<?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-6887189999422160986</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:57:01.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>restartt</title><subtitle type='html'>I know you love the star pea.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-6971525248588584743</id><published>2007-11-01T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:01:44.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody waits for you now.</title><content type='html'>WHEE!! Jodee is taking geog too! IF WE CAN ALL GET INTO THE SAME CLASS I WILL LAUGH AND LAUGH AND LAUGH UNTIL I TURN INTO A SLIMY PIECE OF JELLY WITH NO BRAINS AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I hate using words that I hate the sound of. So it's quite lucky that there are many words that I like the sound of, such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky, sombre, parody, red, rad, cushion, shop, picturesque (pik-cher-resk, haha!) ETC! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will do better next year. Actually, I am sure I will.&lt;br /&gt;Unless I turn stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/salmon"&gt;Did you know that the 'l' in salmon is like silent or something&lt;/a&gt;? Last time I told minping that or something and she laughed and said I was dumb or something. Too bad it is correct, eh? And vase can also be pronounced as like vayze or something. And minping said I was dumb because of that too. But it is also correct. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can guess the names of the songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In the middle of a gunfight, in the center of a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Warm your warmth to turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Now I know, that I can't make you stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't want to be an American idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. And if they get me and the sun goes down into the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Well if you wanted honesty that's all you had to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Simona, you're getting older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. There's always something in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Hello good morning, how you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Hand in mine, into your icy blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I don't want a lot for christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Hey miss murder can I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I, I came here by day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Oh, all I want to know, all I want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. When I was a young boy my father took me into the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Welcome to the planet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What's the deal, with my brain, why am I so obviously insane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Long ago, just like the hearse you died to get in again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. There's a fracture in the colour bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The hand of my clock strikes two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 5/20 for Sora's only :( I think there are 6 very easy ones in my list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-6971525248588584743?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/6971525248588584743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=6971525248588584743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/6971525248588584743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/6971525248588584743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/11/everybody-waits-for-you-now.html' title='everybody waits for you now.'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-5074453737536942435</id><published>2007-10-30T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T01:21:42.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>astrozombi</title><content type='html'>My CCA starts in one and a half hour's time and I am not bathed yet. I hate it when I worry over nothing. Like this morning I was flopping around in bed thinking that I'd overslept since I slept at like 3 or 4 AM last night. So I thought about why I couldn't go to school with a muscle ache and why my mom didn't know I was going to and all that but it was only 11:30 in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CCA starts at 2, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I just spelt btw out :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like this is quite boring cause I forgot what I wanted to blog about besides ISN'T THIS BLOGSKIN COOL, I love the person who made it and all her other skins. You won't believe how much time I spent editing it, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH IT'S 12:30!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[edit]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like 2:37 and I am still at home because I got sick of waiting of 97. I sat on that metal thing till my butt hurt and when the bus finally came it was 15 minutes before CCA started so I just came home. I will tell them I sprained my ankle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-5074453737536942435?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/5074453737536942435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=5074453737536942435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/5074453737536942435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/5074453737536942435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-cca-starts-in-one-and-half-hours.html' title='astrozombi'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-7729189339440016787</id><published>2007-10-30T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T03:49:16.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i couldn't help but overhear.... !!!</title><content type='html'>Blogthings is so retarded, they keep giving me dumb answers like, "you're confident... sometimes", "you're sarcastic... sometimes" or "you are an attention whore... sometimes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. How useful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am feeling very unproductive once again. I appealed for 8.5 yesterday but I don't think that I will get in, which doesn't really matter much unless I don't get chem/bio/geog, which will indeed be very saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my life is so boring that I get excited over every single thing. Like knowing if I got into 8.5. Junhao says that it is probably useless, and that is what Lim Simin, Jodee etc said as well, but I still want to take it because I really like chemistry. That is my main reason for wanting to take 8.5. But I will not really mind not taking it, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have CCA tomorrow and the talk on thursday. I don't think I am attending the talk on thursday because the only thing that I still have to do is to pay more attention in class. And study harder for some subjects. It's true, I did ok for the subjects that I paid attention in class for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I just woke up awhile ago (or maybe like a few hours ago) but it's already 4PM, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I've written here before that some retard took my codes and my background without rehosting and took them to make her own skin without changing anything (except removing the image). She still has not taken it down despite the fact that I told her to. So I went to her blog and realized that she was using it on her blog too. And some friend even said it was a nice skin. I am going to thank the friend for saying that the blogskin is nice as it is mine and also replaced the background. Want to see it? Go to her blog: &lt;a href="http://ordinaryygirll.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge in retarded ways is sweet and very funny as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE ME CACKLE BEHIND MY COMPUTER SCREEN! &lt;small&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;I hope the bitch cries&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-7729189339440016787?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/7729189339440016787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=7729189339440016787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/7729189339440016787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/7729189339440016787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/blogthings-is-so-retarded-they-keep.html' title='i couldn&apos;t help but overhear.... !!!'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-8696523745435272964</id><published>2007-10-29T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T04:48:31.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>east coast park! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;warning: long &amp; boring entry!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so great that I just want to write everything here without being 'selective' with the things I write about or whatever. SO FAIL THIS ENTRY IF YOU CAN. WHICH YOU CAN'T! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway I woke up at 9:15 because Lim Simin called me, haha! I bet I sounded like a... mushroom. But anyway I met her at JE with min ping, huimin and jodee. And they made fun of my ugly shirt, which was not my fault! :D So somehow boonchong turned up in the same MRT and so did weisheng, a few stops after that! It was such a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quite peifu huimin and weisheng for standing through most of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we reached east coast and everyone was quite pissed cause the class was nowhere to be seen and I wanted to find a toilet to change out of my ugly shirt (which I did). Eventually we found rebecca and a few other people (siyuan, huisee etc) and we went to rent out bikes! I was quite, uhm, hesitant because I didn't know how to cycle (yes it's true).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the person showed us the smallest bike (exclusive of the kiddy ones of course) and said something like, "this is the smallest one, it is for short people" and Simin was a bit pissed! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this auntie that we went to to ask for directions said that we looked like primary school kids too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodee and Simin taught me how to cycle! They both say that I am a great student because I am pretty and smart, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fine, they did not say that but I know they think it is true, &lt;B&gt;RIGHT?&lt;/B&gt; :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I learnt how to cycle pretty quickly. Or maybe not, since min ping got the hang of it before I did but I was probably more stable than her in the end. Actually,  I was more stable and that's a fact! Because she managed to bruise my arm and make me fall of my bike another time. And she spoilt Jodee's bike! Anyway, I was so happy that I could finally say that I know how to cycle that I yelled 'hi!' to practically everyone I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while we went to mac to eat with the rest of the class and I realized that quite a number of people turned up. Boonchong took so much chilli that his plate-thing looked like it was overflowing (seriously) and it was quite disgusting so I took his drink and put it over the thing. And then I took that and put it over another small-plate of ketchup. In the end the plate-things fitted perfectly into the bottom of the cup so he just drank it with all the disgusting chilli at the bottom. Jodee took a picture! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Simin played that "chilli with coke gives off heat" prank on Minping and Jodee and they fell for it! And it was pretty funny since minping even said something like, "add more chilli! add more chilli!" We were probably too excited, since we smacked their hands so hard that the entire coke-chilli thing splashed onto all four of us. It was so retarded. After that minping said she actually thought she felt some heat, ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went cycling again, but stopped by this part of the beach. I realized that moats are actually MUCH MORE fun than sandcastles. Too bad we were all too afraid to get dirty. I remember that time I went to pangkor and built a huge one with my cousin and we could sit in it and all. After that moat we spent a fucking long time trying to get our feet/slippers clean. Once my slipper slipped off my feet but I got them back in the end. Because I am great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while huisee, shinfung, zhaozhi and leetheng tried throwing water bombs at us but we all escaped unscathed. Lol, they threw like 3 at me but all of them missed. So in the end we cycled back to the rental place before they came back with more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it sounds quite boring to tell you that we mainly did cycling but it was honestly fun. Absolutely worth waking up at 9.15, though it was not much of a class outing. I can still feel myself cycling right now, it is quite scary. And I feel quite bad because the only person that I gave a birthday present to this year is Siyuan :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-8696523745435272964?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/8696523745435272964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=8696523745435272964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/8696523745435272964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/8696523745435272964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-so-great-that-i-just-want-to.html' title='east coast park! :D'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-378418659433303720</id><published>2007-10-28T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T10:16:44.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you know what they do to guys like us in prison</title><content type='html'>I don't like to accept faults in people that I care about. I don't like to accept faults in myself either. So I don't care if people tell me I'm disgusting for some things that I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons why it is fine to be wrong (when you know it is wrong) is because life is not actually that important since we exist only for like 80 years and earth has been around for 450 million years. So we should just make ourselves happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is only right if you really think it is right and not as some excuse that you choose to explain your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. it pisses me off that i have gone from using song lyrics as (blog entry) titles to song titles as titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. it pisses me off that the song title i used for this entry is very long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-378418659433303720?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/378418659433303720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=378418659433303720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/378418659433303720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/378418659433303720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-like-to-accept-faults-in-people.html' title='you know what they do to guys like us in prison'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-6528624366394706533</id><published>2007-10-27T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:49:39.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>synonym for acquiesce</title><content type='html'>Help I am so pissed off right now, over nothing at all. But anyway here's something that is very dumb/disgusting. It is quite confidential so you will most probably not get what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waste time? Waste what fucking time? If you think that you have just become a greater person by saying that you are sorely mistaken. You are still the great big loser that you are,and many other things that will give your identity away if I say them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, why the hell are you so retarded? Seriously man. Waste time? Getting money back is not a very big waste of time yea? Even if you are the one giving away money, 'waste time' is not exactly the right phrase, since SOMETHING HAPPENED. Just saying 'waste time' does not show that you do not care about the person that you just spoke to. And not caring about them does not make you a greater person&lt;br /&gt;You big fat loser. If you want to do things that will make you seem like you don't care don't say things that contradict that at least. Make up your stupid mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever la, that one not funny enough. Pretend that the previous paragraph goes well with the next one yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad, my friend wasted her time. She could have used it to do something else man, getting money back is like so not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SO COOL TO HAVE A FULL PROFILE. Yea so like I'm gonna write mine out bit by bit since it's quite impossible to have everything in your mind at the same time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music that i listen to:&lt;br /&gt;AFI, augastana, boys like girls, britney spears, dashboard confessionals, good charlotte, greenday, hellogoodbye, jack's mannequin, juliana theory, matchbook romance, mcfly, motion city soundtrack, my chemical romance, relient k, switchfoot, taking back sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-6528624366394706533?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/6528624366394706533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=6528624366394706533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/6528624366394706533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/6528624366394706533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/help-i-am-so-pissed-off-right-now-over.html' title='synonym for acquiesce'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-8886663784295829789</id><published>2007-10-27T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T01:55:24.