<?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-11503033</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:53:32.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>preciouscommodity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-116485602913555613</id><published>2006-11-30T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T11:43:06.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK SCHMUCK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I DON'T WISH TO &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; REDRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so don't judge me when you don't know me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;VIVA LASALLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;flames to dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;lovers to friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;why do all good things come to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-116485602913555613?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/116485602913555613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=116485602913555613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/116485602913555613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/116485602913555613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck-schmuck.html' title='FUCK SCHMUCK.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-116438861477860773</id><published>2006-11-25T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T04:15:25.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish me away from here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I'M NOT LIKE REGULAR MOMS. I'M A &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; MOM!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Since almost everybody's questioning my sanity and level of written intellect in unison, i shall TRY to simplify (or, in the local mongrel-lingo, "i &lt;em&gt;wun &lt;/em&gt;use&lt;em&gt; sho &lt;/em&gt;many&lt;em&gt; cheem cheem &lt;/em&gt;words&lt;em&gt; liaozxzx worrhs! cutiexpwincessgongzhupinky&lt;/em&gt; shit."), this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays hit me like a giant yellow schoolbus. It made me think of how life, as we know it, is just another ASININE, mono-syllabic deja vu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OH WAIT! HEY? I'VE BEEN THROUGH THIS SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;One thing about me. I see life as an airport brimming with arivals and departures. This, in turn, leaves me breaking down in the inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;So here're some things i'm &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;brooding&lt;/span&gt; about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"IF THEY COME AND GO, WHY DO I STILL FEEL WHAT I'M FEELING NOW?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WOW. IF I FEEL THIS WAY, THIS SHOWS THAT SHE MEANS A LOT TO ME. OH, THAT BITCH STOLE MY HEART."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHY DO THEY HAVE EVERYTHING?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHAT IS THE CATALAYST TO LOVE?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"DID SHE LOSE THE BATTLE?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"AM I WHAT THEY ARE, IN MY HEART?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"YES. I'VE BEEN THERE, AND I'VE DONE THAT. BUT IT DOESN'T MEAN THAT I HAVE TO LIKE IT."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WE'RE LIKE ISLANDS DRIFTING ON SEPERATE CURRENTS."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"FRIENDS FOREVER.. .. RIGHT."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"SHIT. I REALLY CAN'T BELIEVE I SAID THIS: IF THE 2008 OLYMPICS IS GONNA BE IN BEIJING, WHERE'S 2007'S GONNA BE HELD?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"THIS SELF IMAGE/INFERIORITY COMPLEX THING, HAS TO GO. SERIOUSLY."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHY DO YOU REMIND ME OF THOSE PEOPLE?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'M TURNING INTO HER.. .. SHIT."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I SHOULDN'T HAVE WATCHED TENACIOUS D."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"SHOULD I CHANGE MY HAIRSTYLE?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I WANT DARREN'S REVOLTAGE BAG IN WHITE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"IS DARYL GONNA CALL ME?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"SEX SMEX!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"EW. THAT TAIWAN AJ!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"HE SO TRIMMED HIS BROW.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"EW, MY NAIL BEDS SUCK."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WILL THAT IDIOT DARREN FALL ASLEEP BEFORE CONFERENCING AGAIN?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHY AREN'T PEOPLE REPLYING TO THE TEXT MESSAGES I SENT THEM."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I HAVE REALLY BAD BREATH IN THE MORNING"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I WILL SO MISS HER. SERIOUSLY."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"OH MY GODDY GOD. THIS BETTER NOT BE ANOTHER SECONDARY-SCHOOL-FRIEND-DRAMA OKAY. I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THAT SHIT."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"TUNA. I NEED TUNA."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WILL STARBUCKS REALLY EMBRACE DIVERSITY?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"OH MY GOD. LET THE OSCTRACISM BEGIN."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHAT IS SHE GONNA DO?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHAT IS DARYL DOING NOW.. GROSS."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"HANNAH!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I SO NEED RETAIL THERAPY NOW."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I SO DO NOT SPEAK WITH AN ACCENT &lt;em&gt;LARH&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;"WILL I BE REMEMBERED BY PEOPLE?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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here.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-116422612896364297</id><published>2006-11-23T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T04:24:08.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't intoxicate me with Deja Vus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the wee hours of the morning,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with only my despondency as my awning,&lt;br /&gt;the sun sets after a vivid dawn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like time and tide,&lt;br /&gt;and the days of old.