<?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-9047913182054164933</id><updated>2011-08-01T11:30:37.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-2963816816443716804</id><published>2010-01-25T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T06:54:47.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshoot -.-</title><content type='html'>Today after school , i went for a lame photoshoot for a magazine . i wont tell you what magazine is it ! But it was kind of awesome but still considered as LAME . Then i got makeovered by a BIRL :)) She made my face looked like a hobo, just like her/him . God , i was trying to remove those Fjerk makeups , but then my mom forgot to bring her makeup remover ! What a nightmare it was . Lol .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-2963816816443716804?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/2963816816443716804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/2963816816443716804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2010/01/photoshoot.html' title='Photoshoot -.-'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-7234573766580315699</id><published>2010-01-15T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T06:11:42.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read this and please dont skip .</title><content type='html'>Boy: Baby we need to talk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Kyle, what do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Something has come up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What? Whats wrong? Is it bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I dont want to hurt you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: *Thinks to herself.*&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God, I hope he doesnt break up with me, I love him so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Baby are you there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yeah, im here, what's so important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I'm not sure if I should say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Well you already brought it up, so please, just tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I'm leaving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Baby what are you talking about? I dont want you to leave me, i love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Not like that, I mean, I'm moving far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Why? All of your famliy lives over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Well my father is sending me away to a boarding school, far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I can't believe this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father: ERIKA, what did I tell you about talking to boys?! Get off the damn, phone! *He hangs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Wow, your father sounds really mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: You know how he gets, but anyways, I don't want you to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Would you run away with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Baby, you know I would, I would do anything for you, but i cant... You don't know what would happen if I did. My dad would kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: It's okay, I understand I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: *Thinks to herself.*&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe whats going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I need to give you something tonight because I am leaving on flight 1-80 in the morning, so I need to see you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: okay, I will sneak out &amp; meet you at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: okay, I'll meet you there in twenty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They meet, and he hands her a note)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Here you go, this is for you, but I gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: *tear*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Baby dont cry, you know I love you.. But I have to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They go home, and she reads the note)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erika,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably already know that I'm leaving, I knew this would be better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care about you. The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so much, you are my bitch, and dont you ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, or be around you. You really have no clue how much I hate you. Now that I'm leaving, I thought you should know that I hate you, bitch, you never did anything right, and you were never there. I didn't think I could hate someone as much as I hate you. And I never want to see you, for the rest of my life, I will never miss kissing you like before, I'll never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that's a promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that. Bitch, you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you have from me. I hate you so much. I will not be talking to you soon bitch. Goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;- Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She cry's, and cry's, then throws the note away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely.Then she gets a phone call--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I just can't believe this happend, I thought he loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Oh.. About that. Kyle left me a message. A few days ago. He told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Uh. Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She find's another note, in it, it says;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I hope you find this before you read my letter. I knew your father might read it, so I switched a few words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate = Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never = Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch = Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will not= Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you didn't take that seriously, because I love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go, thats why I wanted you to run away with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Oh my God. It's a letter, Kyle does love me! He must of slipped it into my pocket, when he hugged me. I cant believe how stupid I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: *giggles* Okay. Well I gotta go, talk to you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Okay, bye. I'll be at home waiting for him to call me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Erika turns the T.V. on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Breaking news] "An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we are still searching for Survivors- this is a tragedy we will never forget, this plane was flight 1-80. It was on its way to an all boys boarding school.." Reporter says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She turns off the TV, and three days later, kills herself. Of the fact that Kyle is dead, and she has nothing else to live for)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Kyle, he called to leave a message.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its Kyle, I guess your not home so, I called to let you know that I'm alive, I missed my flight because I had to see you one last time. So I hope your not worried. I am staying for good. Sorry if you got scared, I promise to make it up to you, everything will be okay, I love you so much.. Call me as soon as possible. Bye, love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-7234573766580315699?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/7234573766580315699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/7234573766580315699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2010/01/read-this-and-please-dont-skip.html' title='Read this and please dont skip .'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-4603329525113644271</id><published>2010-01-06T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T02:14:50.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL ,</title><content type='html'>Gosh , Lame orientation for one week , thats terrible isnt it ? Lol , i didnt come to school on the third day of school . Well i said because im not feeling very well , but actually i was too lazy to come to school :P "As Usual". I cant wait for more holidays in this year :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-4603329525113644271?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/4603329525113644271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/4603329525113644271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2010/01/school.html' title='SCHOOL ,'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-4382140861408225918</id><published>2009-12-31T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T06:14:01.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 :'(</title><content type='html'>I love you , i miss you , don't ever forget that 2009 :'( but sadly i have to leave you forever , im so sorry , i wont ever ever forget you okay ? 2010 will be replacing you soon , what should i do ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-4382140861408225918?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/4382140861408225918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/4382140861408225918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009.html' title='2009 :&apos;('/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-1349640365598859498</id><published>2009-12-31T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:56:06.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/Szxz03jnkrI/AAAAAAAAACo/6bfcHQMhP-I/s1600-h/lisa+pipi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/Szxz03jnkrI/AAAAAAAAACo/6bfcHQMhP-I/s320/lisa+pipi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421335403550970546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chocolate Was Pretty Awesome &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-1349640365598859498?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/1349640365598859498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/1349640365598859498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/12/chocolate-was-fawesome-3-d.html' title=''/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/Szxz03jnkrI/AAAAAAAAACo/6bfcHQMhP-I/s72-c/lisa+pipi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-6502444541249413876</id><published>2009-12-30T00:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T01:48:00.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; 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height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SzUiFhjXlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/iUnNLKxlcL4/s320/Ryan_Sheckler_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ryan Sheckler &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SzUgtXKBfJI/AAAAAAAAACY/6W8Zz_bqMno/s1600-h/chadmuska.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419273690292518034" style="width: 246px; height: 324px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SzUgtXKBfJI/AAAAAAAAACY/6W8Zz_bqMno/s320/chadmuska.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chad Muska &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SzUZ3ecZd4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/32KmwlOARHM/s1600-h/tony-hawk-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419266167465932674" style="width: 256px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SzUZ3ecZd4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/32KmwlOARHM/s320/tony-hawk-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tony Hawk &lt;3&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SzUZqB7KZMI/AAAAAAAAACI/jxYORKiZa00/s1600-h/mkemohardflip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419265936472040642" style="width: 284px; height: 345px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SzUZqB7KZMI/AAAAAAAAACI/jxYORKiZa00/s320/mkemohardflip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mike MO &lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-5736152419819674129?