<?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-10632446</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:18:42.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be left out in the dark</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112944469869709464</id><published>2005-10-15T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T23:39:34.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Shall Update ASAP...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112944469869709464?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112944469869709464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112944469869709464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/10/shall-update-asap.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112860405731590375</id><published>2005-10-06T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T06:10:33.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Entries</title><content type='html'>New entries updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/green_doll"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/green_doll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Exams here. Dying.. Dying.. Gonna Be Dead.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Best Of luck to All!&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112860405731590375?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112860405731590375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112860405731590375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-entries.html' title='New Entries'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112722493839805025</id><published>2005-09-17T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T07:02:18.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG THANKIU</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BIG THANKIE TO IRFAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;+Made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;+Made me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;+Made me enjoy The Longest Yard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;+Made me happy. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;+Made me realize my fav word is "Dunno"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Cheers for Irfan! Smiles! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112722493839805025?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112722493839805025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112722493839805025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/09/big-thankiu.html' title='BIG THANKIU'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112654840711885738</id><published>2005-09-12T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T11:07:23.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted.</title><content type='html'>Its 1am+ now.&lt;br /&gt;Im still awake.&lt;br /&gt;I know i shouldnt.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the September holiday started.&lt;br /&gt;I hadnt had much sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's school.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, like today, i'll be half awake in class, slow and i'll take free periods (if there were any) time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Let me think what i did till im still up?&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. Afternoon went to Toa Payoh with my dear Mar and Zara to have our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Banquet! Yummy! We had much of a feast though.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. Sadly Jan dinch join us there. She went to buy Arif's prezzie and tot dat we were at Parkway's Banquet instead.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Some other tyme we'll eat together.&lt;br /&gt;We rounded Toa Payoh. Dinch have much to see there.&lt;br /&gt;Juz some accessories.&lt;br /&gt;After some time, we were bored and headed home.&lt;br /&gt;I slept in the bus sey.&lt;br /&gt;Zara was like showing me her Starhub sms and i was like ouh ok. And slept.&lt;br /&gt;It was terrible! So sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;I know i shouldnt complain. It's my own fault for sleeping late.&lt;br /&gt;Reach home, saw the bag i bought online. Sho nice.. =D&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner and all. Did some studying and watched America's Next Top Model. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Naima you are gorgeous!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wassup with Michelle always crying when come to the judging part. She keeps saying she know she can do better but like shuttup! She aint doing anything to improve. Always see her one of the last 2. She cry in front of the judge for what? Sympathy? Haiz. Though i find her pretty but still at times i find her like a suck up bitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ya before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Many thanks to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ShinYi and Vicki for your Ferero Rocher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jez for your Precious Thoughts box of sweets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lurve you gals. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Haiz. Lata in class i'll be snoozing away.. Thank god netball training's cancelled tomorrow or else i'll be having my mood swings with the lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;School hours gonna be long man.. Haiz.. I dunch intend to go home and recharge. Maybe gonna hit some place out to do my revision. But depending on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;If lazy, juz stay home.&lt;br /&gt;If energetic, go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mish my BB dear. Dinch talk much on the fone with him. Dinch msg much with him also. Both bz. But nvm. LuP him many2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out and off to Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;()""'*()&lt;br /&gt;( " , )&lt;br /&gt;(")[Sleeping now! Tata!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_*Left only 3 hours of sleep*_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112654840711885738?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112654840711885738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112654840711885738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/09/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted.'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112644420641287055</id><published>2005-09-11T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T06:13:35.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>WTF? "&lt;em&gt;kukumalu? think im pretty?&lt;/em&gt;" Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Who say i tynk im pretty?&lt;br /&gt;Wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i wont let that tag spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;What stupid shit is dat?&lt;br /&gt;Had an awesome tyme wit my dear Zara.&lt;br /&gt;Lurve her many2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlie this afternoon help Dad vacuum the car.&lt;br /&gt;D weather was so freakinly hot!&lt;br /&gt;Cant tolerate the heat.&lt;br /&gt;It was like a spa outside while vacuumin the car.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing was,&lt;br /&gt;I was vacuuming the car when daddy came out of the house to tell me to sun the carpet after vacuuming it.&lt;br /&gt;Told daddy to close the door so dat no mosquito enter the house.&lt;br /&gt;So he did and went in.&lt;br /&gt;After 20mins of "spa" and hardwork i finally finish vacuuming the car. I was so eager to get in the house away from the heat.&lt;br /&gt;I tried openin the door.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was LOCKED. WTF!&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy locked me outside.&lt;br /&gt;He ACCIDENTALLY locked me outside. He has this habit of locking the main door after entering. =p&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully the side window was open so i shouted for someone to help open the door.&lt;br /&gt;But everyone was upstairs busy doing their stuff. No one could hear me! I sorta panicked.&lt;br /&gt;I searched the car for extra house keys but zilch.&lt;br /&gt;I tried shouting for help but AGAIN no one heard me.&lt;br /&gt;And AGAIN i search the car. Zilch.&lt;br /&gt;I shouted AGAIN for help. No one heard me.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the shoe rack to search for xtra keys. But zilch.&lt;br /&gt;I was mumbling to myself saying "how in the world could my dad lock me out?"&lt;br /&gt;I turned and there my dad who Happened to her my 3rd cry and opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;I told him that he had like LOCKED me outside.&lt;br /&gt;He saed back to me, "Why dinch you use the doorbell? Y'know you could like Ding Dong Ding Dong and i could open the door instead of you shouting?"&lt;br /&gt;-_-" I was like "Oops. Silly me." =P I luffed my way in the house.&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;em&gt;Gundu, Goblok, Begok&lt;/em&gt; can i be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ader &lt;/em&gt;Doorbell&lt;em&gt; bukan nak picit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. Silly me. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After showing and all, i went to Tan Tock Seng to visit Zara's sista.&lt;br /&gt;Her sista so kiut.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Poor thing her bed not tv. Gonna b sho boring for her.&lt;br /&gt;Zara and I had our lunch at LJ.&lt;br /&gt;We tried the Treasure meal. Haha.. It was err.. Not bad..&lt;br /&gt;At 6 we, (Makcik, cik Hairul, Zara n Me) went off.&lt;br /&gt;Makcik ask to join dinner but since we juz had our lunch, we were sorta stuffed.&lt;br /&gt;So we told them to eat dinner w/o us.&lt;br /&gt;We rounded Parkway to check on handphones while they ate.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, we head home.&lt;br /&gt;Today Sho happie ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SCHOOL IS REOPENING IN ANOTHER 10hours? SOBS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112644420641287055?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112644420641287055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112644420641287055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/09/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112634977461716767</id><published>2005-09-10T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T03:56:14.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobs.</title><content type='html'>So today's Shar's drama/musical at some School.&lt;br /&gt;It starts at 7.45pm but i carnt go. :(&lt;br /&gt;Mummi saed we gotta attend some family gathering at my uncle's sister's house.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Was eager to see Shar perform.&lt;br /&gt;Though tomorrow there's a 2nd show.&lt;br /&gt;Still i dont tynk i'd be free to go tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening!&lt;br /&gt;SAVE ME FROM MY MISERY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've planned to study during the Sep holiday but what happen?&lt;br /&gt;I ended up going out with my frenz and enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;September holiday is so freakingly short.&lt;br /&gt;So fast exam gonna start.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygawd. Ohmygawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana meet dearie but carnt. Im occupied. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;Mish him many2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending here. Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112634977461716767?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112634977461716767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112634977461716767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/09/sobs.html' title='Sobs.'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112626643857303431</id><published>2005-09-09T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T04:57:56.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lurve.You.Many.Many</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 15th Birthday Arif Kechik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;May your wishes and dreams come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another year older sey. But too bad im still older den you by a few days. Muhhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went to Parkway today wit dearie and Nok.&lt;br /&gt;Lurve dearie many2.&lt;br /&gt;We met at MacD first.&lt;br /&gt;I did some studying. Whereas the bois. Gossip?&lt;br /&gt;Bluek!&lt;br /&gt;The weather was burning hot sey.&lt;br /&gt;Thought of goin ECP but &lt;em&gt;takpe lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went around Parkway.&lt;br /&gt;Browse through the toys.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly when the bois shop its ALMOST equal to how gals shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still gals rawk when shopping!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bois would like spend about 10mins, maybe more looking at their interest.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that we went to BK.&lt;br /&gt;Dearie wanted to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad. I dinch. Im slimming down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok I know guys keep wondering "Wassup with gals wanting to slim down?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello.. We slim down to impress you guyz man. Haiyo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearie had to go school. Me? Go home.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, changed clothes since my Fam goin to ECP with my Kiut cuzzies.&lt;br /&gt;I did some running. I tynk it was 9km. Yessa! Still never slim down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WTH! Stupid tummy! Stupid Fats! Get out from my tummy! I dont need Flabs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Babin, Raj, Rosan dere. BBQ-ing i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well gotta chiao for now. Wanna revise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Btw dearie. Have fun tonite..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112626643857303431?