<?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-301239631997775019</id><updated>2011-08-06T02:07:06.838+08:00</updated><category term='Mood = Content'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Mood = Sadistic'/><category term='Johnny Depp'/><category term='Drinks'/><category term='Sick'/><category term='Edward Cullen'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Mood = Sick'/><category term='Jared Leto'/><category term='mood = Excited'/><category term='McDonalds'/><category term='National Service'/><category term='Wallpaper'/><category term='Mood = Neutral'/><category term='Commercial'/><category term='Maple Story'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='mood = Depress'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Mood = Irritated'/><category term='Chester Bennington'/><category term='Mood = Panick'/><category term='Mood = Unknown'/><category term='mood =HELL YEA'/><category term='Mood = Artistic'/><category term='MUST READ'/><category term='Chris Evans'/><category term='Nails'/><category term='Mood = Violent'/><category term='Mood = Hyper'/><category term='Mood = Appreciate'/><category term='Mood = Hungry'/><category term='Links'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Mood = Nervous'/><category term='concert'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Bill Kaulitz'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='JenN&apos;s Emo-ness'/><category term='Mood = Sad'/><category term='JenN&apos;s Crap'/><category term='TV Series'/><category term='Music Video'/><category term='Kristen Steward'/><category term='Mood = Full'/><category term='Mood = Pissed'/><category term='Mood = Rocking'/><category term='Paramore'/><category term='Mood = Creative'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Celebs'/><category term='Mood = Cheery'/><category term='Mood = Annoyed'/><category term='MOOD = FURIOUS'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Mood = Sleepy'/><category term='mood = amused'/><category term='Avril Lavigne'/><category term='Make Up'/><category term='Mood = Unhappy'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Random Survey'/><category term='Mood = Tired'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Underworld'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Robert Pattinson'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Trailer'/><category term='Mood = WOOHOO'/><category term='Avril Concert'/><category term='Bella Swan'/><title type='text'>✖M!sunderstood✖</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>200</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-8350418395432578534</id><published>2008-12-30T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:03:45.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood = Unknown'/><title type='text'>Just a post</title><content type='html'>Right now I'm listening to Paramore's Conspiracy...I love this band!&lt;div&gt;And I'm sick...dad spread his germs to me and mom's complaining about everything. Yup, nothing new there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna start beauty school soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm letting my nose hole close...cause I've been having flu and it's not healing, and I don't want to risk getting another keloid. So it's going to have to close for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll pierce it back when I got the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The year is ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as usual I have no new years resolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still remember the time when I used to just make a list together with my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't see the point of it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-8350418395432578534?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8350418395432578534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=8350418395432578534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8350418395432578534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8350418395432578534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-post.html' title='Just a post'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Trust me everyone in the shop is dead tired and cranky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/STqGCpMp9AI/AAAAAAAAA7o/gHqGGTLEQFQ/s1600-h/2008-12-06-50531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/STqGCpMp9AI/AAAAAAAAA7o/gHqGGTLEQFQ/s320/2008-12-06-50531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276677293394752514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESH! This IS how I look! And I just got home from work...&lt;br /&gt;going to bath and sleep now...before I start coughing my lungs out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;JenN&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/301239631997775019-1763579672965865710?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1763579672965865710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=1763579672965865710&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1763579672965865710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1763579672965865710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-heart-paramore.html' title='I HEART Paramore!!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/STAEgMysseI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/wiT1COcRCEg/s72-c/edward+cullen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-2300079972505254688</id><published>2008-11-24T08:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:00:00.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood = Unknown'/><title type='text'>Emo~!</title><content type='html'>Even after I've well not posted anything that would indicate me being emo on this blog I'm still known as emo Jenn. Even Gid called me emo yesterday. So fine I don't smile much. At least I do in photos....I think. But emo or not, doens't matter I'm still ME! And that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me, hate me; I'm yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-2300079972505254688?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2300079972505254688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=2300079972505254688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2300079972505254688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2300079972505254688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/11/emo.html' title='Emo~!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-1797805981480272537</id><published>2008-11-18T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:03:56.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen Steward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Cullen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella Swan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Pattinson'/><title type='text'>Self-made Wallpaper..Bella and Edward series.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SSLYcO_qyhI/AAAAAAAAA7A/MmEfvh3_Z1I/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SSLYcO_qyhI/AAAAAAAAA7A/MmEfvh3_Z1I/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270012493549980178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;It's ANOTHER Self-made Twilight wallpaper of mine!&lt;br /&gt;But I hope whoever sees this loves it as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;Since my previous one was a mixture of pictures of the cast of Twilight fooling around and looking gorgeous; and after listening to Twilight soundtrack I decided to make another one something a little darker.&lt;br /&gt;I really like how it turned out and thankfully I could find a few pictures I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;It's sort of a collection of Edwards memories, that's why I chose the picture of Edward on the piano as the main focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&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/301239631997775019-1797805981480272537?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1797805981480272537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=1797805981480272537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1797805981480272537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1797805981480272537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/11/self-made-wallpaperbella-and-edward.html' title='Self-made Wallpaper..Bella and Edward series.'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SSLYcO_qyhI/AAAAAAAAA7A/MmEfvh3_Z1I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-7672360798623946561</id><published>2008-11-18T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:18:25.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood = Content'/><title type='text'>Current Deskstop Background</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SSJpjcM2myI/AAAAAAAAA64/Z27fl323dEs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SSJpjcM2myI/AAAAAAAAA64/Z27fl323dEs/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269890571563342626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;As everyone who knows or even bothers to read my blog should know by now that I'm a fan of Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;And since today's my day off and I got sick of searching and applying for freelance jobs online I decided to continue checking out news, pics and vids on Twilight and Paramore.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to make myself a few Twilight wallpapers using really fun pictures of the cast.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I'm really happy with how it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;Well I like putting a whole bunch of things together...which is pretty obvious.&lt;br /&gt;If you've received hand-made cards from me you should know how I like to put out patterns and colors and put it all together.&lt;br /&gt;Well if anyone calls obsess with Twilight I don't really know if I should deny or not.&lt;br /&gt;But I know I have my limits...hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JenN&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/301239631997775019-7672360798623946561?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7672360798623946561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=7672360798623946561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7672360798623946561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7672360798623946561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/11/current-deskstop-background.html' title='Current Deskstop Background'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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But can't really blame them for getting mad at &lt;/object&gt;Cassi Thompson; watching the vid I couldn't help laughing at how ridiculous it was! None of it makes any sense at all! I bet Taylor was just being nice and thought it would be fun to appear in the video. And apparently Cassi Thompson beg Taylor to be in it. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Either way..I can't wait to see him as Jacob Black in Twilight.&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lg8BX59vHGI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lg8BX59vHGI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-5218547996297714895?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5218547996297714895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=5218547996297714895&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5218547996297714895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5218547996297714895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/11/taylor-lautners-fans-go-psycho-over.html' title='Taylor Lautner&apos;s fans go PSYCHO over the kiss!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Here's something that will make you cringe or hate me more or pity me whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pain I'm feeling now is almost unbearable;&lt;br /&gt;It's not physical;&lt;br /&gt;It's all emotional;&lt;br /&gt;Wounds that you can't see, but you know it's there;&lt;br /&gt;Wounds that people say will heal in time;&lt;br /&gt;But is there any evidence of that being true?&lt;br /&gt;The anger boiling in my blood;&lt;br /&gt;The frustration threatening to tear me from the inside out;&lt;br /&gt;I have to control it for my sake and others;&lt;br /&gt;Yet,&lt;br /&gt;Why should I?&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand why you have to hurt me this way;&lt;br /&gt;If you were anyone else I would gladly strip you out of my life;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, I'm stuck with you;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hate you but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;With everything that I've already been through,&lt;br /&gt;I blamed it on the world;&lt;br /&gt;But now I realized who the culprit was;&lt;br /&gt;It was you all along.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything, I can't change anything;&lt;br /&gt;You've already shattered me beyond repair and you don't even realize it;&lt;br /&gt;I can't love cause I don't know what true love is;&lt;br /&gt;I can read it in books watch it on TV;&lt;br /&gt;But I will never truly understand it.&lt;br /&gt;I want all this to end but it seems like the only way I can is if I die;&lt;br /&gt;I can't kill myself;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll go to hell for such a sin;&lt;br /&gt;But remaining here where I am is the worst agony, a hole in my chest that only get's bigger and bigger;&lt;br /&gt;That not even a thousand words can describe the pain I'm in;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-8033904987128855787?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8033904987128855787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=8033904987128855787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8033904987128855787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8033904987128855787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/10/trap-poem.html' title='Trap (poem)'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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It's my blog and I'll do what I want! First of all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VMAs&lt;/span&gt; is a huge thing! And sure I'm happy that Britney is all OK again..kind of weird though..either way it's HOLLYWOOD! Celebs do all kinds of crazy shit out of boredom, frustration who knows what else reasons! But the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VMA's&lt;/span&gt; this year shocked celebs and fans! Chester &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bennington&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Linkin&lt;/span&gt; Park didn't even bother to hide his disappointment on the shows! And of all people to be a host for this years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;VMA's&lt;/span&gt; RUSSEL BRAND?! So what if he played a sex addict in a romantic comedy Forgetting Sarah Marshall? He wasn't funny in the show and he was nothing but rude and obnoxious! He was rude on his comments on the stars and very offensive about The Jonas Brothers and them wearing their promise rings! And he was being an ass for cutting Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pattinson&lt;/span&gt; when introducing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt; to preform! All the award shows when someone steps out to introduce a band the host leaves the stage! But Russel just couldn't do that! And I pity the Robert cause his really good looking and his one of the main characters in the upcoming movie Twilight (if you don't already know he plays Edward Cullen; Bella Swans vampire lover) some fans are just plain obsessive and crazy! It's creepy! And the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;paparazzi&lt;/span&gt; and reporters ask really lame and disrespectful questions that makes Robert confused and stuck on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqHScc8Joxc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqHScc8Joxc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-5227614281974884598?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5227614281974884598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=5227614281974884598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5227614281974884598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5227614281974884598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-on-twilight-and-casts.html' title='More on Twilight and the casts'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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That made me so angry," the official quoted her as telling investigators and admitting the allegations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman had not plotted any revenge in the real world, the official said. &lt;br /&gt;She has not yet been formally charged, but if convicted could face a prison term of up to five years or a fine up to $5,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Players in "Maple Story" raise and manipulate digital images called "avatars" that represent themselves, while engaging in relationships, social activities and fighting against monsters and other obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman used login information she got from the 33-year-old office worker when their characters were happily married, and killed the character. The man complained to police when he discovered that his beloved online avatar was dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-7178507598285933610?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7178507598285933610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=7178507598285933610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7178507598285933610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7178507598285933610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/10/woman-gets-divorce-in-maple-story-and.html' title='Woman gets divorce in Maple Story ; and she kills her sxhubby.'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Your youngest daughter so young wear make up dy!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm 19.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr. Lau tells me that my make up is too thick and all about how I should know the difference between day and night make up.&lt;br /&gt;Well when I apply make up I concentrate  more on my eyes cause I love to wear eyeliner and my lips, cause I always look a little pale.&lt;br /&gt;People just always have so much to say about me.&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/301239631997775019-3540934496447964730?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3540934496447964730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3540934496447964730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3540934496447964730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3540934496447964730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-up-too-thick.html' title='Make Up too thick.'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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During        this time the  US countries will be dark for        1.5 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;It will convert 3        days into 2 big days. It will happen once in        2400 yrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        &lt;div&gt;       &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;We're very lucky to        see this. Forward it to all your        friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-1831807601084115670?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1831807601084115670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=1831807601084115670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1831807601084115670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1831807601084115670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/10/171008.html' title='17/10/08'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chester Bennington'/><title type='text'>Men I ♥ but can't have.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPRBnMKoSOI/AAAAAAAAA5o/vzQZE9DlX-A/s1600-h/Joe+Jonas+-CSH-039587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPRBnMKoSOI/AAAAAAAAA5o/vzQZE9DlX-A/s320/Joe+Jonas+-CSH-039587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256898806584723682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPRBLnQJOQI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/f890_W1aCG0/s1600-h/chace_crawford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPRBLnQJOQI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/f890_W1aCG0/s320/chace_crawford.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256898332819273986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPRBLzByeQI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/C1j6N05q1gs/s1600-h/ed-westwick-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPRBLzByeQI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/C1j6N05q1gs/s320/ed-westwick-photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256898335980288258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPRBLzV68uI/AAAAAAAAA5g/5NudrSMsc90/s1600-h/9501380_tml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPRBLzV68uI/AAAAAAAAA5g/5NudrSMsc90/s320/9501380_tml.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256898336064729826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPM-K--LHmI/AAAAAAAAA3w/IWtfCCU7L7k/s1600-h/bill_kaulitz_th.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPM-K--LHmI/AAAAAAAAA3w/IWtfCCU7L7k/s320/bill_kaulitz_th.jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256613548494888546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPM-K2Duz0I/AAAAAAAAA34/DIcvI2SxCs8/s1600-h/chester-bennington.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPM-K2Duz0I/AAAAAAAAA34/DIcvI2SxCs8/s320/chester-bennington.