs twitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes she licks her lips. AWW.&lt;br /&gt;must be having a feast in her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY NICOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing more to say. over and out.&lt;br /&gt;but in case people forget how i look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RjiXaTGtxNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OqNhmDEh-cY/s1600-h/i+rock143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RjiXaTGtxNI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OqNhmDEh-cY/s320/i+rock143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059960659411584210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-7855622310032421626?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/7855622310032421626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=7855622310032421626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/7855622310032421626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/7855622310032421626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/05/such-pretty-litte-thing.html' title='don&apos;t forget me'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RjiTfjGtxMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fqw74ekmg8U/s72-c/white+lashes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-4501221510901656877</id><published>2007-04-29T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T18:13:07.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-4501221510901656877?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/4501221510901656877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=4501221510901656877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/4501221510901656877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/4501221510901656877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/04/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-3932120033442588104</id><published>2007-04-19T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T16:56:45.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not my fault</title><content type='html'>HEY. IT'S NOT MY FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T SOUND SO RESENTFUL.&lt;br /&gt;BLAME YOUR INCOMPETENCE.&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T BOTHER TO SHOUT.&lt;br /&gt;BLAME YOUR LOUSY LIES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-3932120033442588104?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/3932120033442588104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=3932120033442588104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3932120033442588104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3932120033442588104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-840423404203790596</id><published>2007-04-06T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T17:12:17.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kbox</title><content type='html'>i might be going to sing k till morning.&lt;br /&gt;but this fever is killing me. :(&lt;br /&gt;and how to sing with a sore throat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-840423404203790596?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/840423404203790596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=840423404203790596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;stupid boy. i know you will be reading this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-9008585032634390888?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/9008585032634390888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=9008585032634390888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/9008585032634390888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/9008585032634390888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/04/white-pigeons.html' title='white pigeons'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-2166841957115922999</id><published>2007-03-31T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T04:40:48.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tai tai</title><content type='html'>my boy got a decent job.&lt;br /&gt;sales in a computer store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he said with his pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll pay for my mj sessions.&lt;br /&gt;and shopping and high tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bring me to nice places.&lt;br /&gt;and that i'll be like a tai tai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idealistic? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;romantic? YES. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love how fate had me fooled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from no strings attached.&lt;br /&gt;to the one love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rg1yT89431I/AAAAAAAAAFY/x12D2il7jXI/s1600-h/i+rock316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rg1yT89431I/AAAAAAAAAFY/x12D2il7jXI/s320/i+rock316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047816444460982098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-2166841957115922999?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/2166841957115922999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=2166841957115922999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2166841957115922999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2166841957115922999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/tai-tai.html' title='tai tai'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rg1yT89431I/AAAAAAAAAFY/x12D2il7jXI/s72-c/i+rock316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-8592656622305728155</id><published>2007-03-30T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:37:43.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgywCs9430I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sFhmBeVNA2U/s1600-h/imissschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgywCs9430I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sFhmBeVNA2U/s320/imissschool.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047602842852450114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-8592656622305728155?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/8592656622305728155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=8592656622305728155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8592656622305728155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8592656622305728155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-miss-school.html' title='i miss school'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgywCs9430I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/sFhmBeVNA2U/s72-c/imissschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-3000983138471972486</id><published>2007-03-26T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T03:24:55.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seventh month</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SEVENTH MONTH ANNIVERSARY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgbLHmdqEjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DCLZecb9MAs/s1600-h/i+rock264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgbLHmdqEjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DCLZecb9MAs/s320/i+rock264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045943763959681586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boy looks so dumb. he's gonna kill me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in marriage, there's the seventh year itch.&lt;br /&gt;maybe in couplehood got seventh month itch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i am so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicole is still adorable. so in love with her can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgbEVRURnSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3JgtKkZQxQE/s1600-h/i+rock083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgbEVRURnSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/3JgtKkZQxQE/s320/i+rock083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045936302219959586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-3000983138471972486?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/3000983138471972486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=3000983138471972486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3000983138471972486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3000983138471972486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/seventh-month.html' title='seventh month'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgbLHmdqEjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DCLZecb9MAs/s72-c/i+rock264.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-3732491338011564244</id><published>2007-03-23T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T08:06:53.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my room</title><content type='html'>well. here i am to blog AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say that I LOVE MY ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope it rains today cause I LOVE THE RAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love my room much more than the rain. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i might love the rain more than my room.&lt;br /&gt;or i love my room more than the rain. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;but i might possibly love the rain more than my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the lack of sleep is getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go watch happy feet on dvd now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'd love happy feet more than my room and the rain. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and happy feet is &lt;em&gt;kuai le de da jiao&lt;/em&gt; in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;HOW MUCH MORE FUNNY CAN THAT GET?! LMAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-3732491338011564244?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/3732491338011564244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=3732491338011564244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3732491338011564244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3732491338011564244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-my-room.html' title='i love my room'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-1230360909818117111</id><published>2007-03-23T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:45:10.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random ramblings</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling very random.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised my boy and i have very little to talk about over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;i've always not liked talking on the phone except for gossiping/bitching and catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with my boy, he's not interested in my gossips/bitchings.&lt;br /&gt;and we are around each other like almost 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;so there is obviously no catching up to do. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so normally we just watch tv together over the phone and talk about the show.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes we just talk about nothing in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgL5QhURnQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/iiVUs8A8ERo/s1600-h/i+rock236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgL5QhURnQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/iiVUs8A8ERo/s320/i+rock236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044868594825010434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love him with all my heart and all that i have.&lt;br /&gt;but he confuses me.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes he treats me so nice that i feel so pampered and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he would do all the small little things that mean so much.&lt;br /&gt;but other times he seems to neglect me and/or my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favourite songs can totally describe what i have with my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color=""&gt;he's soft to the touch &lt;br /&gt;but afraid at the end he breaks &lt;br /&gt;he's never enough &lt;br /&gt;and still leaves more than i can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what he's after.&lt;br /&gt;but he's so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;such a beautiful disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could hold on.&lt;br /&gt;through the tears and the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;won't it be beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;just a beautiful disaster.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incidentally. i tried to create a new email today.&lt;br /&gt;because my many email adds are just not very grown-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried beautifuldisaster@hotmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;and it was taken.&lt;br /&gt;tried it at gmail and it was taken too. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. i was reading through my past posts. &lt;br /&gt;and many interesting/ironic things popped up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once used the above song on a guy i had a crush on.&lt;br /&gt;but i am totally over him now and my boy is my one and only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#FFCC14"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, January 05, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     i want to have twins.&lt;br /&gt;     actually.&lt;br /&gt;     i really love kids.&lt;br /&gt;     but i have no patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     jack of all trades.&lt;br /&gt;     master of none.&lt;br /&gt;     i get so interested in things.&lt;br /&gt;     but get bored in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     karma is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     OKAY. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     xoxo&lt;br /&gt;     teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;font color="#FFCC14"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:17 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so ironic considering the hoola that happened. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some of my past posts talked about my ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;the guy that i thought i would marry and live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would be in love with him till the day we die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then something hit me.&lt;br /&gt;i love my boy more than i had ever love the ex.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't wanna marry my boy. weird huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also looked at the photos i posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can understand why people would choose to call me fat.&lt;br /&gt;but who would call her fat? she has a great figure ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgLzkhURnOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-1TNBq7-lPU/s1600-h/i+rock260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgLzkhURnOI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-1TNBq7-lPU/s320/i+rock260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044862341352627426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's one skinny ass and a very pretty little thing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really am very appreciative of what FOO SL and i have.&lt;br /&gt;i have never known how it would feel to have a soulmate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgL0NBURnPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pKBvuzIUAlI/s1600-h/zzZ-0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgL0NBURnPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/pKBvuzIUAlI/s320/zzZ-0054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044863037137329394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also realised i have love/hate relationships with my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE my family with ALL my heart.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes my mom's constant nagging gets on my nerves and i ignore her.&lt;br /&gt;and i bully my dad just because he dotes on me and always lets me get my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my da ge is always there for me but i'm not always there for him.&lt;br /&gt;and my er ge is trying to change his bad temperament but i'm not being suppotive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day i love them like crazy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgL79xURnRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-7cYFsDsjpw/s1600-h/happyfamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgL79xURnRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-7cYFsDsjpw/s320/happyfamily.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044871571237346578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing else to say and congratulate me people.&lt;br /&gt;i think this blog entry is my longest post ever. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-1230360909818117111?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/1230360909818117111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=1230360909818117111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1230360909818117111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1230360909818117111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-ramblings.html' title='random ramblings'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RgL5QhURnQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/iiVUs8A8ERo/s72-c/i+rock236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-6428262650714878416</id><published>2007-03-23T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T00:22:50.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a dance under the stars</title><content type='html'>the aggressors on my tagboard actually told the others to come read my blog.&lt;br /&gt;increase my blog hits only. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i wanna stop blogging about them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw something heart-warmingly romantic tonight.&lt;br /&gt;i went out of the house to throw nicole's poop down the rubbish chute.&lt;br /&gt;and when i looked down at the carpark below.&lt;br /&gt;i saw a couple dancing. waltzing actually.&lt;br /&gt;AWWW.. it is like so romantic to be dancing under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think they got inspired by the nine o'clock show on channel eight. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-6428262650714878416?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/6428262650714878416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=6428262650714878416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/6428262650714878416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/6428262650714878416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/high-hits.html' title='a dance under the stars'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-3257940533136761012</id><published>2007-03-22T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T23:06:44.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>barbaric tyrant</title><content type='html'>REVENGE OF THE EVIL &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#FFCC14"&gt;B&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ARBARIC &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#FFCC14"&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;YRANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i banned you from my tagboard. :Þ&lt;br /&gt;and it is fun to know that it bothers you. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-3257940533136761012?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/3257940533136761012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=3257940533136761012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3257940533136761012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3257940533136761012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/barbaric-tyrant.html' title='barbaric tyrant'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-1137317684234835201</id><published>2007-03-20T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T19:04:58.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the irony of it all</title><content type='html'>been mj-ing the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;lost a little, win a little.&lt;br /&gt;end up total win 6 bucks. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sacrificed so many hours of sleep for 6 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;but worth it i say. a million times worth it.&lt;br /&gt;mj is really a beautiful game.&lt;br /&gt;mind-challenging and allow for friends to gather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. nicole is still being adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rf-9RBURnNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MAeIUm3wJt0/s1600-h/i+rock078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rf-9RBURnNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MAeIUm3wJt0/s320/i+rock078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043958207787146450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like strangling her. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;because she shits and pees all over the house.&lt;br /&gt;and she pee-ed twice in my room. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other times i just want to kiss her all over.&lt;br /&gt;and cuddle her and rub her belly and tickle her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's MY dog. don't condemn me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-1137317684234835201?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/1137317684234835201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=1137317684234835201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1137317684234835201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1137317684234835201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/irony-of-it-all.html' title='the irony of it all'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rf-9RBURnNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/MAeIUm3wJt0/s72-c/i+rock078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-2954434921506903365</id><published>2007-03-19T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T09:46:05.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKERS</title><content type='html'>REVENGE OF THE EVIL THICK LIPS PART III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired of all these.&lt;br /&gt;and it's apologies not apologises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for giving my blog entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;but no thanks and please fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot figure out what you guys want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna scold me, do it in my face.&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna beat me up, bring it on.&lt;br /&gt;or if you're just getting kicks by doing this.&lt;br /&gt;then you guys are seriously screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've entertained you guys for long enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-2954434921506903365?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/2954434921506903365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=2954434921506903365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2954434921506903365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2954434921506903365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/fuckers.html' title='FUCKERS'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-2125762350402611978</id><published>2007-03-18T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T06:20:17.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revenge of the evil thick lips part ii</title><content type='html'>REVENGE OF THE EVIL THICK LIPS PART II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS got accomplices now! SO EXCITING.&lt;br /&gt;and KW is one of them. &lt;br /&gt;WEIRD cause i had nothing against him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR. maybe they just have something against fat people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i honestly feel very unaffected.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to feel indifferent towards mediocre people.&lt;br /&gt;maybe that's why. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the following definitions are for the uneducated people reading this.&lt;br /&gt;accomplices:- partners in crime.&lt;br /&gt;indifferent:- not making a difference, or mattering, one way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;mediocre:- of only ordinary or moderate quality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm think i'm like so considerate to include definitions.&lt;br /&gt;even spare a thought for them.&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a nice, considerate and magnanimous person. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-2125762350402611978?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/2125762350402611978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=2125762350402611978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2125762350402611978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2125762350402611978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/revenge-of-evil-thick-lips-part-ii.html' title='revenge of the evil thick lips part ii'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-6503143693880048387</id><published>2007-03-17T04:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T04:29:23.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat, so what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfr8QbpOs8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/u6gHe3UA6Pk/s1600-h/i+rock017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfr8QbpOs8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/u6gHe3UA6Pk/s320/i+rock017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042620092023485378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAT arms and FAT face. SO WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfr9ALpOs9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/49EfxS3iacw/s1600-h/bruised.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfr9ALpOs9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/49EfxS3iacw/s320/bruised.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042620912362238930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAT thighs. SO WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfr9rbpOs-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/6EskusO2k4s/s1600-h/i+rock134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfr9rbpOs-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/6EskusO2k4s/s320/i+rock134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042621655391581154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAT neck. SO WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGIVE YOU. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REVENGE OF THE EVIL THICK LIPS. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-6503143693880048387?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/6503143693880048387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=6503143693880048387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/6503143693880048387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/6503143693880048387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/fat-so-what.html' title='fat, so what?'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfr8QbpOs8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/u6gHe3UA6Pk/s72-c/i+rock017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-5294759839927388830</id><published>2007-03-17T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T03:55:27.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swim scare</title><content type='html'>HAHA. i had fun today. :)&lt;br /&gt;we went swimming.&lt;br /&gt;at somwhere we were not supposed to be at.&lt;br /&gt;TRESPASSING IS PUNISHABLE BY DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-5294759839927388830?