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112626643857303431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112626643857303431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/09/lurveyoumanymany.html' title='Lurve.You.Many.Many'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112616716874708187</id><published>2005-09-08T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T01:20:53.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The.New.In</title><content type='html'>Editted my blog.&lt;br /&gt;So it's finally confirm that LiveJournal (LJ) is the new in.&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that my own sister has quit her blogspot and moved on to LJ.&lt;br /&gt;Eek! How &lt;em&gt;Gundu&lt;/em&gt; can I be?&lt;br /&gt;We're living under the same roof and i dinch know that?&lt;br /&gt;Really &lt;em&gt;Gundu&lt;/em&gt; man. No wonder everytime i visit her blogspot it'd be blank.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm thinking if i should start making my own LJ?&lt;br /&gt;Convenient for me if there's any selltrade and online shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. Im still thinking twice bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;Is Green the new black?&lt;br /&gt;Im hoping its not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dinch go out today.&lt;br /&gt;Staying home to complete my homework and do some revision.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow i ended getting distracted. =p&lt;br /&gt;It's all my comp fault. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;Im not totally addicted to the internet yet.&lt;br /&gt;And never will. Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Should i go out tomorrow or stay home? Haiz.. *thinking*&lt;br /&gt;Ouh! Yessa! Today's Dearie's last paper. =)&lt;br /&gt;Yay2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue reading and you shall start snoring away. zZZz..&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna end here.&lt;br /&gt;Ran out of things to say. Bluek!&lt;br /&gt;So.. Cheerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112616716874708187?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112616716874708187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112616716874708187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/09/thenewin.html' title='The.New.In'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112609567372891673</id><published>2005-09-07T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T05:28:45.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yessa.Study.Work.Hard</title><content type='html'>Went to Parkway-MacD to study with Zara.&lt;br /&gt;Yup AGAIN! Haha.. What to do she's practically my sista man.&lt;br /&gt;Lup her many2. Lup Dearie many2 oso.&lt;br /&gt;We chatted bout our latest probs.&lt;br /&gt;Yerp. Haiz. Hopefully mine can be resolved.&lt;br /&gt;Msged AL whether he was free to "Tutor" us AMath.&lt;br /&gt;We in need of help! Terribly!&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully he was free! Yay! We were suppose to meet him and Aza at SP at 2.30pm&lt;br /&gt;But before we met them, we spent our time shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Yessa.. We delayed our time juz by shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Also before we met them, we went over to Zara's to get her POA book.&lt;br /&gt;Reached SP at 4pm instead. Haha.. We were like 1hr 30mins late.&lt;br /&gt;How bad can we get man.&lt;br /&gt;Studied Logarithm there. Instead of AL teaching, together we cracked our brains teaching each other. Aza just sat there looking at us laughing only. The worse was I had to msg Audrey how to solve a que. Haha. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANKIE AUDREY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Around 5+ we ended our study group. Aza and AL went off whereas Zara and I did some Small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Shopping. Haha.. Went to Fairprice to get some Chili then we headed to Popular.&lt;br /&gt;Got my exercise bk Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a few of my wishlists, Foundation! Yessa! Prepaid card! Yessa!&lt;br /&gt;Im so happy sha la la.. Bluek!&lt;br /&gt;Wanna get some things done. Cheerios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112609567372891673?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112609567372891673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112609567372891673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/09/yessastudyworkhard.html' title='Yessa.Study.Work.Hard'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112600358611954557</id><published>2005-09-06T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T04:27:13.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My.Day.Sux</title><content type='html'>Had a great Happy birthday yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Manage to spend my day with my bestfriend, atok and fam. *MY LOVE ONES*&lt;br /&gt;Went to Pizza Hut wit my fam. To sorta celebrate there.&lt;br /&gt;*Atok n Zara Dont be jealous k? haha*&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards dad alighted me at the busstop.&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet Atok 1st before meeting Zara.&lt;br /&gt;In the bus, coincidentally saw Zara in 135.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! She saw me oso. I saw my prezzie in her hands. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Alighted at aljunied. Yay! Met Atok there.&lt;br /&gt;Took another bus to meet Zara at hawker.&lt;br /&gt;Lurve the prezzie! A big pooh bear (A lil smaller than Atok's. haha!), a box of fererro rocher and a box of tolberone. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANKS: Angelz, AL, Makcik!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We took a bus to Jurong point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, we saw Nazati with her boi? Weird.&lt;br /&gt;We walk2 ard jurong. Supposed to go there with angelz and khai.&lt;br /&gt;End up Jan couldnt make it.&lt;br /&gt;Khai was coming with Mar but Khai couldnt contact mar.&lt;br /&gt;Mar msg ard 5 while we were in the train heading home saying she's on the way.&lt;br /&gt;We were alrd heading home man. Atok had tuition n i haf to attend a fam gathering.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Jan saed that Mar was mad at us. Ok..&lt;br /&gt;Had 20bucks + an Mp3 from mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;Had a retro bracelet and a choker from Lil sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANY THANKS TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dearie: for making my day and loving me and pampering me. Love you too. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zara: for being there for me through thick and thin and everything. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EVERYONE WHO WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND WROTE A HAPPY B'DAY TESTI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MY FAM: for understanding me even when i'm stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Overall. I love you guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112600358611954557?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112600358611954557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112600358611954557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/09/mydaysux.html' title='My.Day.Sux'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112557700639323811</id><published>2005-09-01T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T05:17:38.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss.You.</title><content type='html'>Juz received pix from Atikah. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thankie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a meet up to go back to HGS on tuesday to meet our Pri sch teachers who we've been missing so much.&lt;br /&gt;We (Nadiah, Atikah, Kamalina, Lina &amp; I) met at kembangan and headed to school by Taxi since we were rather late.&lt;br /&gt;We were afraid the teachers went home early.&lt;br /&gt;Met our lovable natasha at the foyer and Lydia (Lina's sista)&lt;br /&gt;Hurriedly went to the staff room to find &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mdm Nooraini. (My superb pri5 form teacher)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Afterwards we found Cikgu Ramlah (P5 MT teacher), Cikgu Asmah (P4 MT teacher), Cikgu Nora, Mdm Samsiah (Netball &amp;amp; AVA teacher) and last for not least MRS KHOO! (My lovable, huggable, caring P6 form teacher and Sci Club teacher).&lt;/span&gt; I miz her so terribly much. Hugged her. She's still as pretty and cute as ever. I miss being in her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hugging, talking, laughing and praises we were off to eat. We ate at Komala's. I wasnt hungry so i juz had a drink. Nad had to go off so it was left with Kamlina, Atikah, Lina, Lydia, Natasha &amp; me. We dinch wanna go home yet since it was juz 5pm. Lina tot up a plan to hangout at her house. She moved to a condo. Aisey man. Upgrade sey. Hehe.. Watched The Ring2. I had trouble understanding some part of the story since dinch watch The Ring1 but thankz to my lovable gerlies who explain i manage to scare myself, understand the show and was so into it. Went home around 7 dere. Miz you ladees. Hoping to go out again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/IMG_0240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Natasha, Kamalina, Atikah, Lina, Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/IMG_0239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/IMG_0238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly editted by me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/HGSrox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hope to see you guyz again. *hugs &amp;amp; kisses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112557700639323811?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112557700639323811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112557700639323811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/09/missyou.html' title='Miss.You.'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112557586031500722</id><published>2005-09-01T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T04:58:02.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made.My.Own</title><content type='html'>Guess wad! Im so into handmade beads. Im making them by myself. I'll be selling them off too after making a Min of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one i've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/74bca097.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/bbfb86d3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooden Beaded Bracelet. Lurve it? Buy it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More coming soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112557586031500722?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112557586031500722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112557586031500722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/09/mademyown.html' title='Made.My.Own'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112533131702455516</id><published>2005-08-29T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T04:12:52.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut.Up.Im.Farked.Up</title><content type='html'>Im so farked up! So shut the hell up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im pissed! Pissed! Pissed!&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from parkway.&lt;br /&gt;Went there with Zara but met up with Irfan, Khai, Yati, Zal.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on in school had teachers' day performance. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly today didnt have half day. Anyway, morning screwed that Adenin up. Idiotic! He interested in the competition or &lt;em&gt;setakat nak nama je&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You know what Adenin, if your reading this entry now, You're an idiot who action &lt;em&gt;semangat&lt;/em&gt; on doin project &lt;em&gt;tap padehal &lt;/em&gt;you just wanna suck up to the teachers. You don't even seem interested in the project so why bother wasting your time on it? What good reason of not preparing the proposal whereas Zara and I spent our late nights finishing it. You?! Did the farking thing in the hall. &lt;em&gt;Eh walaupun aku takde ngan class eh, aku tau lah &lt;/em&gt;you were scribbling shit on that piece of paper. Quality work &lt;em&gt;maner lah. Harap arh bile aku kat dalam kelas semua dengar kau kene screwed by me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went to parkway bought teachers' day prezzie. Afterwards while they played pool, Zara n i did our proposal and homework. They met us again ard 10 dere. Ate. Chat. Suprisingly time flies so fast it was 11. Reached home at 11.30pm. Scariee man walking alone near the Grand hotel. The road was pratically empty at that tyme and my house was pitch black. Most of my family members were asleep already. Ovrall, had a great day ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112533131702455516?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112533131702455516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112533131702455516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/08/shutupimfarkedup.html' title='Shut.Up.Im.Farked.Up'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112506934961820332</id><published>2005-08-26T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T09:40:54.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My.Boring.Life-cycle.</title><content type='html'>Its the same old thang. Im juz bored, exhausted, wore-out, bloated!&lt;br /&gt;I slept during chem class. Not that its boring. I enjoy chem (at times) but today im simply sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;I need coffee! I need Nescafe or some toothpick to hold my eyelids open.&lt;br /&gt;I got lots to do and hoping to finish it all by today.&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Today. Im not gonna delay anymore.. I carnt!&lt;br /&gt;Had Teachers' Day rehersal today, Im a backstage crew..&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any idea wad this means?!&lt;br /&gt;I CARNT see the slide! I can see the performance from the side so not that bad but i wanna see the slide!