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/5736152419819674129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/5736152419819674129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-heart-both-of-you-3.html' title='I Wanna Be Like You :&apos;)'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SzUiFhjXlnI/AAAAAAAAACg/iUnNLKxlcL4/s72-c/Ryan_Sheckler_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-8792638379096178168</id><published>2009-12-25T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T09:59:19.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ran Naked With A Bowl Of Cereal Because Im Gay (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;you opened it now you have to post it or you will be cursed with bad luck for 30 days ): Unless you take this and repost this ! You have 3 minutes BETTER HURRY SON !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READY SET GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick The Month You Were Born In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 (Jan) - I stabbed&lt;br /&gt;2 (Feb) - i robbed&lt;br /&gt;3 (Mar) - I banged&lt;br /&gt;4 (April)- I shot&lt;br /&gt;5 (May) - i ran naked with&lt;br /&gt;6 (June) - I killed&lt;br /&gt;7 (July) -I ran shirtless with&lt;br /&gt;8 (Aug) - I slapped&lt;br /&gt;9 (Sept)- I jumped&lt;br /&gt;10 (Oct)- I smoked with&lt;br /&gt;11 (Nov) - I kissed&lt;br /&gt;12 (Dec) - I hugged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the day (number) you were born on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 - a rock star&lt;br /&gt;02 - a bag of weed&lt;br /&gt;03 - a toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;04 - a homeless guy&lt;br /&gt;05 - the Trojan man&lt;br /&gt;06 - a Mexican&lt;br /&gt;07 - a Lesbian&lt;br /&gt;08 - a whore&lt;br /&gt;09 - a bowl of cereal&lt;br /&gt;10 - a gangsta&lt;br /&gt;11 - my boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;12 - a hottie&lt;br /&gt;13 - a cocaine addict&lt;br /&gt;14 - Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;15 - an Easter egg&lt;br /&gt;16 - a snowman&lt;br /&gt;17 - my ex-girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;18 - a sexy B0Y&lt;br /&gt;19 - a condom&lt;br /&gt;20 - Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;21 - My Boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;23 - cookie monster&lt;br /&gt;22 - Barney the dinosaur!&lt;br /&gt;24 - yo momma&lt;br /&gt;25 - a pimp&lt;br /&gt;26 - a spatula&lt;br /&gt;27 - my boo&lt;br /&gt;28 - a hot guy&lt;br /&gt;29 - my hoe&lt;br /&gt;30 - my crush&lt;br /&gt;31 - a teletubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White - because im sexy like that&lt;br /&gt;Black - because i love weed&lt;br /&gt;Pink - because i still love cheese&lt;br /&gt;Turquoise - Because I Love cocaine&lt;br /&gt;Polka Dots - because I am a tranny&lt;br /&gt;Graphic - because I'm gay&lt;br /&gt;Grey - because i have AMAZING boobs&lt;br /&gt;none - because im good in bed&lt;br /&gt;Green - because i like shoelaces&lt;br /&gt;Red - because I am crazy like that&lt;br /&gt;Blue - because that bum stole my taco&lt;br /&gt;Navy- because im the bomb like tik tik&lt;br /&gt;Orange - because i am a Mexican&lt;br /&gt;Tye dye - because I'm a fucking scuba diver**&lt;br /&gt;Purple- because the gummy bears raped me&lt;br /&gt;Striped - Because I am an Italian&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Because Your moms a skank&lt;br /&gt;other - because I'm retarded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-8792638379096178168?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/8792638379096178168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/8792638379096178168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-ran-naked-with-bowl-of-cereal-because.html' title='I Ran Naked With A Bowl Of Cereal Because Im Gay (L)'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-4075580951200263646</id><published>2009-12-24T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:51:59.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate You A Lot Mofo</title><content type='html'>Your pathetic. i cant believe you lied to me about something you said you would never do. i dont know why you call yourself my friends when all you do is lie to my face and slag me off behind my back. if you had problem with me why didn't you just tell me to my face. i seriously dont understand why your being so harsh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-4075580951200263646?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/4075580951200263646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/4075580951200263646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-pathetic.html' title='I Hate You A Lot Mofo'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-2594511781007108687</id><published>2009-12-24T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T09:41:07.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Part :D</title><content type='html'>"I watched ma mumma cry she said 'baby why' i say 'baby die' baby's gone like a suicide. I dont think you'll see him soon mum, stay out my room mum. Tell daddy i hate that mofo like you mum." Hollywood Undead, My Diary (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-2594511781007108687?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/2594511781007108687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/2594511781007108687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/12/bestest-part-d.html' title='The Best Part :D'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-6788237456670862051</id><published>2009-12-24T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:12:31.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two In One :)</title><content type='html'>Again , i didnt blog for a long time :/ I was busy with my lame life , and so yeah i went to pangkor, that was the lamest place i've ever been to -__- and i went to penang which was a really amazing place to go :) I had loads of fun there with my mom, my sister, and my best friend, issal :) LOVE YOU LOADS xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what day is today ? Merry Christmas Day :) I did my own &lt;strong&gt;Christmas Wishes List&lt;/strong&gt;, and here those : &lt;img class="gl_bold" alt="Bold" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Him :'(&lt;br /&gt;2) New Skateboard&lt;br /&gt;3) Learn Skateboarding&lt;br /&gt;4) Better Life and Stop Being Emo&lt;br /&gt;5) Meet Shane Dawson&lt;br /&gt;6) Neyo and Beyonce Concert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-6788237456670862051?