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/5294759839927388830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=5294759839927388830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5294759839927388830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5294759839927388830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/swim-scare.html' title='swim scare'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-4673875730238178375</id><published>2007-03-16T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T06:37:17.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RfnKjLpOs7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/h1NzJ9h1jkE/s1600-h/hartt.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RfnKjLpOs7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/h1NzJ9h1jkE/s320/hartt.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042283963587933106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning with loads of love. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-4673875730238178375?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/4673875730238178375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=4673875730238178375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/4673875730238178375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/4673875730238178375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/good-morning.html' title='good morning'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RfnKjLpOs7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/h1NzJ9h1jkE/s72-c/hartt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-3822370157107566437</id><published>2007-03-15T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T02:19:31.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nicole</title><content type='html'>meet nicole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RfgkN7pOs0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rbjE1Nh4FK0/s1600-h/i+rock066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RfgkN7pOs0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rbjE1Nh4FK0/s320/i+rock066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041819604608791362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i own a dog. :)&lt;br /&gt;she's mine. all mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to not love an angel like her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. and she looks like pinky.&lt;br /&gt;the pinky from the cartoon pinky and the brain.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss bailey. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and talking about the people (and dogs) i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boy looks so strangely manly in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfg1QLpOs1I/AAAAAAAAADE/miKG-jRDy2Q/s1600-h/i+rock039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfg1QLpOs1I/AAAAAAAAADE/miKG-jRDy2Q/s320/i+rock039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041838334961169234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he brought me kite-ing the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfg2hrpOs3I/AAAAAAAAADU/duUCJulCL_g/s1600-h/i+rock044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfg2hrpOs3I/AAAAAAAAADU/duUCJulCL_g/s320/i+rock044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041839735120507762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the muscles. my sexy boy. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfg24rpOs4I/AAAAAAAAADc/_gSCy_FGD9I/s1600-h/i+rock045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rfg24rpOs4I/AAAAAAAAADc/_gSCy_FGD9I/s320/i+rock045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041840130257499010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to not love a boy who keeps his promises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. i resigned my hook-a-rich-angmoh-job like a few days into it.&lt;br /&gt;to put it crudely.&lt;br /&gt;i should be dining there and NOT working there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT PEOPLE. I LOVE THIS PRETTY WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-3822370157107566437?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/3822370157107566437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=3822370157107566437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3822370157107566437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3822370157107566437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/nicole.html' title='nicole'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RfgkN7pOs0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/rbjE1Nh4FK0/s72-c/i+rock066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-1964366770199111481</id><published>2007-03-05T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T02:02:03.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/ResfsYhEmOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9NPMXBGc6VA/s1600-h/nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/ResfsYhEmOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9NPMXBGc6VA/s320/nicole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038155455499901154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting work today/tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;the anticipation heightens.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll be able to hook a rich angmoh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-1964366770199111481?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/1964366770199111481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=1964366770199111481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1964366770199111481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1964366770199111481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/nicole-and-work.html' title='work'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/ResfsYhEmOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9NPMXBGc6VA/s72-c/nicole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-3396951349090504176</id><published>2007-03-02T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T09:02:50.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fondness</title><content type='html'>we were at the seaside he said.&lt;br /&gt;the skies were blue, the sea was blue.&lt;br /&gt;and i was blue. haha.&lt;br /&gt;everything was soothing he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice if it was all true.&lt;br /&gt;not the me being blue part though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he called and we chatted.&lt;br /&gt;and i was overwhelmed with fondness.&lt;br /&gt;i really do love him.&lt;br /&gt;he makes me smile for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he pats me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( i wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;because his bed just doesn't smell like mine.&lt;br /&gt;he pats me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only it was up to me to decide fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i got home last night at 2 plus.&lt;br /&gt;i went in my parents' room.&lt;br /&gt;and saw my mom sleeping in my dad's embrace.&lt;br /&gt;can't put this feeling into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the luckiest girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;everyday of my life i'm surrounded by love.&lt;br /&gt;kinship, friendship and my boy.&lt;br /&gt;i never want this feeling to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it be this way ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-3396951349090504176?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/3396951349090504176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=3396951349090504176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3396951349090504176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3396951349090504176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/fondness.html' title='fondness'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-9077240698204533157</id><published>2007-03-02T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T04:56:31.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA</title><content type='html'>firstly. :D *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think people with thick lips are dumb. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me fat. call me obese.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;because i am what.&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't make me a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"is your friend pretty? if she is i'll style my hair."&lt;br /&gt;tell me how much more superficial can he get? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think i'm capable of murder then you're seriously screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever heard of figure of speech?&lt;br /&gt;let me explain in layman's terms for you.&lt;br /&gt;when i say i feel like strangling the noisy kids.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean i'm gonna do it!&lt;br /&gt;are you like fucking dumb or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the whole thing is pretty amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know how little you seem to me?&lt;br /&gt;when you insult rather than try reasoning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW YOU MR. THICK LIPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all those fuckers over at foo sl's blog.&lt;br /&gt;have low EQ.&lt;br /&gt;talk senselessly and side with the ones who do them wrong.&lt;br /&gt;target the person instead of the event.&lt;br /&gt;keep your enemies closer than your friends is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP AND SMELL THE COFFEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't attack them in foo sl's blog as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would never wanna go through what foo sl is going through.&lt;br /&gt;i can understand and totally empathise with her feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GIRL AND WILL ALWAYS BE HERE FOR YOU. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-9077240698204533157?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/9077240698204533157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=9077240698204533157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/9077240698204533157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/9077240698204533157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/03/ah.html' title='HAHA'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-5582872203264213904</id><published>2007-02-26T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T06:38:48.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>six months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/ReIPyr-UYUI/AAAAAAAAACc/VXOICDYCJ1k/s1600-h/i+rock111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/ReIPyr-UYUI/AAAAAAAAACc/VXOICDYCJ1k/s320/i+rock111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035604696825618754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already been six months.&lt;br /&gt;of tender loving care. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SIXTH MONTH ANNIVERSARY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you take all my nonsense and crap.&lt;br /&gt;and tolerate all my wickedness.&lt;br /&gt;and with you i will never be the same person again.&lt;br /&gt;because you've shown me what love stands for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never want this love to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-5582872203264213904?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/5582872203264213904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=5582872203264213904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5582872203264213904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5582872203264213904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/02/six-months.html' title='six months'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/ReIPyr-UYUI/AAAAAAAAACc/VXOICDYCJ1k/s72-c/i+rock111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-2622553189843267597</id><published>2007-02-12T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T06:14:07.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of imbeciles</title><content type='html'>SOME PEOPLE HAVE NO MANNERS.&lt;br /&gt;WHEN YOU HAVE ARGUMENTS WITH ALL.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE IT'S TIME TO RE-EVALUATE YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;YES. YOU KNOW I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN KISS MY PERKY LITTLE ASS.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I DON'T FRANKLY GIVE A DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRA LA LA LA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-2622553189843267597?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/2622553189843267597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=2622553189843267597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2622553189843267597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2622553189843267597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/02/of-imbeciles.html' title='of imbeciles'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-2182579879346892839</id><published>2007-02-09T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T02:41:34.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up</title><content type='html'>what a day.&lt;br /&gt;screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up on my last paper.&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up when my papa saw me with my boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my boy screwed up when he pissed me off. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he come under my block.&lt;br /&gt;pulled his ears and did 2o squats.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;just to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;despite him being alone down there.&lt;br /&gt;tell me where to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was damn funny la.&lt;br /&gt;i was laughing like crazy 14 floors up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then just now i went downstairs find him.&lt;br /&gt;and my papa dunno why came down 5 mins after.&lt;br /&gt;what an end to a screwed up day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my papa won't tell mama about my boy.&lt;br /&gt;i can understand why they want me to leave him.