&lt;br /&gt;The performance not that bad, though it was short. Enjoyed it. Sorta cool and fun.&lt;br /&gt;Like the music man, especially the retro. Excellent! *Clap Hand* =)&lt;br /&gt;Poor Haila dunno how come so sad all of a sudden. Hope she's fine.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Toa Payoh with Zara after the rehersal.&lt;br /&gt;We got part of out want-things. Yayy!&lt;br /&gt;Hope to go and get more tmr. This tiyme WITH my distcount card. Haha.. Got it back from Dad.&lt;br /&gt;We're goin to ECP tmr mornin! Wohoo! I can finally run again! Been long since i last did that.&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded a few fotos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 387px; HEIGHT: 299px" height="400" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/IMG_1784.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clique just rox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 393px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="400" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/IMG_1782.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112506934961820332?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112506934961820332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112506934961820332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/08/myboringlife-cycle_26.html' title='My.Boring.Life-cycle.'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112473038645277202</id><published>2005-08-23T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T10:06:26.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is.It.Me?</title><content type='html'>I know you, readers, eyes hurts after reading or at least viewing my blog. The striking, blasting colour contrast in my blog is unbelievable. I realized that. Had many comments bout it too. Haha. Well, not to worry my fellow readers! I'l be changing my layout not so soon. =p tee hee. But really, its fact. *American slang* I just aint got the time y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a blast in school. Yeah not so surprised. Almost all the time i have fun school with my wonderful biatches or rather my extremely mad ladees. But hola hola, i wunch go to that part yet. Gonna state my day of XTREME stressness in school 1st. Physics period, Xtra ordinarily, I sat in the FRONT! I automatic-ly SAT in the FRONT! Omg.. Im being guai, real guai,  REALLY REALLY GUAI. (for 1 period onlie) Bluekz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Studies results are out. And.. I passed! Ouh yeah! Ouh yeah! This green doll pass her s.studies after failing terribly for the paper but got ADDitional marks for assignment. Ouh yeah! I'm the bomb man! Wohoo! Though i juz gt a C5, i still PASS! I rock! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History test today is like so FCUKingly idiotic! What is the Shanghai Massacre?! I went to check what it was AFTA the test and came to find out it was ACTUALLI the elimination of CCP i tynk. Wadeva lah. Its over. I'l juz pray my otha hist paper pass to pull my grades up when comb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yeah afta 3 list of studies, finally i'm back to talkin bout my abso-fab fun time. I now to be known by my dearies, Est, Jez &amp; Shar. as Blondie. Muhaha.. Im nt even blond but at least beta than Bimbo aite? Whereas Est darlnx is known as Brunett. Unfairness! Haha. Nvm. We named ourselves this coz we're gonna change to those Legally Blonde where we wud carry feathery-furry pens with furry notebooks in our arms and a tote bag on our shoulder. Also, we would be changing the way we speak to British Accent of royalty. Keke.. We shall sit up straight. Not slouch and with good posture and walk like a model. hehe.. Guess we've been watching too much crappy shows to end up becoming like this. Haha.. Jezzy &amp; Sharry Darlingz will die with the new ladees tmr. Haha.. Gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles my darling readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112473038645277202?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112473038645277202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112473038645277202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/08/isitme.html' title='Is.It.Me?'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112461776825153797</id><published>2005-08-21T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T09:38:27.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our. Fond. Memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Finally the pix of Angelz outing with our Atok has been uploaded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/HPIM0787.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Castle?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/HPIM0786.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's just us smiling. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/HPIM0785.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Us with our clearance sale. =p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/HPIM0783.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our lurves. Not for sale. Muhaha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/HPIM0781.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Unity!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/HPIM0743.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Angelz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/HPIM0739.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss us?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/HPIM0782.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;United we stand, together we fall.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112461776825153797?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112461776825153797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112461776825153797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/08/our-fond-memories.html' title='Our. Fond. Memories.'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112421742205054863</id><published>2005-08-16T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T11:42:27.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Idiot.You.Suck.      Mummi.Get.Well.Soon</title><content type='html'>Chatting with some idiot who haf the cheek to critisize me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To Mr Idiot&lt;br /&gt;What the hell man. I dunch even knoe who the hell you are and u haf the cheek to insult me! Fark you lah ass.. &lt;em&gt;Knn.&lt;/em&gt; if you tynk your so perfect get lost lah ego freak. You sound so desparate asking me if i'm attached and wanting to see my pic. And yet can say that im fat. FAARKK YOU! Excussee me! Im sure you haf not met me in person neither haf i met you so please idiot keep you gap shut. Can you open your god damn eyes and see your own reflection?! If you tynk that your handsome, let me gif you one tight slap. FYI: Your a sick shit to me with a bozo monkey hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im farkingly upset. I knoe theres many "Vulgarities" in this entry. Im not turnin into you Rena. Your blog is like woah.. Filled with those words. Anyway, im juz upset ok. And some hideous clown has spent his tyme insulting me in our conversation. He's like adding my frustration. My mom's in the hospital with dengue fever and &lt;strong&gt;YOU FARKING SHIT WANNA MAKE ME MORE UPSET!&lt;/strong&gt; Who wouldnt be pissed? What if it was your mom and some idiot clown chat desparately and all of a sudden insult, critisize you? My worried sick and impatient to see my mom. Dinch manage to visit her today since dad came back late after sending mom and lil sis to the hosp fer checkup. Thankfully lil sis fever aint that bad. Hoping it wont get worse whereas mom's simply got worse. I wanna see her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafta babysit my lil sis tmr. I shall be her personal nurse at home while my dad go to work, my elder sis go to sch. Im not goin to school. Yipee! But im gonna miz out a lot. Some more tmr got A Math lesson. And my A Math is like SHIT! EEEk! Well first priority is family. I shall do home studying tmr. Loads of things to do tmr. Nevertheless gotta clean the whole house before the Environment peeps inspect our house fer any kept water and if there were any, they gonna fine us man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thankz&lt;br /&gt;To Irfan&lt;br /&gt;For your time trying to cheer me up. You were willing to stay up all nite until im happy again. You manage to make me luff in between my sadness. Success! Haha. You even had to drink coffee to keep ur eyes awake. For all this, Thank You. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To Zara&lt;br /&gt;For your help to collect my homework and notes tmr while im at home babysitting. Your wonderful msges of supporting me in everything. Your willingness to stay up till 1am to sms me to cheer me up and to accompany me awake. Thank You. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112421742205054863?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112421742205054863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112421742205054863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/08/mr-idiotyousuck-mummigetwellsoon.html' title='Mr Idiot.You.Suck.      Mummi.Get.Well.Soon'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112412064741666869</id><published>2005-08-15T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T08:54:12.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont.Piss.Me.Off</title><content type='html'>Im sooo Tired! Hurhur. I was soo hyper today. Aint got a clue wassup wit me. Daylight i was so energetic but now i'm like a withering plant. I need sunlight, water and air! Im still surviving. Doing my best to open my eyes just enuff to blog. After spending my time trying to call Shar fer the last 3days i finally got to knoe todae dat she went back to Indo fer family issue. Its like we're missing something without Shar around. An empty sit in front of Est is one thing but like less chaotic i guess. Not forgotten, someone pissed me off. Apparently she's a teacher. Can you believe the Eng proj dat was supposed to be handed in today, dateline was secretly extended to the coming wed and the she said dat the marks for this proj will NOT be included for our common test. Do y'knoe how farkingly irritating dat ladee can be. Urgh! I've been wasting my time, Mar's printer ink, my WHOLE weekend producing quality work and now it has been change to be graded as classwork. Wahliao! I shall juz control my anger. She's juz another one of those typical fickleminded teacher which simply has a hobby of torturing their students. Hopefully there arent many like her in Singapore. Her reason for doin so was coz 2 otha classes werent assign to do the proj (Youth Boredom) like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, i was so kiasu to bring back my books. Dunch know why oso. Like Gundu rite.. Go home with all my books not like i gonna study all within one day. Wah if onlie i cud do that i'd be soo grateful. I need a timedrive to be inserted in my brains, it cant seem to take in as much knowledge as last time. *Sniff Sniff* Went to get Irfan's aka Atok, prezzie. Muhaha.. Too bad he doesnt knoe wad we're up to. *giggles with satisfactory* Mischieve? Possible. Haha. Got him.. a "---- -----" Haha.. keep guessing but no matter what you won't be able to figure it out. Saw some unexpected things in the newspapers today. *Sob Sob* Went home exhausted. Saw mummi and lil sis still sick. Mummi's fever getting bad. Poor her, having a terrible, untolerable headache. Hope she get well fast, cant stand seeing her in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry has been a LONG one. Dun mind if there arent any readers who bother reading this entry coz im sure they'll become blind squinting at the tiny white fonts on the black layout. I knoe it hurts. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Atikah Syarah! I've been trying to tag ur taggy but noo.. it doesnt wanna work.. Hmph! Stubborn taggy. Well Happy Birthday anyway! =) Marzura u too! Ur Miss Taggy wun seem to accept my msges. And Im not Jinx ok. haha.. Your printer coincidentally caused problems. And your mouse. It dinch like my fingers on it dats why it got stuck. Hahaa.. You gota xcuse my incredible touch. Muhaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to finish my homework but not within the time i've set. Dinch manage to study. Dinch have the mood. I was realli lookin forward to study but guess i ended up tired and dying. Haiz. Gonna sign off. More soon. Toodles. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRFAN'S BIRTHDAY COMING Muhaha.. Counting Down, 18mins more. Still counting.. 17mins..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112412064741666869?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112412064741666869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112412064741666869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/08/dontpissmeoff.html' title='Dont.Piss.Me.Off'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112385136721545598</id><published>2005-08-12T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T02:50:14.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bigbird.We.Miss.You</title><content type='html'>Current doings: Uploading songs into my mummi's Mp3. (Ain't I such a dear) Muhaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know wad? Ok, No u dunch. I FAILED my chem test. Like WTF. Stupid! I studied and Flunked it BADLY. Yes BADLY! Disappointed? Totalli. Abosolutely! Urgh! I wasn't blessed. Sob. I studied chem 2daes before the test. Memorized it like hell and wad i get? An F9. Well done! When it came to the test i PANICKED! EVERYTHING went BLANK! Sob!! Jez got 90% that's like woah! I want her brains (at times). hehe.. Anyway like Est had said We Shall Strive Harder And Achieve. Hehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ECP with Angelz, Atok, Khai and Atok's friend (Yati). We dinch do much, juz took some pix, chat at the water breaker, luffed, more pix and went home. Sounds boring eh? But with Atok ard, it's never a bore. Miz Atok. So long since we last saw him. Realli Realli looonng.. Glad to see him. Haha.. He's one big joker. He sang Elmo song. Haha.. Like gerll. Jantina.. He almost, ALMOST spoiled the song. Haha.. Well. Gtg. Had a Fab day seeing Atok. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sorrie Dinch Gib u That Big Huggy. Some otha tyme.