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256613546102280002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPM-LPGIDcI/AAAAAAAAA4A/BE8pAGpBW8I/s1600-h/johnny_depp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPM-LPGIDcI/AAAAAAAAA4A/BE8pAGpBW8I/s320/johnny_depp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256613552823209410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPM-LO2TjeI/AAAAAAAAA4I/JcuV6AnG8a8/s1600-h/fantastic4-chris-evans-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPM-LO2TjeI/AAAAAAAAA4I/JcuV6AnG8a8/s320/fantastic4-chris-evans-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256613552756854242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPM-LNefgsI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/xUKIL8WHL8E/s1600-h/2ylw9cx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPM-LNefgsI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/xUKIL8WHL8E/s320/2ylw9cx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256613552388539074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy, gorgeous, hot body, tattoos and piercings, talented, rich and famous, and way out of any of our league, not to mention unavailable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't you just love them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; From top &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Joe Jonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from the band The Jonas Brothers, stared as Shane Gray in Disney's Camp Rock, a Christian that girls just can't get enough of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chace Crawford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; best known as Nathaniel Archebolt from Gossip Girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ed Westwick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a sexy Brit who plays Chuck Bass in Gossip Girl, in the show his a fellow American so you don't get to hear his with his accent a very rich teen who always get's his way but can't have the girl he wants, also Chace Crawford's roommate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thomas Dekker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; well known for his role as John Conner's in The Terminator: The Sarah Connor's Chronicles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Bill Kaulitz&lt;/span&gt; from Tokio Hotel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Chester Bennington&lt;/span&gt; vocalist of the band Linkin Park,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/span&gt; famous actor who has his own band that plays in his own club,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chris Evans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;actor well known for his films; Not another teen movie, Fantastic 4, Fantastic 4: The Silver Surfer and The Nanny Dairies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Jared Leto&lt;/span&gt; from the band 30 seconds from Mars; host of this years MTV Asia Awards held in Malaysia and an actor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So girls, drool with me shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JenN&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/301239631997775019-1519767089548606069?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1519767089548606069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=1519767089548606069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1519767089548606069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1519767089548606069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/10/men-i-but-cant-have.html' title='Men I ♥ but can&apos;t have.'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SPRBnMKoSOI/AAAAAAAAA5o/vzQZE9DlX-A/s72-c/Joe+Jonas+-CSH-039587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-8892702012641175356</id><published>2008-10-11T09:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T09:16:47.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood = amused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Hamster Vaccum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a515de48f9a276e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a515de48f9a276e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330290411%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B59451817D1F2FD78CB8BBCA788C9DC2B6FCE0F.56B83F939429287E28B15CCD63B52E974E011589%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a515de48f9a276e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXJ6c_97sNjfcjvVNSdVaTzhq1Oo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a515de48f9a276e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330290411%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B59451817D1F2FD78CB8BBCA788C9DC2B6FCE0F.56B83F939429287E28B15CCD63B52E974E011589%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a515de48f9a276e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXJ6c_97sNjfcjvVNSdVaTzhq1Oo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis send to me this video...every time I can't help but laugh! It's so cute!! Kind of reminds me of my dog Ginger...who sucks everything into her mouth...yesterday I caught her trying to eat my ruler! And the other day my eraser! And last night she was peeling paint from the wall and eating it again. *faint*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&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/301239631997775019-8892702012641175356?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a515de48f9a276e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8892702012641175356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=8892702012641175356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8892702012641175356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8892702012641175356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/10/hamster-vaccum.html' title='Hamster Vaccum!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-3123331745044648025</id><published>2008-10-09T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:48:56.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory Of Cikgu Sham</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Cikgu Sham was one of my trianer in NS.&lt;br /&gt;He has a tendency to talk a lot and get out of topic.&lt;br /&gt;But over all his great a great guy.&lt;br /&gt;And it's a great lost to have loose him.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for you're guidance and for teaching us kawad kaki and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;You will always been in our memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&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/301239631997775019-3123331745044648025?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3123331745044648025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3123331745044648025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3123331745044648025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3123331745044648025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-loving-memory-of-cikgu-sham.html' title='In Loving Memory Of Cikgu Sham'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-5799566439056772503</id><published>2008-10-04T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:42:36.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>The Veronicas - In another life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's a beautiful but sad song. And I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"In Another Life"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I have known you my whole life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;When you were ten, you said you'd make me your wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Eight years later you won me over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Just as I took the world on my shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I got used to living without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Endless phone calls and dreaming about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Always said that you were my man to be&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;But I guess I was in love with your memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;You know I love you, I really do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;But I can't fight anymore for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;And I don't know, maybe we'll be together again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Sometime, in another life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;In another life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I know I said that I would keep my word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I wished that I could save you from the hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;But things will never go back to how we were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;I'm sorry I can't be your world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;You know I love you, I really do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;But I can't fight anymore for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;And I don't know, maybe we'll be together again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Sometime, in another life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;In another life (another life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;The way you're holding on to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Makes me feel like I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Just let me go, just let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;It just won't feel right inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;God knows I've tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;You know I love you, you know I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;But I can't fight anymore for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;And I don't know, maybe we'll be together again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Sometime, in another life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;In another life, in another life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;In another life ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; 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(Fwr email)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19px; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;div id="yiv878654523" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;u style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:24;" &gt;Regular Health Mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="border-style: none none none solid; border-width: medium medium medium 1.5pt; border-left: 1.5pt solid black; margin: 1em 40px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;All of us make little health mistakes that cause damage to our bodies in the long run -  simply because we are unaware we are doing something wrong. Here are some of  the most common mistakes made by many of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:24;color:teal;"  &gt;Crossing our legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;Do you cross your legs at your knees when sitting? Although we may believe that this is the lady-like elegant way to sit, sitting this way cuts down circulation to your legs. If you don't want varicose veins to mar the beauty of your legs and compromise your health, uncross your legs every time you realise you have one knee on top of the other. The best way to sit is to simply place both legs together on the floor, balancing your weight equally. If you feel like changing position, instead of crossing your legs, simply move both legs together to one side. As an alternative, you could also consider crossing your legs loosely at the ankles. This is a classically elegant  way to sit, and is far better for your legs and your health than sitting with your legs  crossed at your knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:24;color:teal;"  &gt;Not changing our toothbrush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;How often do you change your toothbrush? Most of us wait until most of the bristles have either fallen off, or are in such bad shape that we'd be embarrassed to pull out our brush in public. However, since not many of us need to pull out our brush in public, we carry on with our frayed one until we lose it. Replace your toothbrush often. Damaged bristles can harm the enamel, and don't massage your gums well. If you find&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222998322_17" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;brushing your teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a pain like I do, but know you must do it, you might as well be doing it right. Imagine going through the  annoyance of brushing your teeth twice a day only to find out that you're damaging your enamel every time you clean your teeth. Also, use a brush with soft bristles unless your dentist has advised otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:24;color:teal;"  &gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222998322_18" style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;Eating out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;There are oils that are high in cholesterol, and oils that cause little harm and are better for your heart.  However, no matter how light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;the oil is, it is never a good idea to eat too much of it.  Avoid fried foods.Remember that in all probability your favorite Indian food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;restaurant throws a huge, HUGE chunk of butter in a tiny bowl of dal. Rita, who worked in the kitchen of a 5 star hotel, was shocked when she saw the cook chop a 500gm butter slab in half, and throw half into a&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222998322_19" style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;Paneer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Makhani dish.  No wonder the  customers left licking their fingers. And no wonder they felt  so stuffed and heavy  afterwards. Limit outdoor eating unless you know that you're getting served light and healthy food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:24;color:teal;"  &gt;Skipping breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;Never, ever skip breakfast. Remember, when you wake up in the morning it's been  around 10-12 hours since your last meal. Your body needs food now, more than at  any other time. Eat a heavy breakfast. You will then be busy through the day, and the calories will get expended quickly. If you are trying to diet, eat a  light dinner. Here are some more common health mistakes we make.  Being informed and making a few  changes can help make us feel a whole lot better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:24;color:teal;"  &gt;High heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;High heels sure look great, but they're  murder for your back. This however doesn't mean you should steer clear of stilettos. Wear them, but not when you know you will be walking around a lot. Wear them when going out for lunch or dinner -  when the only walking you will be  doing is to your car, to the table, and back. Avoid high heels when you are going somewhere on foot. If you are constantly tempted to wear your heels, take a good look at your flats.. Is there something about them you dislike? Invest in a new pair of beautiful flats or shoes with a low heel. Buy something you  love, that you will enjoy wearing. If possible, get a matching bag. You will then enjoy your flats as much as you do your heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:24;color:purple;"  &gt;Sleeping on a soft bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;You don't have to sleep on the floor to be kind to your back,  but do make sure you have a firm mattress. Although a mattress on springs is soft and lovely to sink into, it's bad for your back. If you already have an old bed with springs, you don't need to invest in a new one - simply get a thick wooden plank put over the springs, and place the mattress on the plank.  Similarly, if your mattress is old and lumpy, throw it out and get a new one. Your neck and your back will thank you. The same rule applies to sofas.  If you will be spending hours on a sofa, get a firm yet comfortable one. Sofas you  completely sink into are not the best idea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:24;color:teal;"  &gt;Pillows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;No matter how  comfortable sleeping with ten cushions is, have pity on your neck and resist.  Sleep with one pillow, and make sure it is not too thick.  If your pillow gets lumpy, discard it and go for a new one.  Get a thin pillow  if you sleep on your stomach, and something a little thicker if you sleep on your back, to give your neck adequate support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:24;color:teal;"  &gt;Not exercising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;color:navy;" &gt;So all of us know we should exercise more, but many of us don't. This is a health mistake we consciously make! And why is that? Simply because we refuse to admit the damage we are causing to our bodies by not working out. A number of people only start working out once they've experienced a warning signal.  Don't wait for a heart attack to strike before you decide to opt for a lifestyle  change. Make the change now. You don't need to train for the marathon to be in top shape. Half an hour of brisk walking three to four times a week will make a world of difference to your health. You could then increase this to forty minutes, four times a week - and you're all set. If you haven't exercised for a week, you're making a mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:10;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:18;" &gt;Today's Message of the Day is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em; display: block;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;font-size:18;" &gt;Life is short. Forgive quickly. Love truly. Laugh often, and never regret anything that made you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-9012976419470042069?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/9012976419470042069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=9012976419470042069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/9012976419470042069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/9012976419470042069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/10/regular-health-mistakes-fwr-email.html' title='REGULAR HEALTH MISTAKES!! (Fwr email)'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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But last weekend has been really fun, going out all day especially on Saturday! Yes! I am FINALLY talking about Saturday. A day I'll never forget and a day that I shall one day get back on everyone for *evil grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left the house to head for church for homosexual seminar from 10am-3pm, I got nagged for wearing slippers.Nice.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, you heard me! H-O-M-0-S-E-X-U-A-L S-E-M-I-N-A-R!&lt;br /&gt;Got there almost 30minutes late after the seminar started.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan picked sis and I up late and we wen for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;When we got there and took our seats at a deserted area.&lt;br /&gt;But we couldn't avoid the awkward stares; we're pretty much used to it by now.&lt;br /&gt;Then emotions kicked in at full blast towards a few people.&lt;br /&gt;Not good, not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;The seminar was good.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good basic knowledge on what causes a person to choose the path of homosexuality or being a trans gender.&lt;br /&gt;After that went back home slacked around. Drank Pink Vodka.&lt;br /&gt;Josiah picked me up..bought tickets...went to make contacts...watched idiotic Thai flick 4bia.&lt;br /&gt;Which I covered my face from the screen through out the whole damn show!&lt;br /&gt;I do not watch horror flicks!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I hate horror flicks.&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Gill's Cafe for dinner which I stole food from Christine, Josiah, Amanda and Gideon cause I wasn't hungry after stuffing my face in large caramel popcorn just to avoid looking at the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;Then dirty little secrets were poured out, secrets from the past long forgotten and brought back for the sake of laughs. We have nothing to hide from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunday morning, dad was sick, mom stayed home. Jenn got nagged for coming home passed midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nagged cause it ain't safe at my area past 11pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Went to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Childrens' special yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wasn't listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Took pics of toddlers with Gid's cam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After church;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lunch pan mee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then I dragged Ryan and sis with me to Midvalley to check out ACGC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Where we took pictures of cosplay participants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pictures at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://piinklicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/acgc-27th-28th-sep-2008.html"&gt;Tainted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Some were happy to pose for us, only two were pretty stuck up towards us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Overall had a great time and I am more than determine to one day participate in the event myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have been checking out about it and finding out stuff about cosplaying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sis bought me a belated birthday chocolate mud cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bless her soul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Came home tired..ate cake and drank finish my Pink Vodka for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Watched TMNT on Astro and had a hard time falling asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Monday morning. Woke up got nagged and mom says do something about your eye or you'll go blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wow. Thanks. *swt*!