&lt;br /&gt;but if only they got to know him.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure they'd fall for him as hard as i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-2182579879346892839?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/2182579879346892839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=2182579879346892839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2182579879346892839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2182579879346892839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/02/screwed-up.html' title='screwed up'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-8398052820699372651</id><published>2007-02-06T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T02:34:57.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lacklustre</title><content type='html'>i came across a word.&lt;br /&gt;lacklustre.&lt;br /&gt;isn't it interesting?&lt;br /&gt;how when you put two words together.&lt;br /&gt;it conveys a totally different meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.&lt;br /&gt;lack means that:&lt;br /&gt;lack [lak ]&lt;br /&gt;noun&lt;br /&gt;definition:&lt;br /&gt;1. shortage: a complete absence of a particular thing&lt;br /&gt;2. something absent: something that is needed but is in short supply or missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lustre means:&lt;br /&gt;lus·ter [lústər]&lt;br /&gt;noun  (plural lus·ters)&lt;br /&gt;definition:&lt;br /&gt;1. impart glossy finish to something: to impart a glossy finish or coating to something&lt;br /&gt;2. glorify something: to give something a glorious or magnificent quality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lacklustre is defined as:&lt;br /&gt;lack·lus·tre [lák lùstər]&lt;br /&gt;adjective&lt;br /&gt;definition:&lt;br /&gt;lacking excitement: lacking energy, excitement, enthusiasm, or passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i haven't been blogging much.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what i'm busy with.&lt;br /&gt;i think and i know i spent too much time with my boy. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then someone i know went ahead to blog 7/8 times today. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;re-ignites my passion for blogging only. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something happened that made me realise.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;you never ever really let go even when you think you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;galvin tan wei jian is all i need to fill my life with laughter. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-8398052820699372651?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/8398052820699372651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=8398052820699372651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8398052820699372651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8398052820699372651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/02/lacklustre.html' title='lacklustre'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-8271422615881324781</id><published>2007-02-06T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T01:39:48.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;my boy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rcdq2Ak5a7I/AAAAAAAAACE/pub5Lq26U0A/s1600-h/i+rock302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028104985082686386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Rcdq2Ak5a7I/AAAAAAAAACE/pub5Lq26U0A/s320/i+rock302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i found the love of my life. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-8271422615881324781?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/8271422615881324781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=8271422615881324781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/8271422615881324781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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that i have not been wearing makeup for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;it feels strangely wierd to see myself in makeup.&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i have stopped photo-whoring altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because photos of myself in a hairband and without makeup turns me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come this entry is so very looooooooooooong and resembles an essay?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Ra3eHYDRRyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CRysTBpImLo/s1600-h/irock452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020913377884587810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Ra3eHYDRRyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CRysTBpImLo/s320/irock452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-3109141596269162387?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/3109141596269162387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=3109141596269162387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3109141596269162387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3109141596269162387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/01/bad-hair.html' title='bad hair'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/Ra3eHYDRRyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CRysTBpImLo/s72-c/irock452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-6026224997798998369</id><published>2007-01-17T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T11:05:27.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of scrutiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;only GOD will judge me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of people scrutinising and judging me.&lt;br /&gt;the way i look, the things i do or say.&lt;br /&gt;when they don't even know who i really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i sometimes do that too.&lt;br /&gt;as in judge people without any knowledge of who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i sometimes do things the way people want/expect me to.&lt;br /&gt;for fear of them judging me the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;but honestly, WHY SHOULD I CARE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so from this point on.&lt;br /&gt;a new lease on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;only GOD will judge me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;many exciting and sometimes distressing things have been going on.&lt;br /&gt;mostly conflicts and indecisiveness.&lt;br /&gt;adds colours to my life only. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those gung-ho small time gangsters over at foo sl's blog.&lt;br /&gt;very entertaining and strangely brainless i must say.&lt;br /&gt;it's like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;boohoo. my hubby doesn't love me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i should act stupid and make the NOT-third party's life hell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think love is severely over-rated.&lt;br /&gt;can't live with it, can't live without it.&lt;br /&gt;that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom decided to get the home repainted!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna paint my room purple.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe pink. or maybe even a more drastic yellow.&lt;br /&gt;don't really know yet but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna get my hands on that iphone from apple.&lt;br /&gt;damn cool can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive my ramblings. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-6026224997798998369?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/6026224997798998369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=6026224997798998369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/6026224997798998369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/6026224997798998369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/01/of-scrutiny.html' title='of scrutiny'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-3302109317196970395</id><published>2007-01-07T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T02:16:28.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something horrible</title><content type='html'>i realised something horrible.&lt;br /&gt;actually not realised.&lt;br /&gt;i was more of in denial about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then foo sl jolted me out of my 3 weeks holiday fun spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROJECTS OF ALL MODULES ARE NOT DONE.&lt;br /&gt;now with only one day left.&lt;br /&gt;how are we ever gonna be able to get anything even remotely done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's mmit.&lt;br /&gt;then law.&lt;br /&gt;and my bd.&lt;br /&gt;our gems how?&lt;br /&gt;pth got project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW SHIT IS THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided that a radical change is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-3302109317196970395?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/3302109317196970395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=3302109317196970395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3302109317196970395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/3302109317196970395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2007/01/something-horrible.html' title='something horrible'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-7974709068440452208</id><published>2007-01-05T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T03:24:47.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>karma</title><content type='html'>i want to have twins.&lt;br /&gt;actually.&lt;br /&gt;i really love kids.&lt;br /&gt;but i have no patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jack of all trades.&lt;br /&gt;master of none.&lt;br /&gt;i get so interested in things.&lt;br /&gt;but get bored in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karma is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-7974709068440452208?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/7974709068440452208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=7974709068440452208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/7974709068440452208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my papa is quite the fashionista.&lt;br /&gt;he is nearly 6o you know.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY PAPA SO SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-1885901734111788332?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/1885901734111788332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=1885901734111788332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1885901734111788332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1885901734111788332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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seldom use "?".&lt;br /&gt;hor?&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna start using it often.&lt;br /&gt;okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel free.&lt;br /&gt;free to do whatever i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i've let go.&lt;br /&gt;of a burden that's been suppressing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw bawang today.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't exactly see him.&lt;br /&gt;but he saw me.&lt;br /&gt;we were at the same place at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;mr. bawang didn't come say hi.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;break my heart only. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the cckss gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end with an interestingly true quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"all humans are equal. but some humans are more equal than others."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice right? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-1543134726122968730?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/1543134726122968730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=1543134726122968730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1543134726122968730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/1543134726122968730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-moving-on.html' title='i&apos;m moving on'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-5206219265831539153</id><published>2006-12-26T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T01:23:00.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to add on</title><content type='html'>i just want to add that i feel like i'm living a lie.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the epitome of pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why i find that funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i fell down today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people i hang out with would know that i always hurt myself.&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;i fell on the shaky bridge thing in a playground.&lt;br /&gt;as in slipped flew in the air and fell on my ass kind of fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people saw. -.-&lt;br /&gt;at least i wasn't alone but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss secondary school days so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-5206219265831539153?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/5206219265831539153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=5206219265831539153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5206219265831539153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/5206219265831539153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-add-on.html' title='to add on'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-8646596996605889139</id><published>2006-12-26T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T00:59:47.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not me</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;it's not me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish you happiness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;theresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-8646596996605889139?l=i--rock.