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I embrace the night's solitude,&lt;br /&gt;oh-so cold,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with only the warm vehemence of hope i hold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A civilisation lost,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a species found,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I question Divine Providence to some may sound profound.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where arrivals and departures take their own orbit,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am but a black drop of ink on a white sheet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a lonely soul marooned on an island,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where parallel lines don't meet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For this is the haunting melody I sing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so these are the words you hear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With the pain of my pining heart being torn apart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I bear,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where only the cosmos will meliorate my entire&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/11503033-116422612896364297?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/116422612896364297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=116422612896364297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/116422612896364297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/116422612896364297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-intoxicate-me-with-deja-vus.html' title='don&apos;t intoxicate me with Deja Vus.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-116327073497578154</id><published>2006-11-11T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:50:29.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAD WORLD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEARS ARE FILLING UP MY CHAMPAGNE &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;, FOR THERE IS NO TOMORROW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The very things I preach about are the very things that dichotomizes me. If given a choice, I'd drown my sorrows with absolution. But yet, I'm still sitting where I'm at now, waiting for divine intervention. I believe that there's a charlatan in every one of us; the very things that we choose to conform to. Which may be derisory to some people. But to me the things that i conform to; my very belief system; my ideology, is, unfortunately, uncomprehensible to many and stored behind a flood gate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I used to think that no one understood me. That is until i came to LaSalle. I wouldn't say that people now, understand me. But i feel that the environment that i'm in now, accepts what I've come to senses with. Beaneath this blithe disposition lies a highly complex mind, with a slight nod to despondency. Being in the reality that we're in now, is like being in a reality television show with Divine Providence as it's Executive Producer and it's audience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We all change due to the need for adaptation. It's weird how I'd rather lose myself than to express and let the world see the real me. For those of you who think that you know who i am, back in secondary school, think again. People in LaSalle, don't be too smug and complacent either. You think you know me, but truth is, you don't. For the few that know me, congragulations! You've got yourself a Mermaid. And for the even fewer lot of you who know the REAL me, an even louder round of applause! You've got yourself a burden. So is it safe to say that I'm only myself to a sprinkling lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, they know who they are. And I'd like to express my heartfelt grattitude towards them. But there are still things that i choose to safe guard within the walls of my flood gate. These things are undeniably emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We do everything for Love. Everything we do, leads to, Love. I choose to believe that. Since my time in LaSalle, I've realised that I'm deeply emotional and i get affected by trivial things around me. These things could either put me up high on a pedestal or plummet me down into the depths of worriment misery. These are the things that i still choose to keep behind my great within - even to that sprinkling lot I call Le Destroyers and another category that i've yet to confer due to sexual orientation issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sensitivity aside, I feel that I've grown into a more spiritual person as opposed to religious. Currently, my impression of people in LaSalle went under a drastic modulation. Some people still are the way they were as I left them in my previous post. But some some people did change for the worse. Like what I've said above: "You think you know me, but truth is, you don't.", in mind, i swore to myself never to make the same mistake again. The mistake of judging people. That is, if i could avert it of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But if our ways of recognition; our relationship, is warped, would you still see an analogy when the closest friends became family and family becomes the closest friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh but who am I to play &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;udiciary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-116327073497578154?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/116327073497578154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=116327073497578154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/116327073497578154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/116327073497578154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/11/mad-world_11.html' title='MAD WORLD.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-115589391822285364</id><published>2006-08-18T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T09:27:58.