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/6788237456670862051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/6788237456670862051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-in-one.html' title='Two In One :)'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-7064085345199950195</id><published>2009-12-11T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T06:36:34.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I updated this because i feel like it .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SyLS-PapQPI/AAAAAAAAACA/uU-wyV9U82w/s1600-h/shanemuffins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121668784767218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SyLS-PapQPI/AAAAAAAAACA/uU-wyV9U82w/s320/shanemuffins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i didn't update for a long time . Sorry actually i've got time , its just i was too lazy to update and didnt know what to write , So yeah im fine but lately i was kind of obsessed with a guy named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHANE DAWSON&lt;/span&gt; , i love him alot &lt;3&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and yesterday i had loads of fun with my cousin , pipi and my sister , yaya :) We watched midnight movie without telling our grandma -__-! And when we got home , she scolded us but we ignored her and she got mad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-7064085345199950195?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/7064085345199950195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/7064085345199950195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wrote-this-because-i-felt-like.html' title='I updated this because i feel like it .'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SyLS-PapQPI/AAAAAAAAACA/uU-wyV9U82w/s72-c/shanemuffins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-4356555643352245501</id><published>2009-11-23T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:54:41.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pffft</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;2.01 pm , I Woke Up and Wanted To Eat Red Skittles That I Bought Yesterday So Badly And I Remember I Have Put It In My Bag . But Then , The Red Skittles Wasn't In My Bag :O Then I Asked My Mom And She Said Nana Was The One Who Stole It And Ate It ! Then I Scolded Her , I Don't Care Tho' She's Only 2 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-4356555643352245501?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/4356555643352245501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/4356555643352245501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/11/red-skittles-nightmare.html' title='Pffft'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-2515061976015118936</id><published>2009-11-21T11:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:42:16.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You Forever ,</title><content type='html'>I Miss You Alot ,I Just Can't Help Myself And I Think About You All The Time . But I Think Im Stupid Enough For Doing This , I Was Just Wasting My Time All This While . You Said You Love Me , But It Wasn't True . I Was Hoping And Hoping That One Day You'll Be Mine , But That's So Impossible Because We Were Always Meant To Say Goodbye :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-2515061976015118936?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/2515061976015118936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/2515061976015118936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/11/missing-you-lately-and-forever.html' title='Missing You Forever ,'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-271492396052274469</id><published>2009-11-20T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T03:40:55.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Word , Goodbye .</title><content type='html'>I Hate This Day , The Day That's Full Of Goodbyes , But Today Was The Most Meaningful Day In My Life , LAST DAY OF PRIMARY SCHOOL , We Threw Flour At Each Other , We Enjoyed Our Last Moment In Primary School , But The Saddest Part Was The Part When We Saying Goodbye To Each Other , However , I Don't Really Care Because I Still Can Meet Them Up , But Its Kinda Hard To Meet Up With Mimi and Farhanah :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-271492396052274469?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/271492396052274469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/271492396052274469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-comes-goodbye.html' title='One Word , Goodbye .'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-8486140489006526355</id><published>2009-11-19T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:44:12.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd Lie ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SwV9viGmByI/AAAAAAAAABY/OsMUdrgQOvc/s1600/2945445461_52a44a69c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405865183289935650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SwV9viGmByI/AAAAAAAAABY/OsMUdrgQOvc/s320/2945445461_52a44a69c6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Does anyone know that my heart is broken?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps no one really knows because of the laughter I show when I'm with them,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows that my heart is hurting because of that person.