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vampires will never hurt you</title><content type='html'>You're supposed to give a word to each of the whatever-you-call-it below. Then fill in the blanks in the paragraph with the words (in order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotion - happy&lt;br /&gt;fruit - oranges&lt;br /&gt;person that you got this thing from - sora&lt;br /&gt;name - gerard way&lt;br /&gt;object - tv set&lt;br /&gt;name - lara croft&lt;br /&gt;your name - starpea&lt;br /&gt;object - comb&lt;br /&gt;verb - run&lt;br /&gt;adjective - hideous&lt;br /&gt;emotion - angry&lt;br /&gt;verb - jump&lt;br /&gt;verbing - rolling&lt;br /&gt;animal - cow&lt;br /&gt;animal - goose&lt;br /&gt;cartoon - cosmo (from fairly odd parents)&lt;br /&gt;place - IMM&lt;br /&gt;country - singapore&lt;br /&gt;relative - great aunt's cousin&lt;br /&gt;colour - red&lt;br /&gt;2 digit number - 13&lt;br /&gt;verb - eat&lt;br /&gt;verbing - stretching&lt;br /&gt;noun - feather duster&lt;br /&gt;cartoon - spongebob&lt;br /&gt;political figure - LKY&lt;br /&gt;game - audition :K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am feeling [happy], because my sister bought me a very cool basket of [oranges]. But on the plus side, I have [sora], who is my queen. She rules. I think [gerard way] is really awesome too, I mean not everyone can skateboard on a/an [tv set]. That's not the point, though. Yesterday, [lara croft] was like, "hey, [starpea], wanna go swimming?" and I was all, "No duh, the [comb] will [run] my skin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reaction was totally [hideous], like unexpected right. So I was all [angry] because of her reaction and I started to [jump]. And while I was [rolling] I yelled, "HEY YOU, WATCH OUT FOR THE [COW]!" She was like totally puzzled at that but just said, "WELL YOU BETTER WATCH OUT TOO, OR THE [GOOSE] WILL GET YOU! AND HARD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That like totally hurt my feelings so I phoned [cosmo] and asked him to meet me at [IMM]. So then I kneeled down and complained to him that I had to fly to [singapore] in a few day's time because of my [great aunt's cousin], who had just won the [red] trophy of the [13th] century. He was like totally sympathetic and said, "well at least you don't have to [eat] over 1000 [stretching] [feather duster]s! I heard they got [sponge bob] to do that the last time he lost to the [LKY] in a game of [audition]."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 random things:&lt;br /&gt;- I get a bit scared when listening to the start of 'vampires will never hurt you' because it reminds me of 'the wax house' (movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The only movie that I ever got a nightmare for is 'the wax house'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No one is talking to me on MSN right now. I feel like a loser. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I sort my contacts into 3 groups (peas, RV and others)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am listening to 'vampires will never hurt you'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I like britney spear's version of 'i love rock and roll' as much as joan jett's. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think britney spears (before the head shaving and all that) was pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I can't wait for year 3 to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That is unless I am not in the same class as any of the peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I feel lame referring to the 6 of us as 'the peas'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This is the 11th point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am a narcissist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- That word is spelt correctly. I know that as I have spell check on all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-8886663784295829789?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/8886663784295829789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=8886663784295829789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/8886663784295829789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/8886663784295829789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/youre-supposed-to-give-word-to-each-of.html' title='vampires will never hurt you'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-2765714651716337547</id><published>2007-10-26T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:14:35.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking relatives.</title><content type='html'>YUCKS my aunt is here with her stupid children. AND THEY ARE STUPID! This one that is the same age as I am wanted to bring home my huge stack of worksheets to photocopy(they are at least 10cm past my knees when you stack the 4 subjects together because she already finished her HUGE STACK. And I said, "you take mine home then i study what."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY SAID, "oh then now photocopy lor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea I would like to see you lug my worksheets to jurong east to PHOTOCOPY THEM SINCE I OBVIOUSLY DO NOT HAVE ENOUGH PAPER/INK AT HOME TO PHOTOCOPY 100000 PIECES OF PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study so hard in the end never even get 250. And she still thought she would get higher than me cause I never study. FAT HOPE, LOSER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that time I came back from korea or something and bought this box of snack thing that is fucking expensive (Expensive for the miserable few sticks inside) and she ate the fucking whole load of it. And said, "yucks it's not nice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font color="red" size="+2"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there are these expensive chocolates at my house and I bet they will finish them, being the gluttons that they are. They are more greedy than I am and jodee always says that I am 'a glutton'. But even I do not go to other peoples' houses and finish their food. BECAUSE I AM NOT THAT DISGUSTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course you will say I am being a miser but I don't think so. That time my sister's boyfriend bought her a box of those chocolates that cost $20+ for 6 pieces or something and one of my aunts ate the WHOLE ENTIRE BOX and said, "zi hui the box you don't one can give me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ASK YOU, WHO THE HELL FINISHES A BOX OF CHOCOLATE THAT OBVIOUSLY LOOKS EXPENSIVE AND ASKS FOR THE BOX?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they do it again I tell you I will go into the living room look devastated and say, "Who finished all the stuff in the fridge? They cost me two week's allowance, which btw is a fucking 80 dollars (obviously that is a lie but who cares they suck), and I didn't even get to eat them yet. Who would do such a despicable act? It is so very impolite as well. LET ME STRESS VERY. Who the hell goes to other peoples' houses and eats all their stuff?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll set my comp to full blast and play some loud songs on repeat, set a password to my account, log out and tell them not to switch it off so they'll have to sit in the living room with it playing the whole time. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time my cousin came to my house and looked through all my books in my cabinets while I was not home. And my grandmother told me that she tried to ask her to stop because I wouldn't like it but she just ignored her (my grandmother). Shows how disgusting they are. I hate them. Too bad I'll have to meet them during chinese new year. I  bet/know my mother thinks so too but just patronizes them. But I won't. I know my mother will be damn happy if I say something rude to their faces. WHEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-2765714651716337547?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/2765714651716337547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=2765714651716337547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/2765714651716337547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/2765714651716337547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/fucking-relatives.html' title='fucking relatives.'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-5343101759172268169</id><published>2007-10-26T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T09:28:27.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="+3"&gt;MARK MY WORDS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will not regret not being able to take module.&lt;br /&gt;You always unregret your regrets.&lt;br /&gt;So stop being sad about not being able to take 8.5 subs!&lt;br /&gt;All will be fine. It's not like H3 chem paper requires the module thing.&lt;br /&gt;Besides you've always done pretty well for chem.&lt;br /&gt;No problem. At most get tuition or something. Sure got other solution.&lt;br /&gt;Who ask you fail history anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 'you' I am referring to myself if you idiots have not realized yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT PROBLEM!!! I MUST TAKE THAT EXTRA .5 SUB :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-5343101759172268169?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/5343101759172268169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=5343101759172268169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/5343101759172268169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/5343101759172268169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/mark-my-words-you-will-not-regret-not.html' title=''/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-4737328412154289840</id><published>2007-10-25T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:40:40.