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKE ME AWAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYONE HAS PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY. SOME PEOPLE JUST DON'T HAVE THE &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FILM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a few months ago, i was sitting right where i'm now at. Blogging about the melancholy i was feeling. I was hoping for someone besides Divine Providence to extradicate me from my emotional wreakage. But NOW, to hell with those feelings because running away from those feelings' like stopping nature's clock-work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You see, Time is one funny thing. It has a certain effect on us ALL. This effect takes on all forms of irony and coincidences. I too, try my very best to forget about despondency. But Time, Time Oh Time! Like the Devil scantily clad in Prada, she has us, ALL on her leash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am sure that there isn't always a plausible scientific explanation to everything for the creations of Lady Bitch; Time. In this case, Deja vus. Not surprisingly ironic because entering a whole new environment that has allusions at every nook and cranny was already a prick in the behind for me! That strange but awfully familiar feeling is hard to elude. It's like you have this bizarre impression of having experienced something before. And now, school is just another redeuplication. From aquaintances to the environment and all it's grim pre-pubescence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a long and excruciating interim, school has finally started and with it, the mandatory making of new friends and exchanging of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;correspondences. School isn't just another cupcake on a fat boy's plate which he then voraciously downs with pleasure at the drop of a heck! Being a juvenile at heart, i too understand that school is a place of irreverent juvenility. Alexius and i went into our usual meltdowns when we found out that we were posted to different classes. The one fear that i always have is the loss of someone familiar in a new environment. I reckon, we ALL have that insecurity buried in that cold, cold, heart of ours. I thought to myself that i wouldn't be able make new aquaintances if i just keep to myself. I took the first move and made myself three new BOSOM-buddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hannah Banana, Miss Double J, and Ria Natreesha Folicia Monicha Bonifa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like scenes from a High School drama, my class is divided into cliques. One thing i learnt from my class, that it's a BITCHY BITCHY BITCHY WORLD that we live in and that first impressions don't really count. Some people weren't as nice as i thought they'd be. There are people who are sarcastic, curt, monosyllabic and sardonic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ell it only takes one to know one. Which means that i too, am part of the above categorization. But they are also people with values so PURE and divine that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, they become Heaven worthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n conclusion, i made many worthy aquaintences. Too many to name. In fact, i made friends with a person who speaks French (so that means i'm not the only CHIENNE) and i also found a friend in a fellow animal lover cum avid blogger.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So the TOUGH-AS-NAILS people that are still on pending (which i have no idea why) are, the androgynous/Dior Homme/Hedi Slimane worthy creation, and that girl who just stepped out of Teen Vogue. Both, FASHION WORTHY. I guess i have to stop being that chienne mauvaise that everyone loathes. OR. NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So until the next &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;entry, i'll leave with a quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" Stop trying to run away from your past, because that little BITCH will catch up with you and grab you from your ass! Instead, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IT BABY! "&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/11503033-115589391822285364?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/115589391822285364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=115589391822285364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/115589391822285364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/115589391822285364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/08/take-me-away.html' title='TAKE ME AWAY.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-115177791045734390</id><published>2006-07-02T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T09:17:22.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>androgyny is the new straight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I BOUGHT &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;NEEDA&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BECAUSE EVERYONE ELSE HAS ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" HI. MY NAME IS &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LYNN&lt;/span&gt;. AND I'M 12.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I ASPIRE TO BE A FAMOUS RAP ARTISTE (much to the chagrin of my family) DEALING WITH THE CHANTING OF RHYMING LYRICS WITH A SYNCOPATED, REPETITIVE RHYTHM SIMILAR TO THAT OF EMINEM AND LINKIN PARK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT NOT EVERYONE HAS SIMILAR INTERESTS LIKE ME. MY FAMILY THINK OF ME AS AN ACADEMIC PRODIGY BUT A MUSICAL DISASTER.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY ONLY FRIEND IS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAO GONG&lt;/em&gt;, MY GOLDEN BEANIE DOG. 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BUY AN &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;NEEDA&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2. INSTALL THE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;NEEDA&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; PROGRAMME INTO YOUR COMPUTER (both Mac and Windows compatible).