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3782/615/1600/At0K%20N%20Angelz%20edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3782/615/1600/At0K%20N%20Angelz%20edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;img style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="322" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v291/adilah9/At0KNAngelzedit.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112385136721545598?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112385136721545598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112385136721545598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/08/bigbirdwemissyou.html' title='Bigbird.We.Miss.You'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112368318848671385</id><published>2005-08-10T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T07:13:08.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish.Upon.The.Stars</title><content type='html'>Went to send my MP3 for service tdae. I got a buyer and it's my bestfriend! Hahah.. Jann! Ur future MP3's waiting for it's new owner.. Hahah.. Heard SOME news yesterday from her. Disappointed. Shocked. Speechless. Upset. Angry. Yeah that was all in me at that tyme when Jan told me her news. What was she tynkin? Haf she gone Kuku? X-cuse me! Well enuff bout that. Dun intend to blow my head off just thinkin bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Zara to send the Camera for service. Ouh my. Practically all the things in my house need servicing. SOB! Well, we had trouble searching for the stupid factory. It was like hidden. Thankfully we managed to reach there in time before it closed. After that we headed back to Zara's. Had to transfer some files and Pix to her comp. Praying that our proj would be finished before it's due. Jan came over. Had some flash back watching the Angelz outing video. Haha.. Hoping the videos wun get into the hands of others haha.. PAiseh man! Those were the wacky and embarrassing moments. Muhaha.. More to say so lil time. Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BDAE JEZ &amp;amp; CHARLES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112368318848671385?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112368318848671385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112368318848671385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/08/wishuponthestars.html' title='Wish.Upon.The.Stars'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112334743919317756</id><published>2005-08-07T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T09:57:19.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopaholic.On.Sale</title><content type='html'>It's been reallli realli long since i've last blogged. Been buzy with my test all. Not suprised with my results. It sux. Hoping to work harder next time round. Went to kenduri earlie this afternoon. Kak norin has come back with Iqbal and Sharifah! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WELCOME BACK! MISSED YOU GUYZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Saw their photos. Amazing! They went to Paris, Austria, Italy, Sitzerland, Belgium, London. Omg.. Cool right?! They went to &lt;strong&gt;DISNEYLAND&lt;/strong&gt;. They spent their Hari Raya there. With SNOW! They had so much fun. They even took pics with &lt;strong&gt;MICKEY MOUSE, GOOFY, EIFFEL TOWER, SLEEPING BEAUTY'S CASTLE&lt;/strong&gt;.. Ouh my.. Well enough bout that. I'd be jealous somehow. haha.. Narh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after having dinner and some chats, we went to S'pore Expo. There were &lt;strong&gt;Book Sale, Sportlinks Sale, John Little Sale, Indonesian Fair&lt;/strong&gt; (which we dinch go). Sound Kiasu right with all the sale. But what to do? &lt;strong&gt;ITS SALE!&lt;/strong&gt; HAha.. I bought some books. SO cheap! Its thick. Its fiction. Its $6! My other book, &lt;strong&gt;THICK, FICTION&lt;/strong&gt; and cost &lt;strong&gt;$4!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout sale and all.. We'll i might have some&lt;strong&gt; mini garage sale&lt;/strong&gt; of my own. I'll be &lt;strong&gt;selling away my black vest, a SKA shirt, My Z-Cyber MP3 (Brand New&lt;/strong&gt; Of Course) and some others which i'm still thinking. &lt;strong&gt;More details coming soon.&lt;/strong&gt; ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112334743919317756?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112334743919317756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112334743919317756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/08/shopaholiconsale.html' title='Shopaholic.On.Sale'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112236844794159127</id><published>2005-07-26T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T02:16:38.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its.Rainin.Its.Pourin</title><content type='html'>Current listenings: Saturday by Fall out boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPLOADED: &lt;a href="http://vespagerl.fotopages.com/?entry=504360"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Racial Harmony Foto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im starting to like songs by them. Soo nice =) Saw Him again. Juz talked on the phone with him last night. Muhaha. Silly boy. Somehow i juz realized that the more we talk over the phone the more im comfortable with him and we tend to have more to say. Nice.. Haha.. Coincidentally saw him on my way to MT class. He wore his spec. Haha.. (Im laughing cz it looks cute on him and NOT funny) Sadly he doesnt want to believe that. Hoping for him to msg or talk on the phone tnite but since he got training tdae, most likely he'll be dead tired and also tmr i gt A math test so i carnt possibly focus on him for tdae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to play soccer tdae but it rained ended up playing captain's ball in the mud. Gross. My group even had ourselves named KMT (Kuomintang aka Country people's party) and the opposing team called themselves (CCP aka Chinese Communist Party) though it was a mix of chinese and malay and indian. So kinda funny to call themselves that. I was relieved netball trainin was cancelled cz my p.e shirt was muddy and i cant possible use that for netball training. SO DIRRTY! If your thinkin of askin me to go home and change? Impossible! I finish school at 2.10 and training starts at 3 i still gotta find my Jr.s to help set up the court and anyway it takes me 1hr if i were to go home and come back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go SP wit IcyQueen after school. I wanted to buy the box shelf Looney Toons. SOO cute! But i got held up cz of netball sadly that poor Queen gotta go on her own. Sowie Est!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yeah forgot to state this: I WATCHED 2nd half of BROTHERHOOD during S.S period! Its ssoo nice! I wanna buy the CD and u readers shud watch it! Its sad, touching and funny. But the gruesome part was when that poor soldier had his body covered in maggots! I HATE MAGGOTS! I HATE IT! So poor thing, his leg got bombed off and his body was rotting. He finally shot himself in the bunk. Poor guy. He couldnt bare the sufferings and the war anymore. MANY SYMPATHIES TO THOSE SOLDIERS WHO ARE IN WAR. (Im juz supporting those soldier who are defending their country and not the opposing country)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end my LONG entry here before you readers go Zzzz... =p Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112236844794159127?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112236844794159127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112236844794159127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/itsraininitspourin.html' title='Its.Rainin.Its.Pourin'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112229270706040500</id><published>2005-07-25T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T05:00:42.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its.all.about.my.day</title><content type='html'>Current Listening: Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year By Fall Out Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First thing's first: Mummi Im sorie I broke the Crystal Necklace you Gave me from Umrah. A thousand apologies to you. SOrie. Still the love between you and me will never be broken. =) That's a Promise. Lurve U A lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Went to ECP juz now wanted to fly my kite. Hahah.. But it rained. Sob! Anyway went out wit Angelz. Had to stay indoors in MacD and took some pics.. ;) I'll upload it soon! Go see it. Haha! V. cute. Went to PP saw Fadly, Hidayah, Hanisah and Nashrul. I tynk that's his name. Anyway, we had Hist CT3 juz now. Hopefully I CAN pass. I need a Distinction!!! Badly! I studied reallie hard for this. GOd... Help me pass. Thank u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Old Changkee for our lunch i bought the curry puff which cost $1 and it is FAT! &amp; BIG! It's worth. Even shared with angelz the curry puff coz of it's size. Woah.. Powerful man! Not forgotten i got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD NEWS! : CPA CAMP'S COMING BACK ON 7-9Dec. WEe! HOPEFULLY i can go back. HOPEFULLY my China Trip wont clash. IM praying realli hard. Carnt Wait!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I shall end my entry here and upload My RACIAL HARMONY &amp;amp; MY ECP FOTOS. CHECK IT OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112229270706040500?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112229270706040500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112229270706040500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/itsallaboutmyday.html' title='its.all.about.my.day'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112168390385064135</id><published>2005-07-18T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T03:52:03.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My.Life.And.I.Love.It</title><content type='html'>Hallluuuu Peeeooopllee! Im baccckkk! stupidly im always here. I've never been gone. Xcept some days when i never update my bloggy entry. Anyway. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1stly..&lt;/span&gt; I would like to say, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM GONNA FAIL MY S.S AND THAT'S A FACT! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you can count on that. I mean it. I dinch haf the mood to study coz of some BEAST who haf upset me. I could absorb &lt;strong&gt;NOTHIN!&lt;/strong&gt; *SOB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2ndly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Tomorrow's my POA test and &lt;strong&gt;HOPEFULLY&lt;/strong&gt; with loads of miracles and good luck i'll manage to pass with flying colours. Btw, why is it called flying colours? =S "Studied" with AL, Erna, Zara and Ba-lance boy at SP but eventually we end up luffin more than studying. Huahuahua. SAdly Win was absent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WINARTI ni qi na li? Ji gua ni.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Huahuahua. Hope i spelled it rite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3rdly...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WISHING A BIG HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SUHAIR AND THOSE WHOSE BIRTHDAY IS TODAY. MAY GOD BLESS ALL OF U AND MAY YOUR HOPES AND DREAMS COME TRUE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;4thly..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AUNG LIN U JINX LAH! huahuahua..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LAstly where's that beast guy? Hmph! Cruel fellow. Dun care bout him alrd. I wanna consentrate on my studies. He's truly mean. He deserved to be ignored by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well that's all fer now. Tata~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112168390385064135?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112168390385064135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112168390385064135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/mylifeandiloveit.html' title='My.Life.And.I.Love.It'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112145457928200954</id><published>2005-07-15T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T12:09:39.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/angelz.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/angelz.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall whine like never before. Mummii.. Im boredd... Borredd to death.. Borrreed to bits and pieces.. and i carnt fall asleep.. Its 3.01am. MORNING! No one's online to chat with. Well at least i did diz collage to pass my time.&lt;br&gt;Toked to him on the fone juz now. wahaha.. He sound sleepy but still makes an effort to tok. Poor guy he sleepy and sick, running nose. Anyway, hope he gets well.&lt;br&gt; Mummi says we'll be goin to JB tmr. Dunch knoe whether to be happy or sad. Sad coz i wunch b able to reply his msges till nite. He knoe's i'l b going JB but dunch knoe wad tyme.&lt;br&gt; Well, i'll end diz entry here. Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112145457928200954?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112145457928200954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112145457928200954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-shall-whine-like-never-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127224305070859</id><published>2005-07-13T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:30:43.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/neoprint%20earth%20n%20water.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/neoprint%20earth%20n%20water.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day that i had so much joy.. luffter and quality time with my bestfriend. :) Took some neoprints at bugis juz this afternoon. This is juz part1 of the neoprint. Scroll down to see more! :) Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127224305070859?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127224305070859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127224305070859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/day-that-i-had-so-much-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127213281516497</id><published>2005-07-13T09:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:28:52.