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Played a lot with Ginger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Avril Lavigne's DVD Rip, The Best Damn Tour concert in Toronto just downloaded finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;More nagging from mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;More ridiculous nagging from dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Jenn pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Missed another episode of Terminator: the Sarah Connor Chronicles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;but at least I got to see hottie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v16/saiyangirlie/thomas_dekker_1199582978.jpg"&gt;Thomas Dekker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Read Bleach online and search more on Cosplays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Watching Amazing Race US now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Having a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;That's pretty much all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yes, I live a BORING life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-2090507632256811512?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2090507632256811512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=2090507632256811512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2090507632256811512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2090507632256811512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/sat-mon.html' title='Sat, Mon&amp;Sun'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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And I have the urge to want to puke. I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep, I've been feeling down all day.&lt;br /&gt;Is it karma?&lt;br /&gt;I don't care who reads this; I have nothing to hide.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm feeling confuse and definitely upset.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't say it out cause it'll just confirm my paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;When will the drama end?&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/301239631997775019-8709902393520036621?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8709902393520036621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=8709902393520036621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8709902393520036621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8709902393520036621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-this.html' title='What&apos;s this?'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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(not juz for christians.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/piuoGb-Nhfw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/piuoGb-Nhfw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-8536946126835965884?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8536946126835965884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=8536946126835965884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8536946126835965884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8536946126835965884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/must-watch-not-juz-for-christians.html' title='Must WATCH! (not juz for christians.)'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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But it's a day I hope all my friends would remember cause it'll mean a lot if they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ANDREW CHOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-3304973991510668480?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3304973991510668480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3304973991510668480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3304973991510668480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3304973991510668480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/25th-septhember.html' title='25th Septhember'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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In the USA...of course..swt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;๑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But already I'm downloading the 1st episode MUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited about it! And I damn right know that by every ending of the episode viewers would scream "WHAT THE HECK!"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"OMG!!"&lt;br /&gt;and there's also the familiar line of&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT THE F!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I'm actually reading the spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;๑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I can't help it alright?! I  just want as much info on it as I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;JenN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-3491864737061222760?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3491864737061222760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3491864737061222760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3491864737061222760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3491864737061222760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/heroes-season3.html' title='HEROES SEASON3'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNiHcZ1j8UI/AAAAAAAAAxY/P4SoGtpB2A4/s72-c/heroes-nbc-season-3-cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-190325517860288934</id><published>2008-09-22T13:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:28:04.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood = WOOHOO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JenN&apos;s Crap'/><title type='text'>Early B'day dinner at Chilli's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, I finally have all the pictures I need and I've pretty much posted the ones I really like on&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://punkaddict.deviantart.com/" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); text-decoration: none;"&gt;deviantART&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=37203&amp;amp;id=787578476" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); text-decoration: none;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/viewalbums.php?uid=9380033" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); text-decoration: none;"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not all of them have the same pictures. There are two photos that were not post on my Facebook or Friendster album but posted on my deviantART.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcZIOdCfZI/AAAAAAAAALY/Hq5dWQT7qrw/s320/IMG-2927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248691519833144722" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part of my B'day Card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day started off with Christine picking me and Amanda up where we met up with Angeline and the four of us headed over to MPH, cause Christine said she needed to buy "something".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well Amanda bought next months issue of CLEO, Angeline bought a novel and so did I. Just not the one I wanted cause they didn't have the soft cover copy yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got into MPH we sort of automatically separated, they didn't have to try and chase me away cause I walked off on my own to find a book LOLX! Then Angeline and I decided to head off to Chilli's first to beat the crowd so we wouldn't have to wait for a table if we had gone there later. We ended up reaching there before 5.30!! And Gideon hadn't even arrive in Midvalley yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we talk our own girlie talk and chowed down on Tortilla chips sipping on Guava Juice (mine) and Ice Lemon Tea for Angeline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcgRX2R4fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/N3WSbCjXHiU/s1600-h/DSC04321.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcgRX2R4fI/AAAAAAAAAMY/N3WSbCjXHiU/s320/DSC04321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248699373555147250" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Angeline had to go and escort Amanda, Christine and Gideon into Chilli's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And because they were late and sort of their peace offering to me was a balloon they stole from the counter for KIDS! Shame on them lolx.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcbSHIrj3I/AAAAAAAAALg/68reaVjj2Ug/s1600-h/DSC04318.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcbSHIrj3I/AAAAAAAAALg/68reaVjj2Ug/s320/DSC04318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248693888690655090" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcbSHq2A7I/AAAAAAAAALo/ddI8RnN7Kpo/s1600-h/IMG-2909e.jpg" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcbSHq2A7I/AAAAAAAAALo/ddI8RnN7Kpo/s320/IMG-2909e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248693888833946546" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcbSQTmxWI/AAAAAAAAALw/VMmpn0A-Inc/s1600-h/IMG-2912e.jpg" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcbSQTmxWI/AAAAAAAAALw/VMmpn0A-Inc/s320/IMG-2912e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248693891152397666" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It says "Ask About Kids Eat Free". whatever that means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then when it came time to order that's when things got a little crazy;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a little too much swearing and a little too loud lolx. But everything went well overall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guess the swearing was cause I was a lil hungry and it was those days where every woman dreads! And it's Gid! It's what he does! It's what we both do quite frequently when we're together and I'm sure we're both not proud about it...right Gid?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it came time to order our Margaritas which I didn't want to order just yet. You can't drink on an empty stomach! So I actually asked the waiter to come back at 6.30 since Happy Hour was from 3pm-7pm. And surprisingly he did come back! He was a really nice guy and obviously found us very amusing and comical. And he asked for our IDs!!! He said "No offence but I need to see your IDs, cause I need to be sure you're both old enough". OK, I'll admit I went what the hell in my head. Cause this ain't the first time people didn't believe my age! Bleh! And Gid blame Amanda and Christine for the waiter not believing we were old enough to legally drink in public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNce4dc2rRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/R0lxsjeXZAE/s1600-h/Margarita_for_us_by_punkaddict.jpg" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNce4dc2rRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/R0lxsjeXZAE/s320/Margarita_for_us_by_punkaddict.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248697846050762002" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then came the food. Trust me it was really filling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcfQ8TPcNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VUm2GbPkIZY/s1600-h/DSC04322.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcfQ8TPcNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/VUm2GbPkIZY/s320/DSC04322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248698266648801490" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Cesar Salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcfRPoFvVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Yk50Hbypyyo/s1600-h/DSC04323.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcfRPoFvVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Yk50Hbypyyo/s320/DSC04323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248698271836519762" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mushroom Fajita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcfRav_EgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9j5DLrh80CE/s1600-h/DSC04324.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcfRav_EgI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9j5DLrh80CE/s320/DSC04324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248698274822427138" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bread for the fajita, and there was cheese, chopped tomato and onions and guacamole to go with it in a tiny dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; We spent the rest of the night being Cam whores! Laughing and just having a blast! Talking about things that we all could join in on and that was the best thing ever us all on the same page and just getting along. And of course the girls kacau Gid. They pushed all the salt into his Margarita..Girls, you're suppose to drink it then lick a bit of the salt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And when I was asked to down my whole mug of Margarita in one shot. I decided to try Gid's margarita again after the girls salted it up and this was the result-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNchP03ImdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/plC3ghobeBs/s1600-h/IMG-2944.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNchP03ImdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/plC3ghobeBs/s320/IMG-2944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248700446495250898" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNchPwsmMXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7pcEi0mdbcw/s1600-h/IMG-2946.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNchPwsmMXI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7pcEi0mdbcw/s320/IMG-2946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248700445377311090" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It taste SO salty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gid himself couldn't even finish it up! Then the girls decided to make me the last mushroom Fajita. Here is the process of making it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNciL1Bc6RI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jf2bsEVUWgg/s1600-h/4_Steps_to_making_a_Fujitsu_by_punkaddict.jpg" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNciL1Bc6RI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Jf2bsEVUWgg/s320/4_Steps_to_making_a_Fujitsu_by_punkaddict.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248701477330675986" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Four steps of how Angeline, Amanda and Christine made it. Amanda was actually instructing them. Once again click on it for full view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it was so full! My gosh! And Angeline was rushing me to suck up the juice cause they dip jalapeno and crush tortilla chips in it! OK, I didn't want to be feed I rather eat it myself and I sticked out my tongue to actually lick up the dripping sauce! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNciL18f4OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/OAv4YDarNO8/s1600-h/Feed_The_Birthday_Girl_by_punkaddict.jpg" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNciL18f4OI/AAAAAAAAAM4/OAv4YDarNO8/s320/Feed_The_Birthday_Girl_by_punkaddict.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248701477578334434" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Gideon actually excused himself to the bathroom to change his tampons it was a joke of ours of the night. And I excused myself later and dragged Angeline with me to the bathroom. When we came back and were seated down once again, I saw the waiters coming over with a "cake" and a canddle. And Christine, Amanda, Angeline and Gideon were acting so dumb by going "Oh, look it's someones birthday! I wonder who?" and I went "yah..." and then they all started singing OK..that was cool until they went "Happy Birthday to JENNIFER!" Real loud! I went great now the whole world knows my name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNclPiGGDjI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ZPM9dOJF7FY/s1600-h/DSC04326.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNclPiGGDjI/AAAAAAAAANQ/ZPM9dOJF7FY/s320/DSC04326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248704839504236082" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Technically it's a brownie and the inside is ice cream and it taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SO GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNclP2kwIQI/AAAAAAAAANY/Tg1AS6X04R8/s1600-h/DSC04327.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNclP2kwIQI/AAAAAAAAANY/Tg1AS6X04R8/s320/DSC04327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248704845001531650" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm making a wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNclQDwLPVI/AAAAAAAAANo/pJ3NuotjiNE/s320/IMG-2922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248704848539106642" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Blowing out the candle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcl6mYFjXI/AAAAAAAAANw/XnhZSLCH8c0/s1600-h/DSC04328.jpg" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcl6mYFjXI/AAAAAAAAANw/XnhZSLCH8c0/s320/DSC04328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248705579387817330" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcl6vXSR5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/9LeMc-V_gtg/s1600-h/IMG-2925.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcl6vXSR5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/9LeMc-V_gtg/s320/IMG-2925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248705581800376210" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the old and humiliating not to mention annoying Birthday torture;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pull the candle out with your mouth! Do you know how dirty it it? This is my 1st and last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time doing it. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcl6utnBnI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-UOpIO-niSU/s1600-h/IMG-2926.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcl6utnBnI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-UOpIO-niSU/s320/IMG-2926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248705581625575026" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And before we left our table for the poor hungry people outside waiting to be seated we took a few group pictures. Christine set the timer and we put the camera on the booth and I had to run over and squeeze in, and I wasn't feeling to well so the running and squeezing and posing wasn't a good idea for my head and stomach hahax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNckIdrHwRI/AAAAAAAAANI/v_15X7KVx8A/s1600-h/IMG_2957.JPG" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNckIdrHwRI/AAAAAAAAANI/v_15X7KVx8A/s320/IMG_2957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248703618546647314" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNckH1S9mOI/AAAAAAAAANA/vWtpyh2GMYM/s320/IMG-2958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248703607707900130" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcl62k7m7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/CgF1UVigAKM/s1600-h/IMG_2962+copy.jpg" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcl62k7m7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/CgF1UVigAKM/s320/IMG_2962+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248705583736658866" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Click on the picture for full view. I had this idea from the car sticker on Christine's car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The famous "See no evil, Speak no evil and Hear no evil."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Here's our upgraded version of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We had so much fun that night but had to rush off at about 8 cause Gideon had to do some last minute shopping for working clothes cause he starts work today. And I was feeling pretty sick so Amanda and Christine took turns accompanying me sit around Midvalley lolx. While Angeline had to go home already. When Gideon FINALLY was done and that was when the shops were closing for the night. We decided to head off for round 2 at McDonald's! To satisfy Gid's craving for Coke Light and fries and nuggets for the girls. On the ride there Amanda got pretty annoyed with Gid and threaten to kick him out of the car. Christine being the driver actually unlock the car and Amanda opened the door for Gideon to get out when the car stopped. And we were singing and blasting music cause Christine had a huge sub woofer speaker at the trunk of her car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcops-PtOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UxUhwPrHp5c/s1600-h/DSC04349.JPG" style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcops-PtOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UxUhwPrHp5c/s320/DSC04349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248708587635586274" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gift from Christine, a Gloomy Bear that I named Limoncello. Yes it's after a shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcrL0OXZGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GLdDbKmxazY/s1600-h/2008-09-21-24984+copy.jpg" style="color: rgb(255, 111, 207); text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Lparj8P5hCg/SNcrL0OXZGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/GLdDbKmxazY/s320/2008-09-21-24984+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248711372721054818" style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 4px; cursor: pointer;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(221, 55, 162); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thx guys for the great night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/301239631997775019-190325517860288934?