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pfffffft</title><content type='html'>Did I tell you that my mother won the lottery? She did. Haha! Anyways, we got back our report slips today and I did quite badly. But it was the best case scenario out of the possible whatever la. So I don't really care. The shitty thing is that I nearly passed history. By nearly I mean one stupid mark. Which is a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I was playing lara croft and my sister said that she thought the drummy part of the soundtrack was a machine gun and she got scared for a moment. Hahaha! And she keeps saying "laura croft" and talking about laura as in the rapea. She kept imagining laura wearing the RV uniform getting bitten by rats in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will definitely do better next year. Ok maybe not. Probably not unless I get to take geog. Plus chem and bio. I think I will be able to take chem and bio. Or maybe not. Nevermind. I'm fine with physics. THAT'S A LIE, I MUST TAKE CHEM AND BIO!!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst case scenario?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CH 3.5&lt;br /&gt;BI 3.0&lt;br /&gt;AM 1.5&lt;br /&gt;EM 2.5&lt;br /&gt;EL 2.5&lt;br /&gt;CL 1.5&lt;br /&gt;GE 2.5&lt;br /&gt;SS 1.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking lousy. I don't want to count average already. And that is with A2 for chem which may not even be the case. Damn sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-4737328412154289840?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/4737328412154289840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=4737328412154289840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/4737328412154289840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/4737328412154289840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/pfffffft.html' title='pfffffft'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-8611647732619092447</id><published>2007-10-24T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T08:33:05.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sing a tuna</title><content type='html'>Today was the learning symposium thing. It was quite boring, we only went to the forensic science and the punk thingum. Then after that we just sotonged around and I forgot what we did la. Oh, we also went down to our game stall for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DR and I went looking at people's legs! Most of them were damn ugly, I think I only saw like 4 nice ones out of the around 100 legs we stared at, haha. Walaoo can't stand boys having nice legs. Should give the girls. Hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Lara Croft is quite boring. Actually, I think it wouldn't be if not for the fact that I have no idea how to go and cannot perform long jumps properly. And all day I only got to kill 1 guard. 1 GUARD!!! And you can't kick people that you're not supposed to, unlike the version that my sister used to play when I was in kindergarden or something. I remember she used to shoot the butler but he'd just revive and start offering Lara food again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid simin broke her promise and didn't come my house. FSKLKSFKLFLKSF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited about year 3 :) Even though my percentage/GPA really sucks, I think I can still get into the same class as either Laura or Simin since we're taking the same subjects, just different modules. I'm not sure if I should talk e-lit. I really suck at those sort of thingums. Maybe I should take some sciency module but it'll probably be quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been sure that everyone has a talent but I just can't figure mine out. Sometimes I can but I just forget it. Or get unsure of it. Or dump it aside because it's boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-8611647732619092447?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/8611647732619092447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=8611647732619092447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/8611647732619092447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/8611647732619092447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/sing-tuna.html' title='sing a tuna'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-9118371553768277611</id><published>2007-10-22T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T01:11:10.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate ugly lolcats</title><content type='html'>My sister just looked through the 'A star year book' thingum we got today, pointed at some old ang moh and said that he was shuai when he was young -_- And this character in the show I'm watching just said, "that scream is the same tone and pitch as Mr Black's!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between tone and pitch? Isn't tone just like a bigger version of pitch? o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today leh. Just went to school, had english lesson, history lesson, break and then we skipped a few hours of class to write the whatever you want to call it la. OH SHIT today must write 2 zuowens and ying yong wens!! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-9118371553768277611?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/9118371553768277611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=9118371553768277611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/9118371553768277611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/9118371553768277611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-ugly-lolcats.html' title='i hate ugly lolcats'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-7046339481944153483</id><published>2007-10-22T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T10:31:12.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shatterredddddd</title><content type='html'>Yea it's 1AM and I haven't bathed yet cause I'm just feeling lazy. Oh. Laura wasn't at school today, prolly because of ATC but whatever, since nothing happened today. It's so shitty to have to go to school just to do NOTHING IMPORTANT AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we just played truth or dare which was pretty lame. Davy is so act cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we were dismissed at like 12:30 and I didn't go anywhere cause Simin said she wanted to go home to sleep. Geh. When I reached home &lt;i&gt;click&lt;/i&gt; was showing on HBO so I watched it. And it's showing now and I am watching. Ok, was watching it. I switched it off cause it was kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep at all cause I slept for 6 hours this afternoon, haha. Anyways I've found a holiday job! My dad's hiring me to work for him for like 20 dollars a day to do some dumb typing stuff. Which is not bad since I'm sure he'll just let me slack a little. And it's 100 dollars a week which is 2.5 times of my allowance! Too bad I'll have to wake up early too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have this file open in photoshop and it looks quite nice but not good enough to be saved yet. But I don't know what I can do about it so I guess I'll just sotong through it tomorrow or tonight if I really can't fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;think&lt;/u&gt; my grades will be better next year, without history and physics. CHEM AND BIO CHEM AND BIO CHEM AND BIO! :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-7046339481944153483?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/7046339481944153483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=7046339481944153483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/7046339481944153483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/7046339481944153483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/shatterredddddd.html' title='shatterredddddd'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-1651381738926702802</id><published>2007-10-20T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T07:27:41.