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/neoprint2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/neoprint2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countinuation of part 1..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127213281516497?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127213281516497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127213281516497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/countinuation-of-part-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127211729122175</id><published>2005-07-13T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:28:37.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/neoprint3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/neoprint3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2 of our whole neoprint..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127211729122175?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127211729122175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127211729122175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/part-2-of-our-whole-neoprint.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127208466098725</id><published>2005-07-13T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:28:04.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/puuurrrrple.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/puuurrrrple.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such wonderful background.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127208466098725?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127208466098725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127208466098725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/such-wonderful-background.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127201893980820</id><published>2005-07-13T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:26:58.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/rainbow.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/rainbow.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs but no kisses. Save the kiss for our hubbies! hehe.. Juz a whole rainbow for our friendship..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127201893980820?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127201893980820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127201893980820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/hugs-but-no-kisses.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127196742673514</id><published>2005-07-13T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:26:07.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/shout.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/shout.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout! Make a Wish Upon the stars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127196742673514?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127196742673514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127196742673514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/shout-make-wish-upon-stars.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127193856773730</id><published>2005-07-13T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:25:38.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/me%20sad.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/me%20sad.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lurve diz other foto. I look sad. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127193856773730?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127193856773730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127193856773730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/lurve-diz-other-foto.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127188350824834</id><published>2005-07-13T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:24:43.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/me%20n%20jan.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/me%20n%20jan.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. Lup diz pic. It's so swit..&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127188350824834?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127188350824834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127188350824834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127182660555542</id><published>2005-07-13T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:23:46.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/jewel.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/jewel.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewels! Sapphire! Woo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127182660555542?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127182660555542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127182660555542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/jewels-sapphire-woo.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127180910126575</id><published>2005-07-13T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:23:29.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/girl%20power.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/girl%20power.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to fight?! Girl power!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127180910126575?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127180910126575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127180910126575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/ready-to-fight-girl-power.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127175779911333</id><published>2005-07-13T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:22:37.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/blue%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/blue%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring has come! Weee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127175779911333?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127175779911333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127175779911333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/spring-has-come-weee.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127172633751460</id><published>2005-07-13T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:22:06.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/blob%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/blob%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petals! Clovers! Punches! My clover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127172633751460?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127172633751460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127172633751460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/petals-clovers-punches-my-clover.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127168513827860</id><published>2005-07-13T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:21:25.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/bang%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/bang%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang Mr Froggy! He's soo Cute!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127168513827860?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127168513827860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127168513827860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/bang-mr-froggy-hes-soo-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127164436249210</id><published>2005-07-13T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:20:44.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/we%27re%20sad%20sob.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/we%27re%20sad%20sob.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh.. We're so sad. So glum. So *SOB*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127164436249210?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127164436249210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127164436249210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/ouh.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112127160535783115</id><published>2005-07-13T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T09:20:05.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/us%20punch.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/us%20punch.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're Big chubby goldfish :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112127160535783115?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127160535783115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112127160535783115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/were-big-chubby-goldfish-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112107025835606907</id><published>2005-07-11T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T01:26:56.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not.herself</title><content type='html'>Ola people! ok. truly i'd like to say to everyone that has seen me in school tdae.. you peeps gotta excuse my madness, my wackiness, my insanity, my stupidity and lastly my loudness. The fact is im not like that normally, however for today im soo sorry but im not myself more rather i feel extremely excited the WHOLE day without a valid reason. I've been such a CLOWN today. Ask me why in 5minutes time cause i'm figuring it out now. (thinking) Hmm..&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;5minutes later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok. i still carnt figure out.. dont even think of askin why carnt i figure it out coz i juz carnt! i knoe im crapping A LOT here. Juz ignore my crappiness for now. ONLY NOW NOT LATER. Anyway back to my day today.. We had FOTO TAKING today! Woopee! Delighted. Glad. Gay (Dont think anything nonsense) Happy. Excited! haha.. I hope it turned out well =) carnt wait to get the foto but sadly i think i'll be released near to end of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok besides the foto taking that's making me madly nuts.. Im still clueless.. hm.. mayb coz saw someone charmin. hahaha.. whoops. dunno lah. Anyhow, i'll end this entry here. Aint got much to say all of a sudden. :\ well tata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112107025835606907?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112107025835606907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112107025835606907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/notherself.html' title='not.herself'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-112084784102387716</id><published>2005-07-09T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T11:39:40.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its.Been.Long.And.Now.Im.Back.To.Haunt.YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I know i hadnt been posting any entries lately and i apologize to those daily readers who've been making efforts to catch my latest entries. Hence i would like to say that i appreciate your efforts A LOT and once more apologize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to this entry. I've been busy since term 3 open. Im afraid to say this but truly im struggling with my studies. I dont know why but i feel so pressurized. Maybe coz i set high expectation for myself for this term and the upcoming. I hadnt been online often and even so, i still could send some entries to my phlogger EXCEPT that i dont bother since sometimes under some circumstances my phlogger goes NUTS. Aint got a clue wassup wit that thingy. Still, since im a good ladee i'll be kind enough to my phlogger and give it a go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has been happening. Life still as boring as ever though with some new peeps in my life now i feel more ALIVE. Not much outing has occured. Such sadness.. Im begging for some miracle for some free time to get in touch with my friends online and anywhere in school. Books and papers has been getting the most of me. I like it, yes but i cant seem to pull myself away from my homework. Together with this new PC game i recently bought. I get so exhausted every now and then. Nevertheless, my eye rings are getting worse. Sooner or later i'll turn in to panda. A funny panda of course with light brown skin and 2 blotch around my eyes. HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better end this entry here. Too much complain to go about. Recent update: Im in the committee to organize the upcoming investiture. How shockin can that be? (Not in a happy tone) I barely know how to organize my own class pit. (Exaggerating) Also im in a councillor project together with 3 others on hunting students that are well-behaved and we're to put it up to show others that since they can do it others too can do it. Lame? Sort of. But it should end up fun like WITS last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-112084784102387716?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112084784102387716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/112084784102387716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/07/itsbeenlongandnowimbacktohauntyou.html' title='Its.Been.Long.And.Now.Im.Back.To.Haunt.YOU'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111942983417657247</id><published>2005-06-22T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T01:47:45.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidae..</title><content type='html'>after soo long finally &lt;strong&gt;im back&lt;/strong&gt; online. &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;parents come back&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; i &lt;strong&gt;got the modem back BUT&lt;/strong&gt; im &lt;strong&gt;not gonna go online often&lt;/strong&gt; anymore. dun wanna b addicted to the comp like last time. gonna b addicted to my puzzles. mummi gave a cat &lt;strong&gt;puzzle&lt;/strong&gt; to werk on b4 she left so im still werkin on it. its &lt;strong&gt;1000pieces&lt;/strong&gt;. cool eh? keeps me bz. im too addicted to it till my &lt;strong&gt;homework gets neglected&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; school's reopening soon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and im &lt;strong&gt;not done wit my homework&lt;/strong&gt;. im totalli in the&lt;strong&gt; holidae mood&lt;/strong&gt;. i dunch feel like goin bac to school.. i've&lt;strong&gt; done my shopping&lt;/strong&gt;. bought some items from my wishlist alrd. i'm gettin more &lt;strong&gt;lazi&lt;/strong&gt; each dae.. SOB.. they shudnt haf put a school holidae in the middle of the year.. instead they shud put june holidae at the back of the year togeher wit nov n dec holidae. tt way we wun feel &lt;strong&gt;dreadful to come back to school&lt;/strong&gt; in preparing for july. Haiz.. well.. while i wasnt online, i tried updating my blog throu phlogger but apparently i dunch knoe &lt;strong&gt;wads e matter wit my phlogger&lt;/strong&gt;, my sms wun appear.. waste sms onlie.. haiz. no mood to check wassup wit my phlogger. well signing out. UPDATES COMING SOON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111942983417657247?