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/190325517860288934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=190325517860288934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/190325517860288934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/190325517860288934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/yup-i-finally-have-all-pictures-i-need.html' title='Early B&apos;day dinner at Chilli&apos;s'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Thanks again sis. ^^ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MUAKZ&lt;/span&gt;!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-3665883112459711571?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3665883112459711571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3665883112459711571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3665883112459711571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3665883112459711571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-gift-from-sis-and-ryan.html' title='Birthday Gift from Sis and Ryan'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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I heard the LRT broke down. Lord please let it be fix already!&lt;br /&gt;So yah, tomorrow is the day that I'm celebrating my bday 5days early with a few close friends and when I say few. I mean really FEW! Just unfortunately one of them can't make it. WING TSUN WHY!!!! Lolx..anyway I'm OK with it..a little disappointed but nothing some booze can't cure. And the Chilli's salad that I've been craving for! There's a little change of plan for tomorrow that I was not expecting at all. But I'm sure everyone will have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Ginger just puked today...Am pretty worried.&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now..need to go shower.&lt;br /&gt;Later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more updates go to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://piinklicious.blogspot.com/"&gt;Uncensored&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://piinklicious.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-751018548557202597?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/751018548557202597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=751018548557202597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/751018548557202597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/751018548557202597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/20thits-tomorrow.html' title='20th..it&apos;s tomorrow!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Love ya guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-6643358349680887644?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6643358349680887644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=6643358349680887644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6643358349680887644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6643358349680887644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-done.html' title='I&apos;m Done'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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But I also have been kicking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DQ's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ass in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hexic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..And I played with my dog..so she's all glued to me now. But I've also spent sometime searching on the web for some stuff that I like. Don't worry it ain't anything X-rated...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SHISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! And of course &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DQ&lt;/span&gt; and I were also talking about the Youth Force T-shirt design. Well since I have nothing to do...at first I didn't even bother about it since I've so hopelessly uncreative! Although I like to make handmade cards for people for Valentines day- but I didn't make any this year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BUAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;...but maybe Christmas. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Owell&lt;/span&gt; anyway I actually originally planned to do the design with Christine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahax&lt;/span&gt;...since she's good at making it happen and I'm just the moron with weird ideas...But she insisted we entered our own entries and critique each other and give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt; on each other's design..bah! So OK..whatever I went along with it. I don't really care about the price anyway. Since I like all these arts stuff..so sure whatever at least I can wrack my brain for something useful until college starts in November. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;DQ&lt;/span&gt; is all bugging me that he wants the price...sure..I may not be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt; in it but that doesn't mean I ain't going to give in my all to make my ideas happen. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;JenN&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/301239631997775019-395846805925569842?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/395846805925569842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=395846805925569842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/395846805925569842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/395846805925569842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/burp_15.html' title='Burp!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;And I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hoodies&lt;/span&gt;! In case you don't know what I'm talking about it's jacket with hoods. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;, I love to walk around church or outside where ever with my hood on. So I just love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hoodies&lt;/span&gt; and the more the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;marrier&lt;/span&gt;! The more edgy, unique and punk style it is the happier I will be! Especially if it's black and shocking pink! And the inside of the hood is a different color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my left eye feels swallon. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-725535224047144186?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/725535224047144186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=725535224047144186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/725535224047144186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/725535224047144186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/messy-nailswish-list.html' title='Messy Nails/wish list?'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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It's absolutely heart breaking. His a great man and I hope to meet him one day in heaven. We love you Steve Irwin. And we'll all remember you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-7945145221119388048?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7945145221119388048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=7945145221119388048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7945145221119388048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7945145221119388048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-memory-of-steve-irwin.html' title='In Memory Of Steve Irwin'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Cause Avril has talent and she's the shy type. So I'm not suprise that she didn't talk much like usually how the stars do in concert. It was all about her performance as a singer/performer and she did AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Cheryl Leong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Indoor Stadium&lt;br /&gt;September 07, 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Pretty in Punk' was definitely the order of the day, as scores of teenyboppers dressed up in the style of their favorite punk princess, Avril Lavigne. Think: skinny ties, knee-high socks, and the ubiquituous skull-and-crossbones. Oh, and plenty of the hottest pink around, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour and fifteen minutes of waiting, the pint-sized rocker finally deigned to make an entrance at 9.15pm (about time...), with her rousing crowd-pleaser "Girlfriend." The patient audience was treated to pink overload as the backdrop of the stage revealed Lavigne's pink, signature skull-and-crossbones banner. With every few songs, Avril would flash a cheeky grin, and flit backstage, presumably for a touch-up, clothing change, a gulp of water, who knows? But in her stead, would come dancers to entertain the crowd with a spot of breakdance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be said, once and for all, that Avril Lavigne &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; sing. Oh, she's no Mariah Carey, that's for sure. And she does play safe by not stretching her vocals just in case she doesn't hit the notes the way she does in the studio. But for all the criticism panning the young punkster for her less-than-perfect vocals, Avril has indeed improved by leaps and bounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She handled screamy, girl-power anthems like "The Best Damn Thing," "He Wasn't" and "I Can Do Better" rather admirably. Her vocals were steady, at least, and not as pitchy as expected. It was also a pleasant surprise to have a grand piano (pink, duh!) wheeled out, where Lavigne launched into a laudable effort at the heartrending "When You're Gone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there wasn't much interaction with the crowd beyond the usual "Hello Singapore!"-"How are you doing?"-"Are you having fun?" routine, Avril did display a relatively warm stage persona. At one point, she was even playfully directing her band and the crowd with hand signals, which was actually pretty endearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an even mix of songs from all three of her albums. But one gripe among several was that Lavigne only sang a few songs to completion. A lot of them were just verse-chorus snippets. A disappointment for some, who like me, wanted to hear our favorite hits in full. The fact that there was even an encore also escaped our notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lavigne last disappeared backstage yet again, and a change of backdrop and outfit later, came out spouting the rap for the remixed version of "Girlfriend." Suffice to say, I'm not the only one who didn't realize that this was the implicit signal of an encore performance. With the mother of all tracks, for skater boys out there who fall hopelessly in love with snooty brats, Lavigne closed the Singapore leg of her concert with happy "Thank You's" and "I Love You's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as Lavigne is perky and adorable, there was a sore lack of the adrenaline high which usually followed after a good, stimulating concert. Instead, a feeling of dissatisfaction settled in as the concert ended after a mere hour and fifteen minutes, just when you're about to hit the high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne might be the reigning punk princess, but this was certainly not the best damn tour around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Set List:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;2) I Can Do Better&lt;br /&gt;3) My Happy Ending&lt;br /&gt;4) Don't Tell Me&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm With You&lt;br /&gt;6) I Always Get What I Want&lt;br /&gt;7) When You're Gone&lt;br /&gt;8) Innocence&lt;br /&gt;9) Hot&lt;br /&gt;10) Losing Grip&lt;br /&gt;11) The Best Damn Thing&lt;br /&gt;12) Everything Back But You&lt;br /&gt;13) I Don't Have To Try&lt;br /&gt;14) Complicated&lt;br /&gt;15) Runaway&lt;br /&gt;16) He Wasn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Encore:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Girlfriend (Remix)&lt;br /&gt;18) Sk8er Boi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-7297981526642612570?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7297981526642612570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=7297981526642612570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7297981526642612570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7297981526642612570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/avrils-concert-in-sg-taken-from-mtvasia.html' title='Avril&apos;s Concert In Sg (taken from MTVasia webby)'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Or you can just ignore it since it's all about me and stuff I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://piinklicious.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-2119632251547637245?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2119632251547637245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=2119632251547637245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2119632251547637245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2119632251547637245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/yes-my-2nd-blog.html' title='Yes My 2nd Blog'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-7798776228403110788</id><published>2008-09-07T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:22:55.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JenN&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood = Unknown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avril Concert'/><title type='text'>More News On Avril (taken from ABS-CBN News Online)</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;     &lt;span id="UsrStory1_lblTitleArticle" class="headline"&gt;Review: One rocking night with Avril&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/h2&gt;   &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;        &lt;span id="UsrStory1_lblBodyArticle" class="pspacer"&gt;&lt;img src="http://news.abs-cbn.com/sites/default/files/images/people/avril_opening_number.jpg" alt="" align="left" border="0" vspace="5" width="280" height="210" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Mark Vincent D. Telan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abs-cbnNEWS.com&lt;p&gt;Usual Wednesday morning. Workday. I really had nothing exciting to look forward to. Not until my officemate told me as soon as I arrived at the office that she has 2 tickets for the Avril Lavigne concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the better part of it was that she asked me to go with her!  I had no choice but to say YES. (As if I was forced to!) Who am I to turn down such an unexpected blessing to witness “The Best Damn Tour Concert”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an interview before the concert, Avril Lavigne promised a more “upbeat”and “fun” type of performance for the night, as she selected her favorite songs from three of her albums. And with the inclusion of back-up dancers, she’s confident that the Filipino crowd will love her comeback concert, she added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t able to watch Avril’s first concert three years ago, but I must say that as early as the first song, I began to feel that I was in for a fun and energetic treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Energy and talent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://news.abs-cbn.com/sites/default/files/images/people/avril_lavigne_playing_the_p.jpg" alt="" align="right" border="0" vspace="5" width="280" height="210" hspace="5" /&gt;People screamed and shouted as the lights went out. Excitement filled the air.  And as soon as the band started playing, people forgot the fact that the show started 30 minutes late. (The show was supposed to start at 8 pm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My night with Avril started as she performed the hit song “Girlfriend” with her back-up dancers. Most of the crowd stood up to catch a better glimpse of the "punk princess" on her first song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinoys love Avril for her radio hits.  On Wednesday night,  Avril proved that she’s worthy of the punk princess title simply because she knows how to rock in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from watching Avril’s hip and energetic song-and dance numbers, the audience was able to get a glimpse of her talent in playing various musical instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She serenaded the crowd with her song “When You’re Gone” while playing the piano. Then soon after, she rocked Araneta Coliseum as she sang “Runaway” while playing the drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than her talents in performing, it’s her rapport that captivated the audience. There was never a dull moment during the concert, thanks to the interaction between Avril and the fans. People enthusiastically cheered and clapped and shouted. And as expected, people sang with the punk princess, especially when Avril sang “Complicated” and “Sk8r Boi”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://news.abs-cbn.com/sites/default/files/images/people/avril_lavigne_singing.jpg" alt="" align="left" border="0" vspace="5" width="280" height="210" hspace="5" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More! More!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People screamed their lungs out when the lights went out. The change in stage backdrop (from a pink skull to a red star) added more thrill to the wailing crowd. Soon, dancers took center stage, with Avril, donned in red top, following them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone else, I was ready, waiting for another round of Avril’s performance. Like everyone else, I was at the hype, and in no way will I stop wanting more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the previous backdrop and costume change, people expected more from the Canadian punk princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after performing the remix version of “Girlfriend”, she started to thank everyone and said her farewells. Off she went, waving at the audiences who yelled and begged for more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-7798776228403110788?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7798776228403110788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=7798776228403110788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7798776228403110788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7798776228403110788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-news-on-avril-taken-from-abs-cbn.html' title='More News On Avril (taken from ABS-CBN News Online)'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-6377937864896711436</id><published>2008-09-06T10:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:22:34.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JenN&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebs'/><title type='text'>Camp Rock Spoiler..(ur typical disney flick; but I like it)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SMHgAiimsnI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/HEmcpUCZlgc/s1600-h/camp+rock+front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SMHgAiimsnI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/HEmcpUCZlgc/s400/camp+rock+front.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242717741112537714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just finish downloading the show and since The Jonas Brothers got so much publicity cause of the show I actually thought that Joe Jonas was the main character! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lolx&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;swt&lt;/span&gt; right? Then I watch the show and found out it was actually a girl name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mitchie&lt;/span&gt; played by&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Demi_Lovato" title="Demi Lovato"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lovato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, whose parents can't afford to send her to Camp Rock, a camp where everyone cheery and happy and dancing to the beat and singing on key and at perfect pitch who hope to find fame in the near future. So in order to get her into Camp Rock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mitchie's&lt;/span&gt; mother whose a caterer decides to cook for the camp thus being able to get enough discount to afford to enroll &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mitchie&lt;/span&gt; for Camp Rock. And of course there's always a Queen Bee! Who comes of the form of perfect pretty blond diva Tess Tyler played by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meaghan_Jette_Martin" title="Meaghan Jette Martin"&gt;Meaghan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Jette&lt;/span&gt; Martin&lt;/a&gt; who obviously sings that are all "ME! ME! ME!" And one of them is titled "Too cool" and one part of the chorus is "I'm too cool for you." Well I'm not saying her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;singing&lt;/span&gt; is bad...it's actually good..but lyrics is annoying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lolx&lt;/span&gt;, but that's the whole point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joe_Jonas" title="Joe Jonas"&gt;Joe Jonas&lt;/a&gt; who plays Shane Grey from the band called Connect Three which is completed with both his brothers Nick and Kevin Jonas the totally hot, girls screaming bad boy cause his record label what's him to play cheesy childish pop when all he wants is to sing his song, still pop though but at least it's a mixture of mellow rock from the band called Connect Three which is completed with both his brothers Nate played by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nick_Jonas" title="Nick Jonas"&gt;Nick Jonas&lt;/a&gt;. and Jason played by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kevin_Jonas" title="Kevin Jonas"&gt;Kevin Jonas&lt;/a&gt;. And he finds himself through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mitchie&lt;/span&gt; who pretends to be someone she's not. And of course when the whole camp found out about it they were absolutely furious but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Caitlyn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Gellar&lt;/span&gt; played by&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alyson_Stoner" title="Alyson Stoner"&gt;Alyson &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Stoner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;whose dreams are to be a music producer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;got&lt;/span&gt; her back. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;here's&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; bit that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;connects&lt;/span&gt; Shane and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Mitchie&lt;/span&gt; together is on the first day of camp he overhears a girl on the piano &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;singing&lt;/span&gt; a song and sounding like an Angel which inspires him to write songs that he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;believes&lt;/span&gt; and is who he is. And in the end of course he finds her. But at the end of the show it sort of left viewers going so what happens between Shane and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Mitchie&lt;/span&gt;?! Well Joe (19) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt; (15) played their characters very well you could really see the chemistry they have for each others character. Especially from Joe's dreamy eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Demi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Lovato&lt;/span&gt; is actually a singer and actor! That explains why she sounds so fab. And since she appeared in Camp Rock and is the lead character opposite Joe Jonas from mind you The Jonas Brothers! She has been causing media &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;frenzies&lt;/span&gt;. First a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;haa&lt;/span&gt; about they having off set chemistry as well who quite quickly died down. Some even call her the next "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; Cyrus!" Who so happens to be her best friend. But in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt; I don't think it's fair to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;label&lt;/span&gt; her as the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt;..cause they sound so different and I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Demi's&lt;/span&gt; smile it's wide and bubbly and her voice honestly is more powerful than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Miley's&lt;/span&gt;. I like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Miley&lt;/span&gt; Cyrus but I prefer her acting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey I'm the girl who prefers rock music and I don't like hip hop or R&amp;amp;B. AND I can't wait for Camp Rock 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-6377937864896711436?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6377937864896711436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=6377937864896711436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6377937864896711436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6377937864896711436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-i-just-finish-downloading-show-and.html' title='Camp Rock Spoiler..(ur typical disney flick; but I like it)'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SMHgAiimsnI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/HEmcpUCZlgc/s72-c/camp+rock+front.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-2826154688318911744</id><published>2008-09-05T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:59:36.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood = Unknown'/><title type='text'>Sad to say</title><content type='html'>I can't say he was completely wrong cause he wasn't. Yes there are some Christian's who are hypocrites. I'm not saying I'm not, but I'm trying not to be. I'm not saying I'm better than the non believers cause I know I'm not. What I'm saying is, it's possible the reason what he said affected so many people in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DQ's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blog and enraged them is because what he said hit very close to home. Sure he called me a goth, sure he obviously tried to provoke me into joining in the heated argument but I tried not to, I was tempted to, but thank God I seek him and prayed about it. I'm not saying I didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;diss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him or argued with what he said to my friends cause I did. But I'm glad that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; listen and did what my sis and I told him to do which is just block off further comments. What's the point with continuing on? Everyone has proven their point the 1st time, now their just going around in circles repeating it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no end to all these arguments, everyone wants to be right. And the best way to do is to just turn away from it. Let him think we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;admitted&lt;/span&gt; defeat, let him think what he wants..it's absolutely out of our control. Let God deal with him, cause who are we to judge? We're not perfect ourselves and we have no right to judge him when his also God's creation and so are we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be holy, I don't think I'm that holy. But at least I'm willing to let God work in my life and change things about me that I can't change on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-2826154688318911744?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2826154688318911744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=2826154688318911744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2826154688318911744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2826154688318911744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/sad-to-say.html' title='Sad to say'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-6479170252070406670</id><published>2008-09-04T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:48:39.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Tragedies like this that brings us together</title><content type='html'>Thx ying and yang..for the BS you have once again brought into our lives...cause something good came out of it...my friends and I we are closer than ever supporting each other and being supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, know you can't resist talking about me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-6479170252070406670?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6479170252070406670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=6479170252070406670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6479170252070406670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6479170252070406670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-tragedies-like-this-that-brings-us.html' title='It&apos;s Tragedies like this that brings us together'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Cause I'm not a morning person. And even when I wake up in the afternoons most of the time I get up and am half awake and need to be left alone until I'm fully awake..or else...we all know what will happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-9135751886206354350?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/9135751886206354350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=9135751886206354350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/9135751886206354350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/9135751886206354350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/msn-restriction-to-certain-nickname.html' title='MSN restriction to certain nickname.'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Yes I know their starving and yes I do pity them..but it doesn't change the fact that is does get annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-3484572306413271748?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3484572306413271748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3484572306413271748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3484572306413271748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3484572306413271748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/haihz-puasa-month.html' title='Haihz Puasa Month'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Why’d you have to go and make things so complicated?”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The thing is, some obviously uninformed people seem to have this impression of Avril as the angst-ridden teenager, the guitar-trashing punk-rocker or a head-banging junkie.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh, please. Don’t tell me you actually thought Avril was like that. Doesn’t mean that because she whacked her Les Paul into some poor guy’s windshield in the Sk8ter Boi video that she’s really some violent, dangerous musician in person? And sorry to shatter all you guys’ dreams out there, but no, she probably doesn’t really skate either.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I’m telling you, once the 23-year-old Canadian star took to the stage at Stadium Merdeka, the first thing you’d notice was how charming this young lady is. Her voice is almost as sweet as the way she looks, and she never really yelled or screamed to get the crowd going – just cajoling us to sing or wave along.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And when someone as charming as that, singing those annoyingly infectious tunes, asks you to go along with her, you really can’t help but feel compelled to. The 15,000-strong crowd, mostly teens and young adults, were raring for a good night out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it really was, a very uncomplicated concert – very simple setting, few musicians, and a few back-up dancers for certain songs. In other words, it was really Avril, which I’m sure was great fun for the throngs of Avril supporters who were there screaming as she went through hits from her three albums.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It started out with a surprisingly subdued, but fun rendition of Girlfriend, and I have to say – Avril is just so adorable! I can’t believe some of those people who protested against her could actually bring themselves to label someone as cute as her, as a threat to our culture and National Day celebrations.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For that first song, she did some of those dance moves fromthe MTV video, and it was just, so, cute! That pretty much set the tone for the rest of the concert as she remained slightly subdued, but yet charming and extremely likeable throughout the night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I particularly enjoyed the acoustic set in the middle where she showed a bit more of her sensitive side, singing songs like Don’t Tell Me and When You’re Gone. The intimate feel of that part of the concert highlighted Avril’s vocals a bit more, and she managed to deliver pretty well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Which is why I still don’t really get where this whole assumption that Avril can’t sing comes from. Maybe there’re some YouTube videos of her handling a show badly or something, but on the night, she acquitted herself rather decently. I won’t say she’s a great singer, but she’s definitely good enough to be on stage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The acoustic set in particular, seemed to be more of Avril’s comfort zone, as she is after all more of a self-taught singer than a professional stage vocalist. The odd difficulty in some big notes aside, I thought she was every bit the accomplished performer. Maybe if she focused more often on her vocals like she did in the acoustic set rather than her jumping around breathlessly to those rock hits, then there’d be fewer accusations of her being a poor singer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But all in all, I’d have to say this concert was more Miley Cyrus than it was Alanis Morissette in terms of rock factor. And by Alanis Morissette, I mean angry, Jagged Little Pill Alanis. Honestly, I think Miley even packs a bigger punch in her concerts, while Avril is surprisingly, much more intimate, working the crowd by relating with them and talking with them like just another girl next door.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That’s probably the reason why she’s outlasted so many of her peers like Vanessa Carlton and Michelle Branch. She’s into her third album, and she’s still a bankable star. And that’s because while other female solo artistes out there are more intent on overplaying their celebrity status by being tailed by the paparazzi, or seen at exclusive clubs, Avril prefers to keep it real. And judging by her performance here in Malaysia, that’s something that won’t be changing anytime soon.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you asked me, that’s the best thing that she can do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So now tell me again, why’d you have to make things so complicated?&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-960282854171866429?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/960282854171866429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=960282854171866429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/960282854171866429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/960282854171866429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-news-on-avril-lavigne-taken-from.html' title='More News On Avril Lavigne (taken from the star online.)'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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And right now I am forced to deal with some serious unecessary BS from Ying and Yang who are apparently older than me. I't's just so sad how bullies can be such a waste of space in the world. Obsess with trying to find ways to manipulate you, destroy you. I've had enough of these people they need to get a life and stay out of others. Their just wasting their time finding ways to bring others down and caused so much unecessary drama that others tend to get sucked into it. Like me; yes I'm a victim of some reason drama which I choose to pretend it does not exist cause I don't want to waste my energy and brain cells countering back every BS they throw at me it's just not worth my time. Let God deal with them as he will with everyone else. All I can do is pray that this ridiculous drama will end in peace and not a bloody war. And the nick I gave these two people Ying and Yang had absolutely nothing to do with the real meaning of the word but for other reasons. That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;XOXO                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ying and Yang = Jespal n Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-5507349319698222971?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5507349319698222971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=5507349319698222971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5507349319698222971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5507349319698222971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/08/drama-never-ends.html' title='Drama Never Ends'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Ditto the shorts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The pop-punk princess stuck to long pants for her concert in Kuala Lumpur last night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Explained Avril Lavigne: 'We are not allowed to wear tank tops, skirts or shorts. It will be hot... but we will do whatever they ask us because we are respectful of the country we are playing in.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Indeed, respect was a topic that kept cropping up when The New Paper spoke briefly yesterday with the Canadian singer, who kicked off the Asian leg of her The Best Damn Tour in Malaysia's capital.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The Grammy-nominated 23-year-old made it a point to repeat, throughout the interview, how she was very respectful of the country's rules and was quite happy to abide by them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;It'll be hot, but we must be respectful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'I am really glad to be able to make it as it is important for me to perform for my fans here,' she said diplomatically.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; However, she confessed she was surprised by the controversy and said she had 'never experienced anything like it before'.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="150"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;         &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27javascript:window.open%28" scrollbars="yes,width=" height="580"&gt;&lt;img src="http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/mnt/media/image/launched/2008-08-30/NP_IMAGES_AVRIL-PXZt.jpg" alt="Click to see larger image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;COVERED UP: Avril Lavigne at her concert in Kuala Lumpur last night. --PICTURES: AP, REUTERS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p&gt; The concert at Stadium Merdeka came after weeks of uncertainty over whether the Malaysian government would ban her show.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; But three hours before she took to the stage, Lavigne sounded chirpy and laidback over the phone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Never mind that the youth wing of the conservative opposition party, Parti Islam Se-Malaysia (PAS), had threatened to hold protests at the concert venue last night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; A few days ago, the PAS youth wing even called for Malaysia's religious leaders to issue a fatwa (religious edict) on Lavigne's concert, saying that her 'too sexy' image was immoral.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; In a memorandum given to the Ministry of Culture, Arts and Heritage on 8 Aug, the youth wing said that 'rock and punk is (sic) not suitable for the young generation and especially so during Merdeka (independence) month'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The ministry initially cancelled the show, saying it was unsuitable for Malaysian culture and could not be held two days before Malaysia's independence day celebrations on Sunday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; However, the government did an about-face earlier this week and announced that Lavigne could go ahead, reported the Associated Press.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The Malaysian concert organiser, Galaxy Group, had apparently told the government that it had sold thousands of tickets and the cancellation could hurt tourism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; When asked how she felt about the 'sexy' and immoral tag, Lavigne - who is known for her skater punk image and doesn't show that much skin on stage - didn't really know how to respond.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 'I wear a lot of hoodies. I typically don't show my midriff a lot,' she said.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="150"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td&gt;         &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27javascript:window.open%28" scrollbars="yes,width=" height="580"&gt;&lt;img src="http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/mnt/media/image/launched/2008-08-30/NP_IMAGES_AVRILt.jpg" alt="Click to see larger image" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p&gt; She's hardly like other international female artists such as Gwen Stefani, Beyonce, Christina Aguilera and the Pussycat Dolls who have come under fire from the authorities in Malaysia for their sexy performances and risque outfits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Stefani covered up for her performance in KL while Beyonce and Aguilera skipped the city on their world tour last year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The Pussycat Dolls' 2006 performance caused such a ruckus that the concert promoter, Absolute Entertainment, was fined RM10,000 ($4,300).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Lavigne herself has no problem complying with Malaysia's dress codes and performance restrictions for international artists - hence, the changes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; But her gig at the Singapore Indoor Stadium on 7 Sep will not have those changes, she assured us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; This will be her third world tour and third visit to Asia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Lavigne, who is married to Deryck Whibley, the frontman of pop-punk band Sum 41, performed here in 2005.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; She was also in Singapore in 2003 for the MTV Asia Awards.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; She said her fans here will get to hear all her old hits from her successful albums like Let Go and Under My Skin, as well as her new ones from the 2007 CD, The Best Damn Thing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; When asked if the controversy in Malaysia had left a negative impression about the country and Asia in general, she emphatically said no.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; She added: 'I love Asia... I am very happy that people in this part of my world know my music.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 'This is my best show ever.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-3158701751164193779?