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-30334899.post-2249845884659966885</id><published>2006-12-23T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T23:41:50.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;it's christmas eve eve eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna mj my christmas away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't like seeing people sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it just really affects me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel sad when the people i care for are sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today i realise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even the people i don't know affects me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this little girl was laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that made me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she was laughing because her brother was chasing her around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she fell down. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she started wailing and screaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that made me sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was like i was her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my emotional roller coaster was right behind hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i'm wierd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RY1N99rXJ0I/AAAAAAAAABg/ywFsgZEXxgQ/s1600-h/i+rock345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011747687257024322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OBohsCdjDlI/RY1N99rXJ0I/AAAAAAAAABg/ywFsgZEXxgQ/s320/i+rock345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/30334899-2249845884659966885?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/2249845884659966885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=2249845884659966885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2249845884659966885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/2249845884659966885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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BUT VERY ANGRY.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T SEE WHY I SHOULD JUST SIT AROUND.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T CARE HOW SHE FEELS ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;I AM GONNA ENJOY MY LIFE WHILE I STILL FUCKING CAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-6515082177285174181?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/6515082177285174181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=6515082177285174181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/6515082177285174181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/6515082177285174181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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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/_OBohsCdjDlI/RYhLHtrXJzI/AAAAAAAAAA8/norRBGAiQBY/s72-c/i+rock327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116638571514398232</id><published>2006-12-18T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T04:04:27.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>i don't think i'm spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;but i know i'm pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe because i'm the youngest in the family.&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm wilful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my dad so much.&lt;br /&gt;i know he dotes on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day i fell on my ass.&lt;br /&gt;blame the wet floor.&lt;br /&gt;blame the slippery flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that FOX was around since 1948?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so random i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm an emotional person.&lt;br /&gt;passionate maybe.&lt;br /&gt;i feel a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;and i get really affected by everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say so much more.&lt;br /&gt;but i'd then be baring myself to my readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am a sort of schizophrenic.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have a great da ge.&lt;br /&gt;he has a temperament like my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want him to know that i am so proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;for all that he have accomplished so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESIDENT'S AWARD ok. don't play play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's now an officer in the army.&lt;br /&gt;and he never fails to be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;and will always tell me the right from the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody should get a brother like that. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's now the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;and i love mahjong so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to slim down this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i know i always say this.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe this time i can be the next nicole richie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always read your entries.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so want to be the person you're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sound so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope you read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's never going to end in a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;but i want you to know you're still the one i loved the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116638571514398232?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116638571514398232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116638571514398232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116638571514398232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116638571514398232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/12/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116601982469274911</id><published>2006-12-13T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T22:23:44.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perky little ass</title><content type='html'>bloody &lt;em&gt;hum-drum&lt;/em&gt; of life is suffocating me.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need time to myself.&lt;br /&gt;peace of mind is really all i ask for.&lt;br /&gt;but misery loves company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the bad goings just come rolling altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;kiss my perky little ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116601982469274911?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116601982469274911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116601982469274911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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blogging.&lt;br /&gt;because there's pretty much nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually.&lt;br /&gt;i have a report due in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;a powerpoint due in a week.&lt;br /&gt;and a report that's long overdue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am not in the right mind to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are friends for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*contents removed*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;friends forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel a strong sense of helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some space.&lt;br /&gt;yet i want someone to lean on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need help.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm too proud to ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug.&lt;br /&gt;but there's no one to give one to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to cry in my mother's arms.&lt;br /&gt;and let her tell me everything is gonna be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everything is not gonna be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;my laptop is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;but it's with my brother now.&lt;br /&gt;i promise.&lt;br /&gt;when i get it back.&lt;br /&gt;i'll treat it nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything works out in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116495230064402632?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116495230064402632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116495230064402632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116495230064402632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116495230064402632'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;i'm trying to curb my cab addiction.&lt;br /&gt;and have been taking the train more often.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel richer already. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;i am my own person.&lt;br /&gt;nobody should dictate what i should or should not do.&lt;br /&gt;so i can spend the way i fucking like to ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people just pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;wolf in sheep's clothings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a good enough mood to not stay pissed.&lt;br /&gt;haha. smell the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116256860019716162?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116256860019716162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116256860019716162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116256860019716162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116256860019716162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-boy-reads-my-blog.html' title='my boy reads my blog'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116155391708529579</id><published>2006-10-23T05:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T05:51:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about him</title><content type='html'>i don't know why i see the need to explain myself to &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;a wrong decision that i can't recitify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe foo sl is right.&lt;br /&gt;about me not knowing that i want sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always stopped myself from blogging about &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;or talking about &lt;em&gt;him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or thinking about &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some things are hard to just throw away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i regret many of the things i did and said.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have given up.&lt;br /&gt;but then i realise i still haven't given up hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was till the day i saw &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; after so long.&lt;br /&gt;the day that i think destroyed everything i ever was to &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING IS SO WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; still cares or think about me.&lt;br /&gt;but i would never want &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;but i think that's what &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; wants from me.&lt;br /&gt;for me to be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say at least i still have the memories.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't.&lt;br /&gt;not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i done?&lt;br /&gt;i really just want to know.&lt;br /&gt;what have i done to myself, my life, my everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karma can be such a pain in the ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116155391708529579?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116155391708529579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116155391708529579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always look on the bright side of life people would say.&lt;br /&gt;but i honestly think i am an optimistic pessimist.&lt;br /&gt;or pessimistic optimist. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i think of all the bad things that could possibly happen.&lt;br /&gt;and then i tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;nah. everything is gonna be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like taking one deep breath and exhaling all these bad feelings out.&lt;br /&gt;but life isn't that way. you can't just forget.&lt;br /&gt;it just gets tucked away in a deep dark corner of your mind/ heart.&lt;br /&gt;and then when it gets too cramped.&lt;br /&gt;everything just bursts out of you with this overwhelming suffocation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to think of all the things that would cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;but not even chocolates worked.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going through some sort of depression.&lt;br /&gt;where nothing in my life just seems right.&lt;br /&gt;i'm neither here nor there nor anywhere at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116129640274241642?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116129640274241642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116129640274241642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116129640274241642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116129640274241642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-had-bad-day.html' title='i had a bad day'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116093486084144941</id><published>2006-10-16T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T02:00:06.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiew wei</title><content type='html'>i lost 23 bucks playing mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;who can lose 23 bucks playing 1o cents 2o cents.