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If someone says "is this okay?" you say:&lt;br /&gt;helena, MCR - I am rolling my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Tiger lily, matchbook romance - haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;teenagers, MCR - HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;dark blue, jack's mannequin - that's quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;chasing cars, snow patrol - very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;learning to breathe, switchfoot - not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;1973, james blunt - lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not ok i promise, MCR - not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;i have no song named '4' so that's quite a stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;maneater, nelly furtado - seriously this is the funniest thing ever :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;i don't love you, MCR - lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;american idiot, greenday - dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;dance floor anthem, good charlotte - no link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;i don't love you, MCR - quite a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;be my escape, relient K - haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;cute without the e, taking back sunday - how dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;the way you make me feel, MJ + britney spears - no link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;when you're around, motion city soundtrack - LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;run, snow patrol - whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;oh! gravity, switchfoot - duh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the ipod shuffle quiz thingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this afternoon a hello kitty fan dropped into my house. It flew in from the window and landed in the living room. My yeye was damn excited and he kept showing me how the design of the fan makes it very convenient to use. He says he will keep it to fan the flames next time we have a barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lying in my ahma's room all day doing like nothing except photoshop. Which would have been damn loserish if not for the fact that I CAME UP WITH SOMETHING THAT I THINK LOOKS DAMN RAD :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love saying the word 'rad'. (i pronounce it the way ang mohs pronounce red, but rad is a much cooler word. in meaning also since there is nothing cool about the meaning of red, which is basically red.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know something &lt;strike&gt;great&lt;/strike&gt; rad about using windows is being able to punch F5 again! :D Cause like on my iBook you have to click refresh, and sometimes I use safari which only has a reload button. I don't think there's much of a difference but the reload button is damn ugly, and is shared with the 'stop load' button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am friending everyone on blogskins. Seriously, I am. I just friended someone that has no skin, because I viewed her profile and she rated my skin. Lol. I think I'm quite disgusting cause I don't friend people that have rated my skin down for reasons that I disagree with before. Which is most of the time. It's like disgusting because obviously I am not one of the best skinners around and I want to judge my own skins as harshly as I judge the other ones but that is apparently not going on. (37 words in that sentence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sora says run on sentences are gross but I think I make them because that's how I would say them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Is there school tomorrow? My msn is like not working so I cant' ask. HELP! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-1651381738926702802?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/1651381738926702802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=1651381738926702802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/1651381738926702802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/1651381738926702802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-someone-says-is-this-okay-you-say.html' title=''/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-2867316521587258443</id><published>2007-10-20T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T09:15:16.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>never coming home</title><content type='html'>I never understood why people buy CDs. Can't you just get the songs from those mp3 sites online? Plus CDs are so space-consuming (oh I can fill a compartment of the wall-sized bookshelf with CDs, which basically contradicts what I'm trying to say in this post but nevermind :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY I THINK I'VE FOUND A BAND WORTH BUYING THE CD EVEN THOUGH I HAVE MOST OF THEIR SONGS IN MY COMP, HAWHAW. You're gonna be so disgusted when you hear. I'll give you a clue, their initials are MCR. Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: If you are wondering why my counter suddenly jumped from 75 to 401 in one day's time, it is because I added it to my blogskins profile page. So obviously there are quite a lot of views today because of the sotd thing. Whee! (x2! :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-2867316521587258443?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/2867316521587258443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=2867316521587258443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/2867316521587258443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/2867316521587258443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-never-understood-why-people-buy-cds.html' title='never coming home'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-6435281142146330773</id><published>2007-10-19T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T21:39:05.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the greatest fall of all time</title><content type='html'>Remember 4 entries ago I talked about my disabled SOTD? IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYMORE. I WON SOTD WITH TIGER LILY!! :D Whee! It's amazing how everything climbed up so fast, since not long ago I was happy to be at the bottom of top 15 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, my peas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodee says I looked pissed and emo at the swimming complex the other day. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can dream while I am still half awake. And when that happens I can still hear the fan whirling in real life or whatever sound happens to be uhm, happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm not sure if I bei gui ya before because it happened once, but I think it was a dream since I was just thinking about ghost and being trapped under one when it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate the font 'small fonts', and also comic sans. And arial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I can sit still but I must move my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If I don't move my eyes I will blink a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My mother believed me when I told her that gobstoppers could break your teeth yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Checkers is my favourite oldy game (which includes reversi, backgammon and ludo etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I would rather be super duper smart than super duper pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm satisfied with how I look but not my brain. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I won SOTD. HAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. That time my sister told Dave that he is my sister when I told her to tell him that she is my sister. And then my sister said to him, "of course you're not. good looks run in the family".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I want a jigsaw puzzle and I want it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-6435281142146330773?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/6435281142146330773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=6435281142146330773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/6435281142146330773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/6435281142146330773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/greatest-fall-of-all-time.html' title='the greatest fall of all time'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-905670313655380155</id><published>2007-10-19T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:56:27.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tiger lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i24.tinypic.com/1zx8js0.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother thought the cat was dead at first (fine, so did I), haha! Then it started moving one of its legs. I wish I'd seen it get on there. Imagine the cat stepping on the button place of the ATM machine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the old disney (or the classic disney or whatever). I love all the old movies except maybe bambi. It's such a pity that they don't show the old movies like beauty and the beast often anymore. They don't even show the first little mermaid anymore, the one about ariel meeting the prince person, because they have their stupid little mermaid 2 which is not as nice as the first one anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only old movie they show often now is the hunchback of notre dam (and mulan but not that often). It is showing right now. I've watched it at least 3 times already, haha. Did you know that the movie was made in 1996? That's so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch beauty and the beast, and snow white and cinderella. I hardly remember watching them, only reading the books :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that's right. I don't really like aladdin either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: you are not allowed to say that the image is ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you just did to prove to me that you can, you are a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very loserish one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I made a new skin. I am not sure if I have said it already but I will say it again. It is named tiger lily and I think it looks rad. There is a speech bubble with its background being a scan from ex-posed (I learnt that one by viewing heroine's skins) and the words in it are lyrics from the song tiger lily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why don't we hit restart, and pause it at our favourite parts".