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3158701751164193779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3158701751164193779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3158701751164193779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3158701751164193779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-news-on-avril-lavigne.html' title='More News On Avril Lavigne'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Although my sis and I was sitting in front of a bunch of freaking annoying young teens and the worlds biggest diva! In the form of a geek with cracking voice and has a tendency to keep kicking ur ass as you sit! It definitely wasn't  enough to spoiled our moods once Avril started preforming. Avril wore a Black T and black pants and curled her whole head and pin the side of her hair and made her current pink highlights thicker and she looked FABULOUS, later she changed into a white T and for her final song Sk8ter Boi she wore a red with black stripe and a little heart pattern behind and cat ears hoodie and I remember my sis and I screaming in excitment cause we love that jacket of hers! One that I found a pic of her wearing it as she headed for the pool that I posted on my blog just that one was purple. She played the guitar, piano and the DRUMS! And she sounds FANTASTIC! She's gorgeous, she's real, she's talented and she can sing! Whoever says she can't sing well BOO YOU HATERS! She can damn well sing better than you guys! She writes all her songs! And even Breakaway for Kelly Clarkson! She showed off her lalent during the concert and she sang her lungs out as the crowd sang along and cheered with her. She flirted with the crowd, kept the crowd full energy and dance along and she RAP! Yes she did! And that was during her &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girlfriend remix&lt;/span&gt; her dancers; mind you all female dancers who free-styled and breakdance better the guys, dance to thhe begining of the song where LilMama raps and then Avril walks out to sing her part and to rap the rest of LilMama's part she sang 17 songs but not all of them she sang the complete song due to lack of time due to the protest going on outside that also caused few fans to make it for the concert but Oh well, their lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril started the show with her hit song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;, and her song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Runaway&lt;/span&gt; caused everyone to wave their hands up in the air and sing along to the chorus "I just want to scream and loose control, throw my hands up and let it go..." Avril dedicated I'm With You to all the fans who came for her concert. And my sis and I we sang the original lyrics of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Everything Back But You&lt;/span&gt; we found out about it while watching her concert in Hong Kong &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"The postcard that you wrote with that stupid lil note; that something wasn't quite right about it, it smelled like cheap perfume and it didn't smell like you and there is no way you can get around it. Because you wrote "I wish you were her" you left out the e and now your somewhere out there with a bitch, slut psycho babe! ...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which caused the diva behing us to go in his cracking whinny voice "Did they just sing bitch, slut, psycho babe?" Well boy hell yes we did! We had such an awesome time at the concert and it's really hard to put into the words the experience we had all I can say is you have to be there to know how it truly feels; to sing along with the singer you love and to cheer her on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her other songs were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Complicated&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Happy Ending&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Innocence&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I Don't Have to Try&lt;/span&gt; and a new song not in her album about her always getting what she wants and not caring about her reputation or others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-4801972220085352127?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4801972220085352127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=4801972220085352127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/4801972220085352127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/4801972220085352127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-was-at-best-damn-concert.html' title='I was at THE BEST DAMN CONCERT!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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title='What happen behind Christine&apos;s room close door'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;How you can make me laugh and have a great time;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;You break my heart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;You're sweet;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;I can always turn to you when I'm feeling down;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;You know how to be a gentleman;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;You're not like the other guys;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;Your voice;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;But most of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;You make me cry cause I can't have you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;Those are the 10 simple things that I hate about you, and trust me there's more;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;But I think I've said enough;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll bitch about you all the time cause that is all I can do;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause it hurts less than having to think about the things I love about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;But, I would be lying if I said that, that is the 10 things I hate about you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;When they are the 10 things I love about you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if it means most of the time the 9 things that I love about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic;"&gt;forces me to cry myself to sleep;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But that's just the effect you have on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Note: I'm sure that's what all love sick girls would say about the one that they like real badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-2283858391120730520?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2283858391120730520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=2283858391120730520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2283858391120730520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2283858391120730520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/07/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='10 Things I Hate About You'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Yes! It is me!!! Sis friend just helped us bought tickets to Avril Lavigne's concert on the 29th August in Bukit Jalil!! WOOOHOO!!! So excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-6591442331762631426?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6591442331762631426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=6591442331762631426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6591442331762631426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6591442331762631426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/07/guess-whose-going-to-see-avril-lavigne.html' title='Guess Whose Going To See Avril Lavigne Live In KL!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Even so we still do not see how society should turn their heads the other way when a gay or transsexual is in need, cause it doesn't change the fact that they are humans as well and if they are in need we should help them in anyway we can  instead of ignoring them just because they've choose to e different! In the bible we are told to love all including our enemies. So people please have a heart even those who are against gays and transsexuals; open your eyes and realize that they are human beings as well and don't ever treat them as dirt! Think about it! What would you feel if you were treated the way you treated these people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Please, repost this in support of your friends and loved ones who are. Love is not defined by color, creed, sexual preference, or gender. Feel free to add your own story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the one working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am a warrior for my country serving proud, but can't be my true self because gays aren't allowed in the military.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the who isn't sure what she is. I am the who is rejected by her "best friends" because of a less-than-conventional crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is the boy, Matthew Shepard. On October 7, 1998 Aaron McKinney and Russell Henderson lead him to a remote area east of Laramie where they demonstrated unimaginable acts of brutality . Matthew was tied to a split-rail fence where he was beaten and left to die in the cold of the night. Almost 18 hours later he was found by a cyclist who initially mistook him for a scarecrow. Matthew died on October 12 at 12:53 am at a hospital in Fort Collins, Colorado. MURDERED BECAUSE HE WAS GAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AS "HOMOPHOBIA."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;IF YOU ARE IGNORANT... IGNORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you all for your support, favourites and stuff!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-7406662749586611706?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7406662749586611706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=7406662749586611706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7406662749586611706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7406662749586611706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/07/homophobia-is-gay-rights.html' title='HOMOPHOBIA IS GAY, RIGHTS!!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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But you know what I'm seriously VERY excited about it!  I love Vanessa Hudgens singing and I heard her duet with Zac Efron for the movie and they sound great! I am so going to watch the show MUAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-2763716366168857026?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2763716366168857026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=2763716366168857026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2763716366168857026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2763716366168857026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/07/hsm-3-in-cinemas-24th-october.html' title='HSM 3 in cinemas 24th October!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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People say that tomorrow is a new day- well that is right. But- it's a new day of raw emotions filled with anger and hurt. Something just isn't right because I haven't felt this low for a long time now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-3402400451421772681?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3402400451421772681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3402400451421772681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3402400451421772681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3402400451421772681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/07/she-doesnt-feel-right.html' title='She Doesn&apos;t Feel Right.'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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He stole the show! He made all the other actors look like extras. He brought out the real characteristics of Joker, which is his sick humour and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;violence. His death was a tragedy and accidental. I would love to believe that God took him back home for a reason, Heath Leger is a legend. They said that Heath Ledger was having a hard time sleeping during the making of the movie of The Dark Knight and I don't blame him for it after I've seen the movie. He protrayed Joker in a way no one can, insane yet human and able to make audience laugh. He was absolutely amazing and getting into character was not easy and all the amount of thinking and getting into character was not easy at all. Anyway the Dark Knight the plot the story was sad but very good and absolutely not disappointing...there weren't much special effects they made The Dark Knight the movie very real, and Batman very human. They showed how Bruce Wayne realizes his flase and as well as his limits. And how sometimes a hero isn't always love by the citizens, but they still remain our heroes.&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/301239631997775019-1054198296749972610?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1054198296749972610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=1054198296749972610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1054198296749972610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1054198296749972610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/07/she-watched-batman-dark-knight.html' title='She watched BATMAN THE DARK KNIGHT'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SISFp7vOKmI/AAAAAAAAAtY/lHhgtVv-AUk/s72-c/2451141850_8771c4c713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-7717668539696877654</id><published>2008-07-19T12:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:44:10.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JenN&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood = Excited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avril Concert'/><title type='text'>She's going for AVRIL LAVIGNE'S CONCERT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SIFudFdMasI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wMdKEoTPQRE/s1600-h/2443049259_963b514014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224578488686373570" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SIFudFdMasI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wMdKEoTPQRE/s400/2443049259_963b514014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;You got that right! Avril Lavigne the sexy and talented punk-rock pop princess is coming to Malaysia! And I am so totally going! It would be the crime of a century for me to miss seeing her live in Malaysia in the flesh! And I'm going to pay big bucks to see her! Oh yes I damn right am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-7717668539696877654?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7717668539696877654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=7717668539696877654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7717668539696877654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7717668539696877654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/07/shes-going-for-avril-lavignes-concert.html' title='She&apos;s going for AVRIL LAVIGNE&apos;S CONCERT!!!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Like come on! Does anyone here not know what the true meaning of perky is?! Here's what perky means; taken from the dictionary;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--EOF_SUBHEAD--&gt; &lt;!--BOF_DEF--&gt; &lt;ol type="1"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a buoyant or self-confident air; briskly cheerful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jaunty; sprightly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So there you have it. And even if you don't know me personally I'm sure if you even bother to read my posts or even hear the song in my blog or read the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;column&lt;/span&gt; you can tell I'm not a perky or even bubbly person. And I can't stand perky people...sorry. I don't mind optimistic people but perky?  Feels as if their over doing everything. That I'm not sorry for saying that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-3871830678533520023?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3871830678533520023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3871830678533520023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3871830678533520023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3871830678533520023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/07/shes-perky.html' title='She&apos;s Perky'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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(but only temporary)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Actually it's day 2 of me working not much people know I'm working in church...except the staffs of course and the people who call but Christine knows of course and her whole family and Stephanie cause I emailed her. Well I actually have nothing to do now...my work is all done..I finish slicing, folding, putting and stacking papers for English and Chinese service bulletin and well there won't be any calls around this time anymore...I actually thought that i couldn't finish it all by the end of the day but thank God I did. Cause usually there's a group of people doing it but today it's just me which got me really worried. Well right now I'm just waiting to go home. So how does it feel to work for the very first time? Good. Why? Because I'm working in church of course and only temporary so there isn't any real pressure or stress although I don't wear much make up and I'm wearing specs! Yup all I have on is blusher, mascara and powder. Yes again no eyeliner...yah, you know how much I love eyeliner I'm always wearing eyeliner. That's all...and about my computer...yes...it's still broken, when is it going to be fix? No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JenN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-5710238238405255589?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5710238238405255589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=5710238238405255589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5710238238405255589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5710238238405255589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/07/shes-working-but-only-temporary.html' title='She&apos;s Working?! (but only temporary)'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Love it! Angelina Jolie is HOT! p.s Gratz Angelina and Brad Pitt on welcoming baby twins Knox Leon (boy) and Vivienne Marcheline (girl).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Watched the show with Ryan and sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hancock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SHtOIHqCcPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ETKuZbDs68Y/s1600-h/2562305627_f87b933abb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222854094267511026" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SHtOIHqCcPI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ETKuZbDs68Y/s400/2562305627_f87b933abb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Staring Will Smith, Charlize Theron, Jason Batemon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care if other people hate the show...cause I love it! It has a great plot and twist and it's something extremly unexpected and it's ABSOLUTELY not your typical super hero show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Watch with Stephanie, Ryan and sis...sis won tickets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hellboy 2 the Golden Army&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SHtT_pzh1cI/AAAAAAAAAtI/BTRIr8tExjQ/s1600-h/hellboy_2_ii_golden_army_movie_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222860545885066690" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SHtT_pzh1cI/AAAAAAAAAtI/BTRIr8tExjQ/s400/hellboy_2_ii_golden_army_movie_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Staring Ron Perlman, Selma Blair, Doug Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The effects were anything but disappointing, however on my opinion the story line could have been better...and  a lil more crazy action would have been better as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEXT MOVIE BATMAN: THE DARK KNIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-8345240982722616653?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8345240982722616653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=8345240982722616653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8345240982722616653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8345240982722616653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-she-watch.html' title='What She Watch'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Six People to Tag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gideon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Shanon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Angie (sweetie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Manda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zavier&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt;...Stephanie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. Six Things I'm Passionate About-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;SIX?! OK..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Family/friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;My hair (i guess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;MAKE UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Love &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3. Six Things I Say Too Often-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Puke blood (in canto trans: spray blood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dotz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;What the...