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;although it was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;and this kiew wei guy got on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;but he's funny to mock at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took cab there 23 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;lost 23 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;take cab back 18 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEND 6o OVER DOLLARS FOR FEW HOURS OF FUN.&lt;br /&gt;worth it i say. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mj went to my boy's friend's place.&lt;br /&gt;took a 2 hour nap.&lt;br /&gt;then breakfast at mcdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;then went my boy's place sleep till 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;then went to the store straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't go home for like so long.&lt;br /&gt;and i was glittery all over. GOLD DUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so taking the train to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;i insist.&lt;br /&gt;because i borrowed books and never got a chance to read them.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even halfway through the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just rambling on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;and on and on and on and on and on and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/i%20rock119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/i%20rock119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peas on a fork.&lt;br /&gt;symbolic ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me. it means disrupted peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116093486084144941?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116093486084144941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116093486084144941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116093486084144941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116093486084144941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/10/kiew-wei.html' title='kiew wei'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116067581012992365</id><published>2006-10-13T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T02:04:26.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aiyo aiyo aiyo</title><content type='html'>AIYO.&lt;br /&gt;really all i can say is AIYO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'm a soft-hearted person.&lt;br /&gt;but apparently i am.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes being hard-hearted is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYO AIYO AIYO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stress can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like bitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't wanna reveal too much.&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to keep it all in.&lt;br /&gt;but i realised i wouldn't know how to tell anyone what i'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;and i doubt anyone will truly understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just like when trying to quit smoking.&lt;br /&gt;you're so determined.&lt;br /&gt;but you just can't seem to bring yourself to really put your foot down.&lt;br /&gt;or in this case.&lt;br /&gt;put your ciggie down. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm still in the mood for jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he drowns in his dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;an exquisite extreme i know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's as dumb as he seems &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and more heaven than a heart could hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if i try to save him &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my whole world could cave in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm longing for love and the logical &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but he's only happy hysterical &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm waiting for some kind of miracle &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waited so long so long &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's soft to the touch &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but afraid at the end he breaks &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's never enough &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and still leaves more than i can take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;such a beautiful disaster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not talking about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i am a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;and an evil person.&lt;br /&gt;and i do feel horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how do you control the way your heart chooses to feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all messed up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116067581012992365?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116067581012992365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116067581012992365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116067581012992365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116067581012992365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/10/aiyo-aiyo-aiyo.html' title='aiyo aiyo aiyo'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116063363740965361</id><published>2006-10-12T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:15:09.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stun stun stun</title><content type='html'>WAH STUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother just called me.&lt;br /&gt;and told me she felt happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she say past few days she felt horrible.&lt;br /&gt;i told her me too.&lt;br /&gt;then she say let's promise each other to not be like this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wants me to break with my boy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really dunno how to to.&lt;br /&gt;aiya. don't care first.&lt;br /&gt;as long as mom happy i happy then ok liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY MOM LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/i%20rock087.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/i%20rock087.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;she'll kill me if she know i post this photo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love mom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116063363740965361?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116063363740965361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116063363740965361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116063363740965361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116063363740965361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/10/stun-stun-stun.html' title='stun stun stun'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116063169974270198</id><published>2006-10-12T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T13:41:39.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in school</title><content type='html'>I TOOK A TRAIN TO SCHOOL TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;I CAME TO SCHOOL TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after near 2 weeks of absence of school.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of missed school.&lt;br /&gt;notice the use of the word missed.&lt;br /&gt;as in past tense you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and skipped school yesterday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;but it's bd now.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel so shag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate bd.&lt;br /&gt;it's not the people.&lt;br /&gt;nor willy wong.&lt;br /&gt;it's just bd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and FOO SL and CKL never come school today.&lt;br /&gt;na na pok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a train to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boy went fishing yesternight.&lt;br /&gt;until 11+ today.&lt;br /&gt;such an uncle him.&lt;br /&gt;then he go home play dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must as well come school fetch me. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;and caroline is nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;realised she always mark our attendances.&lt;br /&gt;even when we didn't ask her to.&lt;br /&gt;chio chio chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEE.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to talk like FOO SL who talks like i-dunno-who who probably talks like someone else.&lt;br /&gt;SUCK MORALE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ba bi bu. pong ping pang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116063169974270198?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116063169974270198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116063169974270198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116063169974270198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116063169974270198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-in-school.html' title='a day in school'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116050657760289888</id><published>2006-10-11T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T03:01:15.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mended</title><content type='html'>relationships mended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my er ge as he is now.&lt;br /&gt;he's like so joyful can. so not use to that.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my mom.&lt;br /&gt;when she pats my head and tell me she only wants the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYO. but i still dunno what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was fun.&lt;br /&gt;but foo sl and i cannot stop sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and cars are fun to look at. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and chua lai wang.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry ok.&lt;br /&gt;that sunday i slept the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;didn't managed to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;but we'll definitely do it sometime soon ok.&lt;br /&gt;and let's NOT invite mandy. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had such a horrible night last night.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel so much better today.&lt;br /&gt;although the lack of sleep is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sleeping pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm so glad mom and me are okay.&lt;br /&gt;or at least i think we're okay.&lt;br /&gt;she has a very weird temperament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel so much more free.&lt;br /&gt;felt so burdened when she was ignoring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I TOLD HER ABOUT MY BOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she don't like him.&lt;br /&gt;suck morale. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. AND LOOK AT THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/wah%20lau008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/wah%20lau008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you see that bruise?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;souvenir from that day at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;i ran into a pole. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and foo sl is addicted to massaging it.&lt;br /&gt;is it called massaging?&lt;br /&gt;aiya. she's just compulsively abusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna stop abruptly here.&lt;br /&gt;because i just don't feel like blogging anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST DON'T FEEL LIKE IT OKAY?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116050657760289888?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116050657760289888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116050657760289888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116050657760289888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116050657760289888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/10/mended.html' title='mended'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116025641170596797</id><published>2006-10-08T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T05:26:51.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like a child</title><content type='html'>LOOK AT THE FREAKING TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 in the morning. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just played crocodile, blind mice, ice-man and 7 up.&lt;br /&gt;i had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;just like re-living my childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent like 5 hours at the playground playing games.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;there's so much more to life then studies and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having fun doesn't mean clubbing nor shopping.&lt;br /&gt;it can just be pure childish laughter.&lt;br /&gt;not in town but at a playground with slides and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so want to be a child again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the guys are still there playing. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky i'm home.&lt;br /&gt;my mom just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;got a price to pay.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i think i was too barbaric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell down twice.&lt;br /&gt;and ran head on into a pole.&lt;br /&gt;bruises all over.&lt;br /&gt;but worth it. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had so much fun i'm beaming as i'm typing this.&lt;br /&gt;HEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how nice if life is always like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have much time left to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must study hard.