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the lyrics as much as I love the image of my skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-905670313655380155?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/905670313655380155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=905670313655380155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/905670313655380155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/905670313655380155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-mother-thought-cat-was-dead-at-first.html' title='tiger lily'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i24.tinypic.com/1zx8js0_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-780508761599885000</id><published>2007-10-18T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:15:46.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>resin jewellery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/blog_rating"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none;" src="http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/907/129/rated_pg.uswgbxu5ht.jpg" alt="online dating" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people will make you look super un-artistic: &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/dearest/73480.html#cutid1"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/dearest/73269.html#cutid1"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;. I want to learn how to make resin jewellery!! :( The bangles look so nice. And everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft. The only things I can make are blogskins. And that is quite easy. Pffft. I am so bored. Wish I had a jigsaw puzzle to solve. One day if I get enough jigsaw puzzles I'll hang them in my ahma's room (if they do renovate it to make it a study). Then there will be a wall sized bookshelf (one that is not filled but that's ok) and JIGSAW PUZZLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GDGdfGDFJ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love it. I will draw a sketch of it and do some line arty things over it to make it look very rad. I WILL GO BATHE NOW CAUSE I WILL BE SCOLDED IF I DONT. BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT! :D&lt;br /&gt;I watched about 20 minutes of V for Vendetta before I had to go to the clinic with my mother and sister. I think the movie is cool. And true. 20 minutes of it beats hours of talking to my parents about following rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I am not stubborn. You have just pissed me off by saying that I am stubborn. The fact that I do not agree with you does not mean that I am stubborn. Isn't it people like you that keep asking us to practice 'openness and diversity'? You're not doing it well yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=162875&amp;action=Preview"&gt;View. Love. Use.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-780508761599885000?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/780508761599885000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=780508761599885000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/780508761599885000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/780508761599885000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/resin-jewellery.html' title='resin jewellery.'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-2039881000803477247</id><published>2007-10-18T10:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T10:52:44.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>step 3. correcting the bad edges</title><content type='html'>I realize that there are very few people as disgusting as her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still think that talking about how much we take for granted is very stupid and useless. Not like your stupid nagging actually helps. If anything it just makes people too irritated to want to care. Not that we should take what we have for granted but I think it is very stupid to talk about things like that in a way that makes it seem like only you realize it's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't things like how a bunch of atoms come together to form things that can move and think worthier of uhm, the being talked about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that shit about how some people in other countries would be happy to have what we have is quite stupid. All those people that say, "they all very ke lian one leh. don't have all our luxurious thingums."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's your point of comparing us with them? We are better than them so we should treasure the fact that we are better than them? Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it is this: We shouldn't waste things cause there are other people that want it? Oh I'm sorry. I'll fly it over to them in an airplane next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to make us stop taking things for granted and wasting them at least sound less irritating. Learn from animal planet la. They always say things like, "use what you need, not what you greed. it's not like we can go shopping on another planet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you now why I remember it? Because it doesn't irritate me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-2039881000803477247?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/2039881000803477247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=2039881000803477247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/2039881000803477247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/2039881000803477247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/step-3-correcting-bad-edges.html' title='step 3. correcting the bad edges'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-4883960342710873106</id><published>2007-10-18T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T09:23:45.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time turn fragile (whatever that means)</title><content type='html'>My skin won SOTD for the 16th of Oct, but the skin was the disabled one that only got 1 comment, haha. I think it's cause a lot of skins were disabled that day, stupid thing. No wait it is not! :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya nevermind la, my undisabled skin is still 3rd on top 15. I will win SOTD someday and the skin will not be disabled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was damn damn boring. Science lesson sucked, the teacher played some video about soldiers or something and kept telling us about how much we take for granted in peaceful times. Maybe that's because we can afford to waste a little. What else do you want us to do with the food we can't finish? Fly them over to some third world country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he insisted that we watch it (as in he didn't want us doing anything else) and even said, "want to fast forward to the fighting part?" like we're watching it for those parts. 60% for physics! I'm position 15 in class (i almost typed 50 :P), which is in the top half so that's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my overall percentage really truly sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. Science not bad. I very happy. I love science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was fun too! We went to the flagpole area and took the length of shadows and stuff like that for trigonometry. The carpenter's tape says I am 161.5 with shoes! I am finally tall! Hahaha. It's quite sad that I don't look like it, hoohoo :D I don't really get the inverse tangent thingum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was swimming today too! It was such a waste of time, we didn't do anything except sit down and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the blogthings thing says I need some 'purple in my life'. Apparently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple will make you feel ambitious, independent, and creative.&lt;br /&gt;And with a little purple, you will project an aura of individuality.&lt;br /&gt;If you want more extravagance, you've got to get a little purple in your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(boring crap goes here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consequences of more purple in your life:&lt;br /&gt;You will feel an increase in your artistic abilities&lt;br /&gt;You will find balance in the most chaotic parts of your life&lt;br /&gt;You will feel calm and will be hard to disturb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I would rather feel an increase in my IQ and not be artistic at all. Ok. Maybe not. See? I am content. So avarice is not my deadly sin what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-4883960342710873106?