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OMYGOSH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. Six books I've read recently-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;How to be popular by Meg Cabot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Queen of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Babble&lt;/span&gt; 2 by Meg Cabot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Pretty vs Smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Conffessions of an Air Hostess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A man's guide to the wemons bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I take this man whether he wants to or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5. Six Songs I can Listen to Again and Again-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ALL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Linkin&lt;/span&gt; Park's songs (from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hybird&lt;/span&gt; theory to minutes to midnight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ALL Avril &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Lavigne's&lt;/span&gt; songs (from Let Go to The Best Damn Thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Busta&lt;/span&gt; Rhymes feat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Linkin&lt;/span&gt; Park - We made it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nelly feat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Fergie&lt;/span&gt; - Party People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt; - My heart &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt; - That's what you get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6.Things I learn in the past year-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I love him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;eventhough&lt;/span&gt; I hate him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I hate Secondary School Life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;WOOHOO&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I can be dangerously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I can act?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;To appreciate life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Black rocks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-5480142107822825054?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5480142107822825054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=5480142107822825054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5480142107822825054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5480142107822825054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/she-was-tag-by-christine-roar.html' title='She was tag by CHRISTINE ROAR!!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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And I'm really sleepy right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ok, scratch that I'm SUPER sleepy right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And who on earth voted me PERKY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I actually put it for fun..I mean people who know me or read my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;blog can obviously see that I-am-not-PERKY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That's all for now...and you won't be hearing much from me for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;since my comp died on me lolx.&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/301239631997775019-6420383812338952032?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6420383812338952032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=6420383812338952032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6420383812338952032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6420383812338952032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/her-comp-died-on-her.html' title='Her Comp Died On Her'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Then the family went to church and the father a great man,&lt;br /&gt;was greeted by many, it was a proud day for all fathers it truly was.&lt;br /&gt;A day they were remembered and appreciated for the things they did.&lt;br /&gt;All those nights they stayed up late at work; working hard to support their family,&lt;br /&gt;that's the thing about how families work, they actually work under an unspoken rule;&lt;br /&gt;the father works hard to support the family, the wife she either works to support the family,&lt;br /&gt;or she stays home take cares of the kids and the house. Well at least those were the old days&lt;br /&gt;where women were seen as people who are always on the men's side,&lt;br /&gt;taking care of his every needs,&lt;br /&gt;and allowing him to make all the decisions, as they stand beside him no matter&lt;br /&gt;what. But times have change, women now like to work, and affairs aren't such&lt;br /&gt;a big surprise anymore, women go for plastic surgery to get what they weren't born with&lt;br /&gt;or what they lost while they aged and shed their youthful looks and days.&lt;br /&gt;But that's not what this story is about no. It's not, really it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;It's a short story about how you will never be prepared for anything,&lt;br /&gt;even though you may read about it in novels the papers watch it on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Fact is nothing absolutely nothing can prepare you for anything until it happens to you.&lt;br /&gt;The father, the husband was given a homemade chicken pie but he wasn't the&lt;br /&gt;only one who received it.&lt;br /&gt;Back home that night for dinner his wife prepared a father's day dinner;&lt;br /&gt;everything was going fine until-&lt;br /&gt;when the daughter asked about the chicken pie and the answer&lt;br /&gt;that was given back by her mother, wiped out her father's facial expression completely;&lt;br /&gt;he looked angry not just that furious and annoyed somehow a pinch of betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;It was a dangerous look, a look his daughter had never seen before and just&lt;br /&gt;might never forget.&lt;br /&gt;When asked by the daughter if they were going to have the pie for dessert the father asked&lt;br /&gt;her to throw it away, the wife didn't get it and made faces because she didn't&lt;br /&gt;think she had done any damage but she was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The pie was left there over night not kept in the fridge just left there.&lt;br /&gt;Which means...the pie was no longer eatable and it was left there for 2 days until;&lt;br /&gt;the daughter could not take it any longer and decided to throw it away,&lt;br /&gt;she couldn't say that she didn't feel a bit shame that the pie had to be thrown away,&lt;br /&gt;cause she did feel that it was a shame, a perfectly fine homemade chicken pie,&lt;br /&gt;all this happen because the wife had to say something inappropriate;&lt;br /&gt;what made her say what she did?&lt;br /&gt;Was it a large bowl of jealousy, a small bowl of envy, 2 spoon full of bitterness,&lt;br /&gt;2 cracked eggs of hatred, and 2 drops of sourness.&lt;br /&gt;A perfect recipe for a simple bitter cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;By JenN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-8060642957308409938?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8060642957308409938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=8060642957308409938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8060642957308409938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8060642957308409938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/homemade-chicken-pie.html' title='A Homemade Chicken Pie'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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A day where my bff Christine doesn't have college and we went out for lunch;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;she suddenly had a craving for Wong Kok's cheese baked chicken chop rice. And I had the same,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;fattening I know but tasty...and I was so full after it I thought I was going to puke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;anytime! And William was with us we had a great time talking but he had to leave early...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;he needed to get back to work.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;And we girls decided to watch Prom Night, yes despite the bad reviews from the newspaper,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;and the people I know, but we went for it anyway; since either way we could had a buy one free one deal with the ticket; using Christine's card for all shows that has a star on it,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;you can use the card to buy a ticket and get the other for free.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now the show wasn't THAT bad...could have been worst actually;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;a few parts well you can guess what will happen next, but overall it was pretty boring;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;but I don't think it's THAT boring till you would fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But over all I had a great time;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I always do when I'm out with my mei &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS: The titled translated for Prom Night in Malay was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;"Malam Maut"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; what's up with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-3036765203901231376?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3036765203901231376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3036765203901231376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3036765203901231376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3036765203901231376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/she-watched-prom-night.html' title='She Watched Prom Night?!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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The show is actually very interesting although some might see it as another teenage show about partying, sex and lost love or complicated love; like The O.C and One Tree Hill? Well maybe it is a little like that but it's different in it's own way it's very real and honestly; you got to watch it to know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm not gonna start writing about what happens in the show cause if you are interested in it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you got to watch it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; XOXO&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/301239631997775019-8473384093785798376?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8473384093785798376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=8473384093785798376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8473384093785798376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8473384093785798376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/shes-watching-gossip-girl.html' title='She&apos;s Watching Gossip Girl'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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I know.&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/301239631997775019-3099528354878051077?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3099528354878051077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3099528354878051077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3099528354878051077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3099528354878051077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/shes-cranky-etc-etc.html' title='She&apos;s Cranky etc etc'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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)&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I leaped every hurdle&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so victorious (uh! )&lt;br /&gt;Take a look I'm a symbol of greatness&lt;br /&gt;Now call a nigga Morpheus (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;As force securin' the win, but they&lt;br /&gt;Believe I'm so notorious (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You know that I've been 'bout my bread&lt;br /&gt;Even though we rappin' now (yes)&lt;br /&gt;We used to live on the strip even though&lt;br /&gt;A nigga higher level trappin' now (oh! )&lt;br /&gt;Superseded everyone of my little struggles and (uh! )&lt;br /&gt;So failure has never ever been an option (trust)&lt;br /&gt;A nigga paper long like rush hour traffic&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to take the hood shoppin' (get it! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we made it (say we did it niggas)&lt;br /&gt;We made it even though we had our backs&lt;br /&gt;Up against the wall (come on)&lt;br /&gt;Forever we waited (ah hah)&lt;br /&gt;And they told us we were never gonna&lt;br /&gt;Get it all we took it on the road&lt;br /&gt;To the riches (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;To the ghetto (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;Rise with me (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;Come and get it (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it all got started we were steadily&lt;br /&gt;Just getting rejected&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed like nothin' we could do&lt;br /&gt;Could ever get us respected&lt;br /&gt;At best we were stressed at the worst&lt;br /&gt;They probably said we're pathetic&lt;br /&gt;Had all the pieces to that puzzle&lt;br /&gt;Just the way to connect it&lt;br /&gt;I was fighting through every rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Tightening up every line&lt;br /&gt;Never restin' the question if I&lt;br /&gt;Was out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;It finally came time to do it or let it die&lt;br /&gt;So we put the chips on the table and&lt;br /&gt;Told them to let it ride, sing it (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we made it (say we did it niggas)&lt;br /&gt;We made it even though we had our backs&lt;br /&gt;Up against the wall (come on)&lt;br /&gt;Forever we waited (ah hah)&lt;br /&gt;And they told us we were never gonna&lt;br /&gt;Get it all we took it on the road&lt;br /&gt;To the riches (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;To the ghetto (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;Rise with me (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;Come and get it (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you misunderstand exactly what I'm buildin'&lt;br /&gt;This shit that I can leave for&lt;br /&gt;My children's (children's) children's (children)&lt;br /&gt;Now on the wake up I smile, to see how far I've come (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for sales when I'm stripped&lt;br /&gt;To negate the hustle from (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;From nights in jail on a bench using my muscles son (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;To countin' money like Dre and Jimmy and Russel was (yeah nigga)&lt;br /&gt;But now I live when I dream, you see we finally did it (oh! )&lt;br /&gt;Let's make a toast to the hustle&lt;br /&gt;Regardless how you get it, sing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we made it (say we did it niggas)&lt;br /&gt;We made it even though we had our backs&lt;br /&gt;Up against the wall (come on)&lt;br /&gt;Forever we waited (ah hah)&lt;br /&gt;And they told us we were never gonna&lt;br /&gt;Get it all we took it on the road&lt;br /&gt;To the riches (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;To the ghetto (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;In the projects, to this bangin' instrumental (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;Rise with me (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;Come and get it (on the road)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-3045435332794703890?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3045435332794703890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3045435332794703890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3045435332794703890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3045435332794703890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/together-we-made-it-we-made-it-even.html' title='Busta Rhymes feat Linkin Park - We MAde It'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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(I was pretty upset when I was asked to be the popular girl; why I got that roll? Cause the 2 ladies in charge (American's) said I had that rich, popular girl kind of look- shocking I know. When I really wanted to be one of the punks! And the American's dress them up as GOTHS! On the real day...sighs..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Then there a couple of rolls that were like just for fun you know when your cg is asked to do this super short skit which there's pretty much about only 3main characters and your just one of the extras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And I've played the girl who gets pregnant and slaps her boyfriend after he accuses her of being a slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And finally I am the FLIRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Well the real thing is on the 6th of June; well I'll just have to live with my roll and do the best I can do be a flirt; I can play dumb blonde but honestly I don't know how to flirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And then there's my poll...WOW! I had no idea people find me emo...I know I can be emo but;  I have my moments...and I didn't know I came across to people as THAT emo! Fact is you can vote more than one answer! But everyone is only choosing one lolx&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Christine thinks I shouldn't drink so much.&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/301239631997775019-3130766346856825108?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3130766346856825108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3130766346856825108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3130766346856825108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3130766346856825108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/suprise-suprise.html' title='Suprise Suprise'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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I had a great time. And after we went Neway for karaoke...and we ordered 3jugs of beer..well when you keep pouring it in your glass you pretty much lost count on how much you're actually drinking, plus I downed it all with one go...&lt;br /&gt;And I sort of realize that I can be really wild...it's crazy I know..but if I'm comfortable with where I am or I'm in the mood; I can do pretty much anything crazy...&lt;br /&gt;And I just got home.&lt;br /&gt;Had an awesome time!&lt;br /&gt;And I sang! Well Avril Lavigne songs and Linkin Park..but obviously I skipped the screaming;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't ready to go screaming like hottie &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Chester Bennington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in public;&lt;br /&gt;at lest not yet.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still a lil' confuse about how I feel towards certain things...or well people.&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now I guess...just got home and had my dinner and I haven't bath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Vodka and Ice cream Soda...although Gold Lable with Coke will do just fine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast = Home meal bread, butter and sugar.&lt;br /&gt;lunch = rice+duck+2 types of vege and sup&lt;br /&gt;dinner = rice+egg+2 types of vege and sup&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/301239631997775019-1938794728234046650?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1938794728234046650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=1938794728234046650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1938794728234046650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1938794728234046650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/shes-had-too-much-beer.html' title='She&apos;s Had Too Much Beer?'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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And I so need to change my blog banner...I dunno I think maybe cause it's going to be that time of month..that's why I'm so tired...and I think too much..yup that's bad! Like REALLY bad! And I'm constantly indulging on anime...and manga...And I'm always hungry- wait I'm not, yah and maybe that's because there IS! nothing to eat at home... (sobs..)&lt;br /&gt;Currently reading a manga titled "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Kimi wa petto&lt;/span&gt;" I actually watched the real life acting drama of it. Now I'm reading the manga.&lt;br /&gt;And my dad just bugged me about my msn nickname...Hey..I like it...and the only reason why I put it was because I was hungry not because I was lazy...&lt;br /&gt;Dotz...DOtzz...DOTZZZzzz....&lt;br /&gt;And now his lecturing me on what I write...I wonder if my dad reads my blog hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Nah..I somehow doubt it, his my dad I love him and sometimes I can't stand him..but I know he respects my privacy..My blog is VERY important to me why? Cause it's a place where I can just let it all out...And whoever wants to judge me on my posts well-&lt;br /&gt;*pats the person on shoulder* I feel sorry for you. Cause I'm just being me.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that you can't handle it.&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/301239631997775019-4223968074420078606?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4223968074420078606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=4223968074420078606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/4223968074420078606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/4223968074420078606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-another-post.html' title='Yes! Another Post!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! Dead/Alive✮</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00878694385618406469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SNc3jmNQOOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lhq5nZQxVho/S220/2008-09-21-25063+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-301239631997775019.post-5782441622850387756</id><published>2008-06-13T10:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:25:20.