&lt;br /&gt;then next year must work work work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously think i'm gonna die early.&lt;br /&gt;with all the bad habits i have.&lt;br /&gt;and all the illnesses i already got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to go out again and have as much fun as tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but next week on.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;and study real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot afford to miss any more lessons.&lt;br /&gt;i am already so far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAU.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly feel very stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about childish games. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i think i love him.&lt;br /&gt;because of all the fun i have with him.&lt;br /&gt;and his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love not having to worry at all when i'm with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/i%20rock267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/i%20rock267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boy will always be my childish lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you three.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you four-ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IN OTHER NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plan to not sleep and go open store with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are closing down on me.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom is still not talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;never offend a woman. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot find my damned wallet.&lt;br /&gt;SHITNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy i feel like i've never been depressed before.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so actually i'm quite easily fulfilled right?&lt;br /&gt;just give me a playground and some friends. :))&lt;br /&gt;somemore i'm so easy to entertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY, NOON, EVENING AND NIGHT PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;childish teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116025641170596797?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116025641170596797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116025641170596797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116025641170596797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116025641170596797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/10/like-child.html' title='like a child'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116006601548032103</id><published>2006-10-06T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T00:33:35.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate wars</title><content type='html'>i cannot decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are kinder buenos the best chocolates in the world.&lt;br /&gt;or are ferrero rocher the best chocolates in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hersheys are definitely next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i present to you.&lt;br /&gt;THE CHOCO MONSTER FUDGE COOKIE. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/i%20rock013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/400/i%20rock013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn freaking delicious.&lt;br /&gt;especially when heated a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;i so yearn for chocolate now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SAD LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i want to go for chocolate feast.&lt;br /&gt;want to doesn't mean can. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate is an aphrodisiac i heard.&lt;br /&gt;don't know about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it definitely lifts my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT ME SOME CHOCOLATE NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116006601548032103?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116006601548032103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=116006601548032103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116006601548032103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/116006601548032103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/10/chocolate-wars.html' title='chocolate wars'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-116005719567904909</id><published>2006-10-05T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:19:49.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of irrelevance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/i%20rock231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/i%20rock231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/irock123.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still think of him.&lt;br /&gt;this is desolation to the maximum.&lt;br /&gt;HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how when you're sad.&lt;br /&gt;you listen to sad songs.&lt;br /&gt;and you get even more sadder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;more sadder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;is not me.&lt;br /&gt;it's IT'S not me leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you all something funny.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still laughing now can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoo called and cried for help.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i thought what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out her sandals broke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way over to SAVE her.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot stop laughing okay.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;i had to resist the urge to tell the cabbie what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST HAD TO SHARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so funny can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i reached.&lt;br /&gt;she told me she was reflecting on her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;she said she felt hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;wah lau. cannot sop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she said if no one come and save her.&lt;br /&gt;she would jump down the mrt track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so glad i have such a lamer as a friend. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i feel so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh i don't know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know what he's after.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but he's so beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;such a beautiful disaster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i could hold on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;through the tears and the laughter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;won't it be beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just a beautiful disaster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting to fall in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i told my boy i was hungry.&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't leave house.&lt;br /&gt;because my mom is still angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he bought fish porridge for me.&lt;br /&gt;and left it at my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;it tasted exceptionally great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually porridge taste nice.&lt;br /&gt;been eating it for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;i love porridge.&lt;br /&gt;i can eat it for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. and now.&lt;br /&gt;something totally irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring lesson + pms = FOO SL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/i%20rock260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/i%20rock260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressful project + boring lesson = CHONG KAI LING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/i%20rock259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/i%20rock259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring lesson + great lighting = PHOTO WHORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/all%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/all%20me.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on another irrelevant note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PAPA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/i%20rock262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/i%20rock262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy dearest looks so adorable.&lt;br /&gt;very hip right.&lt;br /&gt;the turned-up collar look fits him so well.&lt;br /&gt;havoc right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long entry due to the long hours spent at home.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sick and i can't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-116005719567904909?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/116005719567904909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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hellhole i call my f-king life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am angry and sad.&lt;br /&gt;and nobody seems to want to hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home today to a messed up room.&lt;br /&gt;the anger i felt was unimaginable.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to throw the f-king chair out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to grab all my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and leave and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love my family no matter how crazy she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging is not helping one least f-ing bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115980718315436808?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115980718315436808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115980718315436808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115980718315436808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115980718315436808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/10/fuck-world.html' title='fuck the world'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-115971113524751105</id><published>2006-10-01T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:58:55.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home on a sunday night</title><content type='html'>home on a sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;i've missed being able to just hang out.&lt;br /&gt;you know.&lt;br /&gt;on my own with my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so at peace right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mom cooked today.&lt;br /&gt;i really miss eating homecooked food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's really true.&lt;br /&gt;everything changes.&lt;br /&gt;but changes might not be bad.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my old life.&lt;br /&gt;but i still love the life i'm living now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a good enough mood today.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like shaking my ass.&lt;br /&gt;SHAKE SHAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybody look at me, me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i walk in the door you start screaming &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on everybody what you here for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;move your body around like a nympho &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybody get your necks to crack around &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all you crazy people come on jump around &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to see you all on your knees, knees &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you either want to be with me, or be me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. i'm a man-eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like bitching today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boy told me today that i take and don't give.&lt;br /&gt;but he still loves me what.&lt;br /&gt;so why should i bother right? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115971113524751105?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115971113524751105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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BLOGGING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115950810011025651?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115950810011025651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115950810011025651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115950810011025651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115950810011025651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/09/serious-case-of-addiction.html' title='serious case of addiction'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-115949981254831275</id><published>2006-09-29T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T11:16:52.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog addict</title><content type='html'>do you people realise i've been blogging very often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-addicted to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;for now.&lt;br /&gt;because i have so many things to say but no one to say it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played mahjong last night.&lt;br /&gt;sho happy.&lt;br /&gt;now i not so &lt;em&gt;gian&lt;/em&gt; mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;but i wanna play over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very indifferent right now.&lt;br /&gt;like i dunno what's my mood.&lt;br /&gt;not happy.&lt;br /&gt;not sad.&lt;br /&gt;just indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get what i'm trying to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think the fish noodles in SP taste great.