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/4883960342710873106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=4883960342710873106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/4883960342710873106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/4883960342710873106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-turn-fragile-whatever-that-means.html' title='time turn fragile (whatever that means)'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-893426558586286423</id><published>2007-10-17T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T07:48:50.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hate culture</title><content type='html'>Yucks, losing weight is so disgusting. But I get pissed when I gain a lot of weight at one go. So taking my weight often makes me happy. And I love the weighing machine in the canteen cause you don't have to look down to look at your weight. You know some people are myopic AND DISLIKE SQUINTING AT THE NUMBERS NEAR MY FEET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are scolding the maid again, I think it is quite stupid and largely my grandfather's fault. He lies a lot even though there is no point. Hello it's his own family why cause all these troubles? He told me that the maid got a handphone and I asked him how she got it. And he said, "I where got so nice give her handphone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When HE GAVE HER THE PHONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end the maid had two phones, one that she bought for $30. And the line is like her friend's or whatever. Why does she need to talk so much to her family and stuff? All the previous maids didn't what, and she doesn't just talk a bit more frequently than them, it is &lt;u&gt;a lot&lt;/u&gt; more. So I guess it is not entirely my grandfather's fault but I think he knew about the 2 phones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-893426558586286423?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/893426558586286423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=893426558586286423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/893426558586286423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/893426558586286423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/hate-culture.html' title='hate culture'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-8342416809930261200</id><published>2007-10-17T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T03:45:50.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CARCHUCK.</title><content type='html'>So in the end what I wished would happen did not! D; But I probably would not have liked it anyway. Anyway, in the end I still pass my chinese overall by more than just 1 or 2 marks. I was kinda disappointed by english but there's nothing I can do now right. Besides it's not like I got a C or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Look says opinions should be kept to ourselves because blogs are some public platform thing and some other thing about influencing other people. But almost everything is opinions what. Why blog if you're only going to state facts? And she says even if we talk amongst ourselves she will be hurt because we can guess that people are talking about us. Which only explains why we can't talk about her in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she says that we must read cleaner things (or something like that) and not things like Xiaxue's blog cause she is insensitive. But obviously I read more 'cleaner' things what. How long can one blog entry get? 2000 words at most? That hardly makes 1 chapter in a book. And 2000 words for each blog entry sounds ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--But it's not like JiaLi hasn't done insensitive things before. Like telling the class that 'a girl' makes a lot of noise blahblah what crap. And she DOES make it sound like everyone is inferior to her. Mrs Look said something about looking too much into her expression but it's like normal what. Everyone looks at everyone's expressions. And while I am NOT THE LEAST BIT INFLUENCED BY THE THINGS SHE SAYS/DOES, it is still irritating to know that someone is doing that what. Especially a friend? Wtf.--!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View source&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CCA was ok. Dunno what time we were dismissed at but it seemed rather early. Yay! Tomorrow is Thursday and I just like the day. I like Tuesday too! And tomorrow brings us one day closer to sec3! I'm not scared anymore, kinda excited actually. Me and simin are taking the same subject combos (most likely) so hopefully we can get into the same class? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-8342416809930261200?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/8342416809930261200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=8342416809930261200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/8342416809930261200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/8342416809930261200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/carchuck.html' title='CARCHUCK.'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-374601222636234306</id><published>2007-10-16T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:41:31.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heal the world</title><content type='html'>Suddenly I don't understand what I am doing and it seems like the answer is just to stop doing the same thing. But I don't understand why I should do that, it seems to me like I am just finding a way to solve everything and I just don't believe in not doing anything. That to me is just as evil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-374601222636234306?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/374601222636234306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=374601222636234306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/374601222636234306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/374601222636234306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/heal-world.html' title='heal the world'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-7329674311303597448</id><published>2007-10-15T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T08:37:45.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the strongest will prevail!</title><content type='html'>Yay. You know I'm feeling perfectly fine now, after taking that medicine. Thank goodness I live in the 21st century. Anyway. YAY NO SCHOOL! :D I wonder what I'm missing. Too bad I"m not goin to find out any time soon since Laura isn't replying my SMS :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think hot linking is a horrible thing to do. Now I'm watching &lt;u&gt;the mummy&lt;/u&gt; on HBO, the beetles part is damn disgusting. I hope I never die like that. I wonder if those things really happened in ancient egypt. Obviously not. I mean, the bugs will have to crawl through your flesh and through your organs and shouldn't they die when they crawl into the stomach or intestines? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So they got back english compo and gong han. Oh my god, english compo is almost worth going to school for. I'm so nervous, I really want to get 26/30. I think the chances of getting that is about 50%. Or maybe I'm just being over confident. Ah well, 24 is good enough. But that means I won't get A2 for overall, most probably :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a lot of people did well for compre, I hope I got A1! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite sad that they always say that skinners have their own unique 'style' when I don't. I look at all my skins and I just don't see any thing. Though the phrase "bad just-yinny imitation" just keeps going through my head. It's like I know which sort of skins I like, which is like the band skins that are on mothersound's account or yea, the just yinny sort of skins but they always turn out horribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least the latest one is rather nice. At least I no longer feel the need to pack all my images together. Eurgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I looked through my skins. Some are not bad, but some really suck, like &lt;i&gt;paper bags and plastic hearts&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;one way ticket&lt;/i&gt;. Oh. My tooth really hurts. Or teeth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-7329674311303597448?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/7329674311303597448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=7329674311303597448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/7329674311303597448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/7329674311303597448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/strongest-will-prevail.html' title='the strongest will prevail!'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-1263569744392384857</id><published>2007-10-15T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:59:41.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when will i begin to live.