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JenN&apos;s Emo-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood = Unknown'/><title type='text'>Secret Stash Of Chocolate</title><content type='html'>I think that every girl needs it...or ice cream as long as it's chocolate flavor or chocolate chip we should always have some of it hidden; cause you never know when you might really need it. Guys might not understand why cause I guess it's all on how they deal with their heart...Well different people have different ways of dealing with certain emotions...and eating chocolate for me is more or less the safest way to make me feel better when I'm depress...well it's better than getting drunk till you puke your guts out, or blasting music and slicing yourself right? Violent..I know but it works for some people. Chocolate helps most girl deal with certain heart aches...it's not a cure..it's like a drug, the taste of it helps you forget what your feeling for a moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something comes up to make type this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy that I have friends that have found that special someone in their lives and their really happy now right? Well I am..just- guess a part of me is sad for myself...There I go again...bullshitting as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had  a TINY vanilla flavor muffin..and an apple; for breakfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-5782441622850387756?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/5782441622850387756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=5782441622850387756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5782441622850387756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/5782441622850387756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/secret-stash-of-chocolate.html' title='Secret Stash Of Chocolate'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Two cube size slices of it. Don't think it's THAT fattening or unhealthy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner...home cook meal yup! Mom's a great cook, I had less then 1 and a half scoop of rice, vege (Broccoli yummy~) and steamed fish (it's always steam fish.) Ahh~ sounds healthy doesn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all I can post for now...since my parent's are harassing me to do the dishes...cause they just ate finish..this is ridiculous on how their constantly rushing and nagging gawd! I don't nag and constantly harass them for things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Just finish a novel titled &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"A man's guide to the woman's bathroom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-6663600565039077554?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/6663600565039077554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=6663600565039077554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6663600565039077554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/6663600565039077554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/lunch-dinner.html' title='Lunch &amp; Dinner'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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We like being praised for our looks and ideas...And seriously it doesn't matter how "tough", "emo" or robotic some girls tend to be deep inside their soft; like mush mellow soft...And if we're not careful, we might just fall for someone. But here's the thing that separates females from male, you see males well most of them when they tend to fall for a girl easily and fall out of them as well; they move on real fast. But for us females it's a little different, we don't forget so easily..we always find good things about the male to hold on to, we don't give up on them that easily; which unfortunately isn't always a good thing. And the thing that really sucks for me right now is I think my crush on someone might just grow into more than a crush..and the person I thought I REALLY like...might just vanish without me realizing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-2529264000821999886?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2529264000821999886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=2529264000821999886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2529264000821999886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2529264000821999886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-no.html' title='Oh No...'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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YES MY ROOM &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS &lt;/span&gt;MESSY SO ALL THE MORE REASONS FOR NO ONE TO TOUCH MY THINGS! I COME BACK FROM NS AND I CAN'T EVEN FIND WHAT I NEED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-1829261524093000939?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1829261524093000939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=1829261524093000939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1829261524093000939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1829261524093000939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-are-my-things.html' title='Where Are MY THINGS!!!!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Zero! Nada! Like for real..Well we do have healthy oat meal biscuits from IKO which taste so GOOD! And there's Kuai Leng Kou in the fridge..mom just made it the other day..well lunch I guess mom's buying some hawker food..yah..not  exactly healthy..owell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yah...parents pissed me off this morning it's both sides fault I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;And Ben Barnes from The Chronicels Of Narnia 2: Prince Caspian; acted in STARDUST! As Tristan's father when he was young! Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-911886890195472935?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/911886890195472935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=911886890195472935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/911886890195472935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/911886890195472935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-morning.html' title='What a morning...'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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I didn't really eat much trying to loose weight...there's this insane pressure to be skinny and fit into clothes I mean those bloody designers design clothes for sticks with boobies! So in a way I feel the pressure to loose lot's of weight just to look good in what I wear...going to start exercising tomorrow...HAVE-TO! Since I can't afford to go to gym yet..Although someone did ask me if I wanted her Fitness First membership although honestly I don't think I'm ready to step into the big bad world and start being independent and doing stuff like these myself...great my mom off the fan! It's HOT for crying out loud! And I finally grew the guts to call Clara International Institute...it's not that hard..guess it is kind of for me since I'm so use to being pretty anti-social..gosh what's wrong with me! But I'm force to learn to grow up and be independent at my own slow pace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with Christine was great..I always have a great time with her..I can just say anything with her..no fear of being judge and she'll always smile and laugh along..in a way she knows me better than I know myself...At one point I guess I felt alone cause she started college and she became so busy and I was just sitting at home being stress out putting on weight and gaming, blogging, asking around about hair styling and make up...and she just didn't really have to time to be there for me as she used to..I guess I sort of depended on her too much but after going NS..I guess it was a good thing after all..I'm still a wimp that's for sure..but I learned to deal with my loneliness...and sometimes I'm just numb but I sort of realize...thanks to romance novels..crazy I know..but bff's don't have to ALWAYS call you to maintain a great relationship...the fact that they even bother to call once in awhile is good enough...the fact that they even think about you means they are ur bff! Like for REAL! I'm glad to have you Christine..God bless you girl..God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks did me and Christine good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-4068171824601635331?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4068171824601635331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=4068171824601635331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/4068171824601635331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/4068171824601635331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/lunch-with-christine-etc.html' title='Lunch With Christine etc'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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I'm sure everyone feels the same...I know I'm not alone but in a way I am alone...It's not another phase in life..I know I need to do something to feel good about myself...I hated it at National Service..but when I come home...I don't feel the love..I don't feel wanted in a way..I feel like I'm a burden...and their throwing hints of expectation of hopes and dreams that they want fulfilled..I don't know if I am able to do those things...I'm not like those kids who are blessed with talent who don't seem to have a lazy bone in them..I wish I was like them..honestly I do..but I'm not..and no matter how much I wish I could be like them I can't, sometimes I feel like I've let them down...sometimes I hate them for turning me into what I am..I know what I want..at least I thought I did...but what I want..isn't what they want..someone ones told me that you have to be selfish to get what you want sometimes...but their selfishness over shadows mine...I don't blame them for everything...sometimes I do..sometimes I don't...sometimes I feel more hurt than love...but most of the time all I feel is rage..wrath...maybe it's from the hurts in the past..betrayal of friendship..sometimes at night when I'm alone the same conversation from a lost friend keeps playing in my head...I know sounds like something from TV..but it is exactly how it feels...I can still remember how naive I was...and how she sounded..she knew what she was talking about and she knew how the world was even at a young age..I just wanted to believe that everything was really that simple but it's not. And now I know...and I know it's only going to get worst..but already I feel numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Every time I hear this song..it gives me chills..not necessarily a bad thing..but it also gives me a sense of comfort..cause the lyrics is exactly how we all feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Linkin Park - Numb video (lyrics below)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5Oi4R-jSoA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_5Oi4R-jSoA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;feeling so faithless&lt;br /&gt;lost under the surface&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you're expecting of me&lt;br /&gt;put under the pressure&lt;br /&gt;of walking in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]&lt;br /&gt;every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've&lt;br /&gt;become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;become so tired&lt;br /&gt;so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this&lt;br /&gt;all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;is be more like me&lt;br /&gt;and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't you see that you're smothering me&lt;br /&gt;holding too tightly&lt;br /&gt;afraid to lose control&lt;br /&gt;cause everything that you thought I would be&lt;br /&gt;has fallen apart right in front of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]&lt;br /&gt;every step that I take is another mistake to you&lt;br /&gt;[caught in the undertow / just caught in the undertow]&lt;br /&gt;and every second I waste is more than I can take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've&lt;br /&gt;become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;become so tired&lt;br /&gt;so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this&lt;br /&gt;all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;is be more like me&lt;br /&gt;and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;I may end up failing too&lt;br /&gt;But I know&lt;br /&gt;You were just like me with someone disappointed in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've&lt;br /&gt;become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;become so tired&lt;br /&gt;so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this&lt;br /&gt;all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;is be more like me&lt;br /&gt;and be less like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Is everything what you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;I've become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Is everything what you want me to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-7852534291576951830?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/7852534291576951830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=7852534291576951830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7852534291576951830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/7852534291576951830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/numb.html' title='Numb'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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The movie is hilariously entertaining! It's a show that's great for the kids and the family..And I like the moral of the story...And I got to watch the show with Christine which was AWESOME! And Gosh I miss popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Craving for chocolate Conetto McFlurry&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/301239631997775019-3876609439692526006?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/3876609439692526006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=3876609439692526006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3876609439692526006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/3876609439692526006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/kung-fu-panda.html' title='Kung Fu Panda!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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So after the stylist bleached my hair me, Stephanie and the auntie figured hey why not just leave it the color it is since it turned out nice...and now my dad's nagging the shit out of me later~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-8278486411431874516?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8278486411431874516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=8278486411431874516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8278486411431874516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8278486411431874516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-gold-wth.html' title='It&apos;s GOLD! WTH!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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(Annoyed post)</title><content type='html'>Well finished my NS program today...would love to talk on and on and on about it but honestly I'm exhausted...I'm extremely tired...And I'm going out with Stephanie tomorrow but right now I feel like punching her...I'm cranky o yes I am SUPER CRANKY! And Adam's annoying as usual...Gideon suggest to go somewhere and in the end everyone has to plan it as usual...hmmm...I keep so boost...And one of my friend from NS english is well...yah bad...so damn hard to communicate with her..and cute Khye? From NS turns out to be an ASS! And I'm so sleepy and I can't f*cking get Stephanie till I'm too damn DU LAN! To even be nice...GAWD! Why do people even have phone's if they don't bother to pick up!!!!!!! Wow...I just got home and already I'm blasting at people. That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;JenN = CRANKY&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/301239631997775019-992656757460985681?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/992656757460985681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=992656757460985681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/992656757460985681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/992656757460985681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally-its-over-annoyed-post.html' title='Finally It&apos;s OVER! (Annoyed post)'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Hey she's not the only moron with a headache alright! I'm tired as well! As the matter of fact I feel like puking right now! And she says I'm lazy! Bullshit! So annoyed! So frus! WHATEVER MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...went out with Stephanie and her sis today...bought a dark purple top from Purple Dots boutique...well at least it's not black lolx...and I still can't decide which color to highlight...haihz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MY GRANDE JAVA CHIP WOOHOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-2589490174510391552?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/2589490174510391552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=2589490174510391552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2589490174510391552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/2589490174510391552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/05/lazy.html' title='Lazy?!'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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I think that's kind of bully honestly...yah, maybe some choices we make may cause us to have a shitty life BUT I don't think for his situation he sort of has a choice...so I think it's pretty unfair for them to judge him like this...but yet again that's their personal point of view...I believe that God allows us to struggle for many reason and one of those reason is so that when all this has passed we'll be stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sneezing all morning BAH!&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/301239631997775019-8910328778140473228?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/8910328778140473228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=8910328778140473228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8910328778140473228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/8910328778140473228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/05/disagree.html' title='Disagree?'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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We had a great time and well..Angeline, Nelly and myself got something...I was actually planning to get myself a M.A.C lip gloss; it's actually reddish brown you can't really see the color clearly cause well the picture is taken from my webcam...well I pretty much realize what a Drama Queen I can be and that kind of irritates me and you know what? I am a Queen Of Babble...that's pretty much the reason why my sis got me the novel Queen Of Babble in the first place...anyway I hope I get my allowance from NS asap cause I need the money! And I so need to chill more bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SDAWIt02_zI/AAAAAAAAAqg/rOUJ-1lSu10/s1600-h/2008-05-18-38734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SDAWIt02_zI/AAAAAAAAAqg/rOUJ-1lSu10/s400/2008-05-18-38734.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201681908608991026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SDAWI902_0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/J2gBVQK0LJ8/s1600-h/2008-05-18-38771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDY0G3mzVuc/SDAWI902_0I/AAAAAAAAAqo/J2gBVQK0LJ8/s400/2008-05-18-38771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201681912903958338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE M.A.C!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-4944699421109371469?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/4944699421109371469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=4944699421109371469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/4944699421109371469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/4944699421109371469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-out.html' title='A Day Out'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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Well it's either people tell me or I hear them from some back stabbing bitches and jerks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ Snob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doesn't mean sometimes I tend to not speak with the "la"s and with the Malaysia slang and I end up having some American accent means I'm faking it...well I'm trying to speak PROPER english! And it's not my fault if I end up speaking with some american accent which I don't even realize I do sometimes...but I tend to speak differently with different people. But that doesn't mean I'm a snob as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ Goth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone has their emo moments, but that doesn't make me a goth even though at one point my nicknames and in game names were either GothicPunk or GoThSx..means I worship satan, slice my wrist and go around embracing death..gosh! Every teenager goes through a certain phrase! And, so what if I find goths some what interesting..besides majority of them are artistic and very talented in poetry and are vegans! And I like gothic style...well not all but certain type..those with a hint of goth glam and Lolita's HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ Boyfriend stealer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have never stolen anyones boyfriend and I have no idea how to..doesn't mean I happen to date my bff's ex makes me a boyfriend stealer that's absolute bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/301239631997775019-1819003965378419617?l=black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/feeds/1819003965378419617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=301239631997775019&amp;postID=1819003965378419617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1819003965378419617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/301239631997775019/posts/default/1819003965378419617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://black-feathers-and-roses.blogspot.com/2008/05/msunderstood.html' title='M!sunderstood'/><author><name>✮WANTED! 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