&lt;br /&gt;like absolute-heaven that kinda great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my menses is coming.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;ok. maybe you people didn't have to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been kind to me i think.&lt;br /&gt;just that i don't really know how to appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a great family that i know i can count on.&lt;br /&gt;and i love my friends who have always been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;and now i have my boy who makes me smile no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;and mahjong is my passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i shall be more positive.&lt;br /&gt;and stop depressing over nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love rock and roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post so random.&lt;br /&gt;ramblings from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are hurting from overdue contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;i have a pimple on my cheek the size of america.&lt;br /&gt;and school is sucking the happiness out of poor old me.&lt;br /&gt;i think my feet looks too masculine.&lt;br /&gt;and my brother flew to taiwan this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my. i feel so depressed AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115949981254831275?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115949981254831275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115949981254831275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115949981254831275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115949981254831275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-addict.html' title='blog addict'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-115939249873503292</id><published>2006-09-28T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T05:40:49.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lack of clothes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/irock534.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/irock534.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i NEED new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but shopping has just passed me by.&lt;br /&gt;no more desire to shop till i drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i need new fancl base and remover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;NO not shopping.&lt;br /&gt;just buy and then go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody just kill me please.&lt;br /&gt;serious lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm stuck nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i go to sleep now i can forget attending lessons.&lt;br /&gt;if i don't sleep i'll be a zombie later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snoopy gonna pick me up from school later.&lt;br /&gt;sho sho sho happy.&lt;br /&gt;then maybe i can go get my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE.&lt;br /&gt;tell me tell me tell me what to wear later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kisses,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115939249873503292?l=i--rock.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-30334899.post-115933910447380156</id><published>2006-09-27T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T14:38:24.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i stand alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;here i stand alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with this weight upon my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why but these lyrics pop into my head.&lt;br /&gt;and it totally describes how i feel now.&lt;br /&gt;not that i am actually alone per se.&lt;br /&gt;but just feel so lonesome and definitely burden-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really truly hate school.&lt;br /&gt;but i do realise that after graduation i'm gonna miss school.&lt;br /&gt;but school really does manage to suck the life out of you.&lt;br /&gt;if not for my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how i'd have managed to push through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. another depressing post i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115933910447380156?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115933910447380156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115933910447380156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115933910447380156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115933910447380156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-i-stand-alone.html' title='here i stand alone'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-115928618073470819</id><published>2006-09-26T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T23:56:20.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy day</title><content type='html'>*beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so happy today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boy quit his no-life job.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;sho happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got into some sort of fight there.&lt;br /&gt;then he don't want the people to go bomb the stall.&lt;br /&gt;somemore the stall not his mah.&lt;br /&gt;haha. bomb as in you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear people playing mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;it's tuesday night leh.&lt;br /&gt;make me &lt;em&gt;gian&lt;/em&gt; mahjong only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;my speech more and more gangsta.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the first month anni.&lt;br /&gt;did nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;but i totally enjoyed his company.&lt;br /&gt;i feel stress-free with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the fact that you know.&lt;br /&gt;no strings attached. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long never wear make-up.&lt;br /&gt;thus the lack of photos.&lt;br /&gt;but i am narcissistic and a photo whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have photos to post but a lazy ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to bathe now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;foo sl go play mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sibei gian&lt;/em&gt; ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115928618073470819?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115928618073470819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115928618073470819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115928618073470819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115928618073470819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-day.html' title='happy day'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-115912534444751127</id><published>2006-09-25T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T03:15:44.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cannot forget</title><content type='html'>i can't forget the &lt;em&gt;till death do us part.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to re-evaluate the whole concept of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;and realising its insane-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean it is quite ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;the whole idea of a blog being an online diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel my thoughts are sometimes personal.&lt;br /&gt;maybe only meant for my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have thousands of thoughts and feelings overwhelming me.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't exactly blog it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i wouldn't want the people concerned to read it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i find writing a diary pointless too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i mostly write when i'm down and out.&lt;br /&gt;why would i want to be reminded of how miserable i was?&lt;br /&gt;like ten years down the road when i'm reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;and somebody Technorati-searched for my blog and name.&lt;br /&gt;SO HONOURED LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;peace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa ang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115912534444751127?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115912534444751127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115912534444751127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115912534444751127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115912534444751127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-cannot-forget.html' title='i cannot forget'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-115895173843729730</id><published>2006-09-23T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T03:02:18.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate his new job</title><content type='html'>I HATE HIS NEW JOB.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HIS NEW JOB.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HIS NEW JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the sort who will ALWAYS want my bf around when i WANT him to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNREASONABLE but i don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115895173843729730?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115895173843729730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115895173843729730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115895173843729730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115895173843729730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-hate-his-new-job.html' title='i hate his new job'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-115878131491483545</id><published>2006-09-21T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T03:48:00.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stick with you</title><content type='html'>so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he and she were in a room.&lt;br /&gt;he was holding a beer bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she accidentally kicked it and it fell.&lt;br /&gt;the bottle broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was so apologetic.&lt;br /&gt;she was sure he was gonna blow his temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he cleaned up the floor.&lt;br /&gt;told her to not step around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told him she was so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;and that she was so afraid that he was gonna be angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked at her and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"the bottle is a few bucks. but you, you are priceless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115878131491483545?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115878131491483545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115878131491483545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115878131491483545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115878131491483545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a retard i know. but i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;roger and out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa ang hui bin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115869432017656459?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115869432017656459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115869432017656459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115869432017656459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115869432017656459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/09/about-nothing.html' title='about nothing'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-115755650648965929</id><published>2006-09-06T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:35:00.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again, i rock.</title><content type='html'>oh. and again.&lt;br /&gt;i rock my socks off.&lt;br /&gt;love me people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/1600/DSC00124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6572/1023/320/DSC00124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115755650648965929?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115755650648965929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115755650648965929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115755650648965929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115755650648965929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/09/again-i-rock.html' title='again, i rock.'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30334899.post-115755607665737187</id><published>2006-09-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:23:46.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;of friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends are fragile.&lt;br /&gt;but best friends aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope things turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;and the fortune teller said i'm sincere to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;to a certain extent quite true la. =x&lt;br /&gt;but i do believe in white lies.&lt;br /&gt;but i would never hurt my friends with lies i tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teresa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30334899-115755607665737187?l=i--rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/feeds/115755607665737187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30334899&amp;postID=115755607665737187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115755607665737187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30334899/posts/default/115755607665737187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i--rock.blogspot.com/2006/09/of-friends.html' title='of friends'/><author><name>i rock</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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