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111942983417657247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111942983417657247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/06/holidae.html' title='Holidae..'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111761155557430766</id><published>2005-06-01T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T00:43:14.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill my tummy!</title><content type='html'>1st june. a whole new month to start. a whole new day to enjoy. well i'm not enjoyin at all. i'm bored. bored to death n hungry to bits. i ate red bean bread onlie.. im hungry.. i dinch enjoy the food thou i had to swallow the bits since it hurts if i chew. supposed to go twn wit Zara to get Jufri's prezzie but she cudnt make it so we cancelled it. guess jufri gota wait fer his prezzie. =p &lt;strong&gt;current doings: blasting the room wit music. &lt;/strong&gt;i wanna go out! out! out! well i'l add more l8r if there's anything to b mentioned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111761155557430766?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111761155557430766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111761155557430766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/06/fill-my-tummy.html' title='Fill my tummy!'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111761142371910315</id><published>2005-05-31T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T00:37:03.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed me!</title><content type='html'>my &lt;strong&gt;mouth&lt;/strong&gt; hurts afta the &lt;strong&gt;extraction&lt;/strong&gt;. urgh! i carnt enjoy hard food anymore. had my extraction 30/may. the dentist &lt;strong&gt;pulled out&lt;/strong&gt; to of adult teeth. it was long! it looked like a &lt;strong&gt;vamp tooth&lt;/strong&gt;! realli! anyway. they did tt cz they sae my bottom jaw haf a overcrowding of tooth. so they injected my gum. 2 on each sides(left n right) which makes a total of &lt;strong&gt;4 injections&lt;/strong&gt;. my mum saed e &lt;strong&gt;needle&lt;/strong&gt; was as &lt;strong&gt;long&lt;/strong&gt; as ur &lt;strong&gt;last finger&lt;/strong&gt;. i closed my eyes. i was too afraid to open. afta e injection my mouth was so &lt;strong&gt;numb&lt;/strong&gt;. i felt like the nutty prof which had big lips. =p anyway i cudnt feel my bottom lips which shud b gd at the moment. my mouth hurt like hell the whole of yesterdae. thankfully it was slightly beta tdae. i even &lt;strong&gt;ate LJ&lt;/strong&gt; combo 1 tdae, my dentist wud soo kill me if he found out i did tt =p, which i &lt;strong&gt;wun do again&lt;/strong&gt; till i get my braces n sure dat my mouth is able to take in hardcore food. had Amath remedial tdae. gt my &lt;strong&gt;report card&lt;/strong&gt; tdae too. hehe! i gt 6th in class eventho my % was like shit. i passed. wonder how they count the position. i fail 3sub. =p afta tt went to SP to eat lunch wit Zara n proceeded to our nxt stop, Pasir Ris to renew her corrupted EZlink. went home afta tt. glad to b home. safe n sound. watched the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;national geographic chnnl, discovery chnnl n animal planet&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAN U BELIEVE TT? I MYSELF CANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; discovery chnnl was about sex life. dunch get the wrong idea. it was abt &lt;strong&gt;opp attraction&lt;/strong&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;human life&lt;/strong&gt; and watched abt the &lt;strong&gt;death of marilyn monroe&lt;/strong&gt; many might hear the story tt she gt an &lt;strong&gt;ovr dose&lt;/strong&gt; (commit suicide) of Neutamal (tynk tt's hw its spelled), a type of medicine, ovr might hear she gt &lt;strong&gt;murdered&lt;/strong&gt;. well wad i watched they sae she didnt get an ovrdose since there was no remainin residue of the drug. n her death still &lt;strong&gt;remains uncovered&lt;/strong&gt;. animal planet was abt the &lt;strong&gt;wildlife of elephants&lt;/strong&gt;. so fascinatin. i realized tt animals are more &lt;strong&gt;civilized&lt;/strong&gt; than humans. such shame..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111761142371910315?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111761142371910315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111761142371910315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/feed-me.html' title='Feed me!'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111737734195239400</id><published>2005-05-29T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T07:43:46.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr wonder-gorgeous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/1007capture_lizzymcguire07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/1007capture_lizzymcguire07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gordo in Lizzie Mcguire Movie. Ab-So-Handsome-Guy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111737734195239400?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111737734195239400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111737734195239400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/mr-wonder-gorgeous.html' title='Mr wonder-gorgeous'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111737728706161754</id><published>2005-05-29T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T07:44:13.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/gordo_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/gordo_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADAM LAMBERG AKA Mr. Gorgeous AKA Prinz Charming. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111737728706161754?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111737728706161754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111737728706161754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/dreamy.html' title='Dreamy..'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111737716428727694</id><published>2005-05-29T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T07:50:17.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beautiful and the handsome...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/collage31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/collage31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Familiar faces? If ur tynkin Lizzie Mcguire show or movie. Ur on the ryte tynkin track as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=WATCH" target="_blank"&gt;Watch&lt;/a&gt; Lizzie Mcguire movie tdae. Damn nice. Xcept dinch like the Paolo.. Doesnt look like Italian. More like Pakistan. Wad e heck. Dunno lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the wonderful &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ADAM LAMBERG(Gordo) is SOOOO adorable!!&lt;/span&gt; No muscle or wadeva hunky sort but his appearance and character in the show is so FAB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to search bout him and some of the cast and i got FREAKINGLY shocked! &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BORN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; in Sep! Like ME! N Hillary. His in 14091984. Mine 05091990. Hillary 28091987.&lt;/span&gt; The &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sep babbies!&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha.. Ok enuff wit the crap. It was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unbelievable to see his birth year&lt;/span&gt;! 1984!! 1984!! 1984!! FOR THE LAST TYME 1984!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIS 21 NOW!&lt;/span&gt; NOW! NOW! HE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOESNT LOOK LIKE A 21!&lt;/span&gt; IT CARNT B &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRUE" target="_blank"&gt;TRUE&lt;/a&gt;! BUT IT'S &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRUE" target="_blank"&gt;TRUE&lt;/a&gt;! I WANNA CRY!! HE CARNT B OLD! NOOOO...! I'm gonna drive myself nuts! Im so obsess about him. Haix.. Ok enuff Adilah. Enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hillary's same age as Jufri. 18.&lt;/span&gt; Cool. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She doesnt look like 18.&lt;/span&gt; Oso found out that &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jake&lt;/span&gt;(Matt aka Lizzie's Bro) is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY AGE&lt;/span&gt;! He's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BORN" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; 30011990&lt;/span&gt;! OMG! URGH! I'm gonna get heart-attack knowing their age which is sooo different from their looks. Is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ADAM LAMBERG SINGLE?!&lt;/span&gt; Plz be.. *SOB.. Ok. Enuff wit e obsession. Gonna drive u readers nuts too. Tata den. I'll add more pics on e Lizzie Mcguire movie. ;) Chiaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111737716428727694?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111737716428727694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111737716428727694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/beautiful-and-handsome.html' title='The beautiful and the handsome...'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111712056787750716</id><published>2005-05-26T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T08:18:05.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOUSE" target="_blank"&gt;HOUSE&lt;/a&gt; OF WAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PARIS" target="_blank"&gt;Paris&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HILTON" target="_blank"&gt;Hilton&lt;/a&gt;. She's GORGEOUS! I lurve the colour of her &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CLOTHES" target="_blank"&gt;clothes&lt;/a&gt;! They blend nicely! OMGOSH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111712056787750716?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111712056787750716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111712056787750716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/house-of-wax-paris-hilton_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111711984787210564</id><published>2005-05-26T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T08:04:07.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im sooo In lurve wit my blog..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I carnt keep my eyes away frm the HOUSE OF WAX SECTION in my blog! Urgh! Its juz so wonderful. Even if the show's insane. Still urgh.. Im drawn to it. Omg. Freaky.. Still If u wanna see e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;section simply scroll down yar! ;) WATCH HOUSE OF WAX!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111711984787210564?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111711984787210564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111711984787210564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-sooo-in-lurve-wit-my-blog.html' title='Im sooo In lurve wit my blog..'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111711921897919430</id><published>2005-05-26T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T07:53:38.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic day..</title><content type='html'>Had a hectic day tdae. Urgh! Dinch haf the mood to go sch. Wads e point of goin to sch wen there's nuttin to b taught? Waste tyme onlie.. End up i ask Dad to send my sistaz to sch n let me go sch myself. Took a cabby to sch was gettin l8 alrd. Reached school had this NE course fer the sec3s till 11am. Not bad we getta end sch earlie! Tee hee! It was about entrepreneuring. V.enjoyable. Had one point of tyme the facilitator made a game. He all of a sudden say "I'm selling this $10 for $5" while holdin a 10buck in the air. I tot he was jokin so i dinch bother buying it. Also i dinch haf change. I had a 10buck myself. Anyway. He kept repeatin saying he selling for $5. Cheris even held up her 5buck to buy it but he jz ignored her. End up afta sum tyme. Wanqi went up to him wit a 5buck n BOUGHT the $10 frm him. SHE GT TWICE THE PRICE SHE PAID FOR! He say dat &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;opportunities cums once a while n its best to grab it while u still can cz it wun come bac again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Truly i dinch xpect him to b serious. Too bad i lost my opportunity. V. sad.. The 2nd game was within a grp. Had to dress up a mascot to promote ur product. There has to be Creativity n all. End up my grp win! WEee! We dressup the mascot v.funni seh. There were newspapers tied ard him. He was a mutipurpose mascot. We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;won $5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but it was rather pathetic since we had 6members n if we divided it we'll each get 83cents. No point so we gave it bac but somehow they wanted us to haf it badly end up now wit AL. He dunch knoe wad to do wit e money. Tmr they gonna discuss wad to do wit the money. Buy sweet oso not enuff seh. Haiyo2. I told em to donate to charity. Make ppl happy =D. Haiz. Tmr gonna b a long... Day. Bless me. Tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111711921897919430?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111711921897919430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111711921897919430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/hectic-day.html' title='Hectic day..'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708961715634599</id><published>2005-05-25T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:06:42.