&lt;br /&gt;Those days in love it was the laughter that made me happy,&lt;br /&gt;Waking up in the morning next to the person that I loved,&lt;br /&gt;It was everything that I could wished for,&lt;br /&gt;But the laughter faded when the person said it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years have passed by but the memories are still here,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I could ever erase the person from my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Those wonderful memories from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is bleeding from the sad memories that were once happy,&lt;br /&gt;I can laugh and laugh,&lt;br /&gt;I can lie to myself and my friends,&lt;br /&gt;But the tears from the laughter are the tears from the heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in the nights I hear myself laughing,&lt;br /&gt;The laughter that echoes through the nights,&lt;br /&gt;Through the lonely dark room,&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes realize that not all of the echoing sounds are laughter,&lt;br /&gt;But they are the tears and sadness coming from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;How can I erase anything when the person's love was so beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;How can I erase that person from my memory,&lt;br /&gt;When I still love that person so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-8486140489006526355?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/8486140489006526355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/8486140489006526355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-you-need-it-something-i-can-give-i.html' title='I&apos;d Lie ,'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SwV9viGmByI/AAAAAAAAABY/OsMUdrgQOvc/s72-c/2945445461_52a44a69c6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-5963623249731204682</id><published>2009-11-19T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T16:07:52.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SwUXSinoy3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/pyLMOwP4SM8/s1600/the-twilight-saga-new-moon-20090519093345008_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SwUXSinoy3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/pyLMOwP4SM8/s320/the-twilight-saga-new-moon-20090519093345008_640w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405752535026289522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-5963623249731204682?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/5963623249731204682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/5963623249731204682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/11/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist :)'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SwUXSinoy3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/pyLMOwP4SM8/s72-c/the-twilight-saga-new-moon-20090519093345008_640w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-2029045184521965042</id><published>2009-11-18T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:39:08.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Gloria</title><content type='html'>Hey Guess What , I Got 5 A's In UPSR :D I Didn't Feel Anything When Teacher Announced My Name , LOL . I Was Really Happy and Down At The Same Time Because My Best Friend , Issal Only Got 4 A's And She Cried :'( Congrats , You Still Got A's So Stop Crying , Love Ya x And And Congrats Tanes , She Got 5 A's ! Sep Sep :) After School , I Went To Kopitiam With Mama , Papa , Syazan , Issal and Tanes For So Called Celebrating Our Results And We Met Our School Teachers There =.=&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,51,153); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-2029045184521965042?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/2029045184521965042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/2029045184521965042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/11/happiest-and-saddest-day-in-my-life.html' title='Viva La Gloria'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-39970848413484478</id><published>2009-11-18T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:29:18.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Can't Wait Forever ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="text"&gt;I'm Not Quite Ready To Let Go Of This Past Year, I Have So Much To Show , One More Month And All I Need , Is A Sign From You , That You Think Of Me , If You Don't , Then Please Just Say So , Cause All I Do , Is Think Of You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-39970848413484478?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/39970848413484478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/39970848413484478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-not-ready-for-next-year.html' title='I Just Can&apos;t Wait Forever ,'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-8829001351057070472</id><published>2009-11-18T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T02:21:37.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusing Feelings ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Looking At Pictures From About 6 Years Ago Is Sad And Makes Me Want To Cry But Laugh At The Same Time XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-8829001351057070472?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/8829001351057070472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/8829001351057070472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweetest-moment.html' title='Confusing Feelings ,'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047913182054164933.post-6497499168543739455</id><published>2009-11-18T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T01:39:59.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im New &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actually I've No Idea What To Blog , LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047913182054164933-6497499168543739455?l=strangelot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/6497499168543739455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047913182054164933/posts/default/6497499168543739455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://strangelot.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-new-3.html' title='Im New &lt;3'/><author><name>ElyssaTheNutter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108422311404060045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzyN4TQy9Ic/SxMHHR4oWBI/AAAAAAAAABg/QzQ3JjYp2Qk/S220/lisa'/></author></entry></feed>