</title><content type='html'>So I guess this incident's taught me not to trust what I believe. That is unless I've been with my class for 2J. Which, hey, I have! Anyway, there are so many things that even our classmates don't know that I find it quite amazing to think about the secrets that I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened last year that I don't quite know which year had more things happening in it. If you count individual events I think it will be this year but it should be last year if not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think people would probably not know about what happened last year from this year. Seriously, the FT last year probably hated me for the please be offended thing and for being, well, what I am la. And minping too. And simin. And basically everyone in the CAMARS (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realized that I do like attention. As in not in the downright disgusting, laugh loudly at everything way. But I would rather be hated than to suck up because at least people talk about me when they hate me. It's sort of fun doing things to piss them off anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to causeway point with Jodee, Dingrong, Simin and Minping. We took neos and I looked ugly in all but 2 of them. Which was quite saddening since I always look nicer in neos. Then we went to that what shop. The uhm give a name shop and stayed there for so long the person got pissed off. But we went back after that, haha! When we left we still turned back and the person came out of the shop to look at us. And mp said, "just kidding!" but i doubt they heard. Whatever. It was fun and worth my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-1263569744392384857?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/1263569744392384857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=1263569744392384857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/1263569744392384857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/1263569744392384857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-will-i-begin-to-live.html' title='when will i begin to live.'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-1106063895502173718</id><published>2007-10-14T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T03:43:33.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she lets me drive her car</title><content type='html'>I am still quite disgusted over what my mother told me. She said that I am obviously worried over the thing because I asked her what Ms Tan told her. Oh sure. So you ask me how I did for english because you are worried? I know you know that I will not do &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; badly so there is no reason for you to feel worried enough to ask me. And also how you ask me if I had a good day at school. Surely you can't be worried over something like that, since I go to school almost everyday. So that shows that what you are saying is basically bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I told her that being worried is not the reason I asked her and it was mere curiosity she pretended that she already knew I was lying and said, "ya ya whatever la you just like to be correct".  And so do you. Why else talk to me if you do not? I will not need to &lt;i&gt;insist&lt;/i&gt; that i am correct if you do not do so as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her answer is always: "noooo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because she is too good to be what she doesn't want herself to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she at first she said that the teacher said I was 'rational' and so she does not think that I did those other things (or so she claims, since you cannot trust what my mother says due to the fact that she is very liable to misinterpretations) and my mother says that she does not think so either as I will not be so wu liao. And then she said that she thinks I am rational as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that she started spouting some rubbish with a lot of loopholes in it. And I started to point them out even though there is no point since I prolly won't be convinced. And she got pissed off that I was a threat to her rightness and she said, "TEACHER STILL SAY YOU ARE RATIONAL! YOU ARE NOT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea. I contradict (as in, dislike me contradicting you) so I cannot be rational la! I contradict you so I am bad and cannot have any good points la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-1106063895502173718?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/1106063895502173718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=1106063895502173718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/1106063895502173718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/1106063895502173718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-still-quite-disgusted-over-what-my.html' title='she lets me drive her car'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-3304561693239305375</id><published>2007-10-14T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T09:29:28.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when i finally ironed out all of my priorities</title><content type='html'>I love the song that I got this post's title's lyrics from. Namely getting into you by Relient K. You know I have this very irritating problem when I use the computer, which is the blue light that indicates that the wireless thing is switched on. The blue light is really bright and it pisses me off so I always cover it up with something. I keep staring at the thing I'm using to do that now, it is an ice-cream stick which says, "starpea   -   xing dou :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha. It is quite ugly, reminds me off what a failure I am at art. But what does it matter? I made another blogskin and I think it is quite pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe I won't miss 2J. Well, not everyone. I will miss the other 5 people and I will miss the guys and the racket they make every morning (and during every other possible moment they find). I am not sure about the rest. Ok fine, I know I won't miss them as individuals/groups but I know I will miss all of us as a class! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 will be great. I can't wait to go into year5. I can't wait to say 'hey' to the 2J people that get into the same class as me in year 5. I can't wait to see how everyone's grown prettier. I can't wait to say, "SO LONG SUCKERS" to all the SE people that decide to stay in the fucked up CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-3304561693239305375?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/3304561693239305375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=3304561693239305375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/3304561693239305375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/3304561693239305375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-i-finally-ironed-out-all-of-my.html' title='when i finally ironed out all of my priorities'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6887189999422160986.post-6868368498752810950</id><published>2007-10-14T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T00:21:43.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can you blame her.</title><content type='html'>Disgusting people, I hate the whole lot of them. I wish the next 10 years will fly by more quickly, then I will be able to find a job and live alone and not have to live with all these things. I hate those people talking about how much they love RV and their class and all that. Wow I feel so happy for them and their people-packed funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like we'll be different after the yellowstone erupts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been feeling so, eh, unproductive. I'm doing nothing at home and doing nothing at all and I want to fix a jigsaw puzzle and give it to someone but I'm too lazy to buy it. The ones at popular which is the only thing near my house are fucking ugly and just not worth the money. It's not like I want to lug the thing home on a bus anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't submitted a blogskin in ages cause I can't find good images and I just don't feel like doing anything to the old ones I (re)found. So basically yea. Rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost hoping to get into some old trouble so I can think about how to wriggle out of it but that is plain stupid. I guess I will just have to sit here and wait and everything will get better. Or perhaps worst. That is still ok since things will always get better. It is the same for good people and bad people (if there is an actual division between the two groups) so that is another reason for me to be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides. I probably was a less evil person when I entered RV but last year was such a bitch, I don't understand why I even pretended to be good this year. Selfish people will always win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6887189999422160986-6868368498752810950?l=murdertool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/feeds/6868368498752810950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6887189999422160986&amp;postID=6868368498752810950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/6868368498752810950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6887189999422160986/posts/default/6868368498752810950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdertool.blogspot.com/2007/10/can-you-blame-her.html' title='can you blame her.'/><author><name>star shaped pea :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03239984037281864154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hA669ILfxZ8/R1Xe-NNuqJI/AAAAAAAAABE/4lsfsfZTWAw/S220/ariel.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