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax_bigposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Story Begins..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708961715634599?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708961715634599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708961715634599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/story-begins.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708958369436172</id><published>2005-05-25T23:39:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:07:58.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/paris_hilton9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/paris_hilton9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige with Her Boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708958369436172?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708958369436172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708958369436172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/paige-with-her-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708957694761236</id><published>2005-05-25T23:39:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:09:19.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/paris_hilton4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/paris_hilton4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige and her boyfriend making out in the car..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708957694761236?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708957694761236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708957694761236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/paige-and-her-boyfriend-making-out-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708957083185171</id><published>2005-05-25T23:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:10:58.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax_vincent1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax_vincent1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent The Artistic one. The murderer.&lt;br /&gt;*His face gives me goosebumps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708957083185171?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708957083185171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708957083185171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/vincent-artistic-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708956633264756</id><published>2005-05-25T23:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:12:09.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent trying to kill Carly while the whole house was melting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708956633264756?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708956633264756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708956633264756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/vincent-trying-to-kill-carly-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708956369480054</id><published>2005-05-25T23:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:13:08.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly persuading Vincent not to kill her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708956369480054?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708956369480054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708956369480054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/carly-persuading-vincent-not-to-kill.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708956014048435</id><published>2005-05-25T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:14:14.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick discovers the wax machine that was used to spray victims with wax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708956014048435?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708956014048435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708956014048435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/nick-discovers-wax-machine-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708953894385223</id><published>2005-05-25T23:38:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:15:16.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly checking to see if the coast was clear..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708953894385223?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708953894385223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708953894385223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/carly-checking-to-see-if-coast-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708953619344624</id><published>2005-05-25T23:38:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:16:09.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick looking at the sight of decomposed meat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708953619344624?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708953619344624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708953619344624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/nick-looking-at-sight-of-decomposed.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708953392944989</id><published>2005-05-25T23:38:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:16:59.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly acting as a wax sculpture to hide from Victor the other murderer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708953392944989?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708953392944989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708953392944989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/carly-acting-as-wax-sculpture-to-hide.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708952832660585</id><published>2005-05-25T23:38:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:18:05.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly checking to see if the man was real. End up the sculpture was wax in the outside real meat in the inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708952832660585?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708952832660585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708952832660585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/carly-checking-to-see-if-man-was-real.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708952302122093</id><published>2005-05-25T23:38:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:19:06.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick thinking of ways to escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708952302122093?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708952302122093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708952302122093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/nick-thinking-of-ways-to-escape.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708951812198597</id><published>2005-05-25T23:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:20:02.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige running away in shocked from Vincent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708951812198597?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708951812198597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708951812198597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/paige-running-away-in-shocked-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708951278604859</id><published>2005-05-25T23:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:21:02.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly panicking in the car while she trys to drive away from Victor but apparently her wheels got stuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708951278604859?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708951278604859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708951278604859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/carly-panicking-in-car-while-she-trys.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708950762488293</id><published>2005-05-25T23:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:21:59.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick trying to call for help but the phone's line was dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708950762488293?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708950762488293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708950762488293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/nick-trying-to-call-for-help-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708945755695765</id><published>2005-05-25T23:37:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:24:55.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick locking himself from Victor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708945755695765?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708945755695765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708945755695765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/nick-locking-himself-from-victor.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708945040550525</id><published>2005-05-25T23:37:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:26:06.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade seeing the intruder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708945040550525?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708945040550525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708945040550525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/wade-seeing-intruder.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708944462972102</id><published>2005-05-25T23:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:27:08.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent n Victor lookin outside for the victims.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708944462972102?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708944462972102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708944462972102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/vincent-n-victor-lookin-outside-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708943898882491</id><published>2005-05-25T23:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:28:34.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/houseofwax1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/houseofwax1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly fell into a heap of decomposed deers while following the stench.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708943898882491?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708943898882491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708943898882491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/carly-fell-into-heap-of-decomposed.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708943331451605</id><published>2005-05-25T23:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:29:31.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/elisha_cuthbert6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/elisha_cuthbert6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly and Wade in Bob's car on the way to the village to get a new tool for the car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708943331451605?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708943331451605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708943331451605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/carly-and-wade-in-bobs-car-on-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708942804839534</id><published>2005-05-25T23:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:34:33.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/elisha_cuthbert10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/elisha_cuthbert10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor blowing Carly's lips after putting glue to seal her mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708942804839534?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708942804839534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708942804839534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/victor-blowing-carlys-lips-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708942235330106</id><published>2005-05-25T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:37:26.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/chad_michael_murray7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/chad_michael_murray7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto their breath from the horrible smell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708942235330106?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708942235330106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708942235330106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/holding-onto-their-breath-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708941045544862</id><published>2005-05-25T23:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:42:35.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/chad_michael_murray5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/chad_michael_murray5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly shocked at seeing one of her friend's in the machine. Dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708941045544862?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708941045544862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708941045544862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/carly-shocked-at-seeing-one-of-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708940440950421</id><published>2005-05-25T23:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:44:09.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/chad_michael_murray3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/chad_michael_murray3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The discovery of decomposed matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708940440950421?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708940440950421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708940440950421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/discovery-of-decomposed-matters.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708938627519851</id><published>2005-05-25T23:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:46:30.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/chad_michael_murray2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/chad_michael_murray2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked n disgusted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708938627519851?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708938627519851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708938627519851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/shocked-n-disgusted.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708938335988391</id><published>2005-05-25T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:48:53.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/chad_michael_murray11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/chad_michael_murray11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick telling Carly the plan to find their friendz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708938335988391?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708938335988391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708938335988391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/nick-telling-carly-plan-to-find-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708933860831362</id><published>2005-05-25T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T23:35:38.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/chad_michael_murray1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/chad_michael_murray1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The House Of Wax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708933860831362?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708933860831362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708933860831362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/house-of-wax_111708933860831362.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111708923589258576</id><published>2005-05-25T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T23:56:09.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House Of Wax</title><content type='html'>Went to twn walked around while waitin fer the movie to start. Watched &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOUSE" target="_blank"&gt;House&lt;/a&gt; of Wax juz nw at lido wit AL n gal, Win, Wati, Zara, Aza, Irene, Doko, Gary n Erna. Haha.. Its NC16. Wahaha.. Passed. ;) Figured out why NC16 liao.. V.violent and a bit sensord lah n oso psychotic. Mainly the show's craziee!!Got my fav actor n actress! Paige(&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PARIS" target="_blank"&gt;Paris&lt;/a&gt; Hiton)! N Chad Micheal Murray (Cinderella's prinz) He sooo charming! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/how.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/how.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters acting Carly (ELISHA CUTHBERT), Paige (&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PARIS" target="_blank"&gt;PARIS&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HILTON" target="_blank"&gt;HILTON&lt;/a&gt;) Carly's boyfriend Wade (JARED PADALECKI) n Carly's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BROTHER" target="_blank"&gt;brother&lt;/a&gt; Nick (CHAD MICHAEL MURRAY), (Jon Abrahams), Paige's Boyfriend(Robert Richard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was mostly on diz &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOUSE" target="_blank"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt; of wax which was discovered by 6 people. Then the whole village was empty xcept the 3 brothers hu's parents treated em badly while they were young n created sculptures of wax figures. So wen the parents died, their sons took ovr em. The main killer was a semis twin which face was made of wax. The killin was v.brutal n gruesome. They stabbed the victims, cut their legs n fingers, glued their lips, poked a metal rod through &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PARIS" target="_blank"&gt;Paris&lt;/a&gt; Hiton's head! Afta they killed their victims, they'll bring em to an underground hide out. Stitched em up. *V.Disgustin. Place em at a big machine n spray wax on em to make em wax sculptures. Alive human sculptures. If u accidentally hit the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HAND" target="_blank"&gt;hand&lt;/a&gt; of e sculptures, u'll see the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HAND" target="_blank"&gt;hand&lt;/a&gt; get dislocated n blood wit ooze out of the figure. V.saddin to see. End up Nick (Chad Micheal Murray) n his sista Carly (Elisha Cuthbert) were the onlie 1 alive among the 6 frenz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, afta the movie we headed &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME" target="_blank"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;. Kindda l8 alrd. Reached hm at 7+.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111708923589258576?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708923589258576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111708923589258576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/house-of-wax_25.html' title='House Of Wax'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111686326684692376</id><published>2005-05-23T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T09:10:44.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went shoppin!</title><content type='html'>Went to visit grandparents jz nw since yesterdae dinch go.. Ate a lot dere. Not dat my grandma cooked much, most of the foods were frm hm. Chit chat fer quite a long tyme till 8pm. Haix. Watched sum kind of &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SPY" target="_blank"&gt;spy&lt;/a&gt; show on &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TV" target="_blank"&gt;tv&lt;/a&gt; dere. Some show dat had Catherine Zeta Jones n Shawn Connery in it. Kinda cool wit all their moves. Surprised dat they filmed the show at KL. The show was more bout how they stole a valuable mask to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SELL" target="_blank"&gt;sell&lt;/a&gt; it n also how they transfered $8 BILLION from the market to their account. Way cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PP afta dat. Wanted to find my zit remover thingy but it wasnt sold there. Went ard PP in search for &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CLOTHES" target="_blank"&gt;CLOTHES&lt;/a&gt;!! So sad dat we, me n sis, was in a hurry so we managed to see the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CLOTHES" target="_blank"&gt;clothes&lt;/a&gt; n not able to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BUY" target="_blank"&gt;buy&lt;/a&gt; or try on any.. *SOB Wanted to try on the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CLOTHES" target="_blank"&gt;clothes&lt;/a&gt; soo badly... Anyway gt my new lipbalm! Gonna haf refreshin new lips again! wee! Still i dinch manage to find my zit remover! *WAAAA! Tynk i'll head twn tmr or when im &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FREE" target="_blank"&gt;free&lt;/a&gt; within diz wk to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BUY" target="_blank"&gt;buy&lt;/a&gt; it. Urgh! I haf to get it off my face!! Ate dinner at KFC. I "vegetarian" ate 1 large coleslaw onlie. But wit sum shreds of &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CHICKEN" target="_blank"&gt;chicken&lt;/a&gt; n 1/4 an &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PINEAPPLE" target="_blank"&gt;pineapple&lt;/a&gt; pie. Not bad eh. Gonna lose some pounds. ;) Still i see im fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix.. Bac to sch tmr. Gonna b a torture! Thankfully no MT cz the O'lvl takers haf intensive MT. Gonna b like em nxt yr. Gonna suffer.. Beta enjoy diz wk of no MT. Oso June holi's cummin! Gtg.  Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111686326684692376?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111686326684692376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111686326684692376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-went-shoppin.html' title='I went shoppin!'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111674776728072560</id><published>2005-05-22T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T05:05:43.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAKED OU+!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I deleted everything from my taggy. Last nite i wasnt &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=ONLINE" target="_blank"&gt;online&lt;/a&gt; and wad the heck tdae i checked and turned out that some few "ras" and "boalin" wannabe tagged my taggy. Frm wad i knoe i dunch even tynk it was the real "ras" and boalin". Y?&lt;br /&gt;#1: Boalin n ras arnt frenz. (The wannabe stated they were frenz)&lt;br /&gt;#2: They dunch go cycling together duh!&lt;br /&gt;#3: They dunch chat wit each other!&lt;br /&gt;#4: They dunch even knoe each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously diz freakin idiot who claimed to be "ras", "boalin" and "me" wasnt using his/her brains AT ALL. Some funni act huh. Well i dunch tynk it was funni at all. Its soooo lame. Claimin to b someone dat ur not. Well too bad cz i've deleted the whole conversation. Some prank. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8-)&lt;/span&gt; I was soo pissed wen i saw it. Well anyway the problem's solve. Juz by deleting the conversation. Dun hafta create a big hu-ha ovr dis matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryte now i've got nothin to do. I was tynkin of headin to twn but if so i'm gona b l8 fer dinner. So i've changed my mind. I was tynkin of goin to PP to find some facial mask to get the FREAKIN zit off my face by tue! EEK! Y do diz zits even start poppin out?! I've used sooo many creams but still hopeless it wunch disappear! It itches badly. And its red. Thankfully it havent ripe so no horrible yellowish-thingy gonna appear at the moment. OUH MAN.. I wanna it removed! I carnt wait for a &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=MANICURE" target="_blank"&gt;manicure&lt;/a&gt;. Urgh.. Juz filed my nail diz mornin still im not satisfied. Well tata. I'll juz end here. Update tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111674776728072560?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111674776728072560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111674776728072560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/freaked-ou.html' title='FREAKED OU+!'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111666228876759556</id><published>2005-05-21T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T01:02:46.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good lucky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/640/gd%20luck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: #ffffff 3px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #ffffff 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ffffff 3px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2129/200/gd%20luck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`Shar and me frenz 4eva*&lt;br /&gt;Voting day for head and vice head was yesterday. So fast the results are out tdae. Thou' its not confirm yet. The top 3 of each level hafta make a speech to promote themselves to make it to becomin head or vice. Shar got the most % for sec3 and Sharan got most % for sec2. Congrats! Jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Best luck to all those who made it to top 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nothin much has happen todae. Been lazying ard fer the past few hours in front of the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TV" target="_blank"&gt;tv&lt;/a&gt;. Gota study fer Madrsh soon. Still got xam. Sianz. Thankfully we got onlie 3 subj than all 6 i tynk. Well toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111666228876759556?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111666228876759556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111666228876759556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-lucky.html' title='Good lucky!'/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10632446.post-111661984347491458</id><published>2005-05-21T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T14:17:43.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There can be miracles&lt;br /&gt;When you believe&lt;br /&gt;Though hope is frail&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to kill&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what miracles&lt;br /&gt;You can achieve&lt;br /&gt;When you believe&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you will&lt;br /&gt;You will when you believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm cant seem to sleep now. Most probably cz i've slept in the afternoon. Got bac all my results. Totally horrifying. Havent told my dad bout my marks. Hopefully he doesnt blow his head when he sees my marks. Not that i did badly but it's just not up to expectation. I totally slacked A LOT. Unbelievable. When apparently there was one subject i managed to pass after many times of failing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Havent been bloggin for awhile. Now i'm bac. New layouts with new entries. So happie! Finally everythings fresh again. Gonna change my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STYLE" target="_blank"&gt;style&lt;/a&gt; too. By June a whole new me gonna be &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BORN" target="_blank"&gt;born&lt;/a&gt;. Some guai-kia yet a sassy new gerl. Hopefully.. June &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOLIDAY" target="_blank"&gt;holiday&lt;/a&gt;'s near. Left 1 last wk of &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt;. Gotta start plannin on what to do during the June-No-School month. Well. I'd beta get some rest. Hope l8r i haf a nice day. Dunch wanna start doing my normal routine of rottin a whole day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10632446-111661984347491458?l=liveinthedark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111661984347491458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10632446/posts/default/111661984347491458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liveinthedark.blogspot.com/2005/05/there-can-be-miracles-when-you-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Pollyanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10109513994092939833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