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 3. KEY IN YOUR PREFERENCES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 4. SELECT YOUR &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;NEEDA&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;'s GENDER AND RACE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 5. CONNECT YOUR TEMPLES TO THE USB PORT OF YOUR COMPUTER VIA THE GIVEN CABLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 6. NOW WHAT'S LEFT IS FOR YOU TO SLEEP AND LET THE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;NEEDA&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; PROGRAMME TO WORK IT'S WONDER ON A SUBCONSCIOUS LEVEL WHEN YOU'RE ASLEEP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW ISN'T THAT EASY?! IF MY SEVEN YEAR OLD COUSIN CAN CREATE HER PERFECT &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;BARBIE&lt;/span&gt; FAIRY &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;MERMAID&lt;/span&gt; PRINCESS&lt;/span&gt; DREAM-TIME COMPANION, YOU CAN TOO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CALL AND TALK TO OUR not-necessarily-FRIENDLY OPERATORS NOW AT &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1900-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;264-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DE&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR FIRST 61 CALLERS WILL GET AN &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;NEED&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;NEEDA&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; EXPANSION SET, AND A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;GHETT&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-INSPIRED BLING, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;NEEDA&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; COMES IN TWO DIFFERENT BRAIN CAPACITIES TO CATER TO THE MASSES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10G&lt;/span&gt;B FOR THE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ENTAL&lt;/span&gt;LY CHALLENGED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20G&lt;/span&gt;B FOR THE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEVERELY &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ERANGE&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW, WE CAN ALL DREAM THE UN-DREAM-ABLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;NEEDA&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;NEEDA&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; are registered trademarks of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Brain&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The same &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EXCITING&lt;/span&gt; people who brought you the book, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;andbags &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;rimal &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;diots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, and the docu-drama, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What Were They &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thinking?!&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;F.F.W (Famous Foot-baller Wives) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**RESULTS MY VARY DUE TO BRAIN INACTIVITY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE'S WHAT A SATISFIED CUSTOMER HAD TO SAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" HI. MY NAME IS &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NONE OF YOUR CONCERN&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND AFTER A WHOLE 35 YEARS OF SEARCHING IN VAIN, I FINALLY MANAGED TO CREATE MY SPECIAL PSYCHOTIC SOULMATE OF MY DREAMS WITH THE HELP OF iNEEDALIFE!! COME MEET &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAO GONG&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE IS A MIX OF A BALD BUT NOT BALDING ZAC EFFRON WITH PORTUGUESE, SPANISH AND ENGLISH HERITAGE WHO PLAYS THE SPORT THAT INVOLVES ELEVEN MUDDY AND SWEATY GUYS CHASING AFTER A BALL. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND TEOH LOVES ME FOR WHO I AM. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND TRUST ME. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT IS NOT EASY TO LOVE A GIRL THAT IS SENSITIVE TO LIGHT, SOUND AND RODENTS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A GIRL THAT HAS A CONSTANT ADORATION FOR &lt;em&gt;TEH PENG&lt;/em&gt; AND WHOSE FAVOURITE PHRASES ARE "SHUT UP!", "YOU'RE RETARDED, YOU KNOW THAT??" AND "TISSUE" BUT MY ALL-TIME FAVOURITE IS "STOP SNORING!!". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A GIRL WHO ALSO HAS A LOVE-HATE RELATIONSHIP WITH THE SHOW IN GOOD COMPANY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MY &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. THANK YOU &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;NEEDA&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;! GOING TO SLEEP WAS ALWAYS A PAIN, UNTIL NOW!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-115177791045734390?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/115177791045734390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=115177791045734390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/115177791045734390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/115177791045734390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/07/androgyny-is-new-straight.html' title='androgyny is the new straight.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-114759066849873572</id><published>2006-05-14T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T19:33:38.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever. i have nothing for a title.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF BARBIE WAS THAT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;, WHY DO PEOPLE STILL BOTHER BUYING HER FRIENDS..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So it was a long time since i updatted. Whatever, go deal with it. The reason I decided to blog about my SOON-TO-BE-FABULOUS LIFE today is due to the fact that i have plenty of time to kill because my itinerary ended after church today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I realised that friends whom you label as your B.F.F (Best Friend Forever) can just drift away at the snap of your fingers. I've been rather melancholic about my predicament lately. I was engrossed in reading up my previous entries last night. Those entries were filled with innocence. I was so naive to think that what i had, then, would always withstand the transtition of time. Sometimes i think to myself, how gratifying it would be to me, if time stood still at senior year in secondary school. Where friends share a close-knit relationship, where they stood by each other, and where they depended on each other. Since I knew it is an inevitable fact that we would go our seperate ways after secondary school, living in denial was never the option. I only allow myself to be caught up in a reverie of time, long past. The term B.F.F (or in my terms, they were fondly labelled as Byotches.) is seriously overrated unless you really mean it. I know that only a miserable few meant it, maybe only one? It's funny how you prioritise your friends. They fall into different categories, like, Byotches, Friends, and even Acquaintances. These are just part of your own ideology. Your Byotches might think otherwise. You might fall into a completely contrasted group when compared to the group you placed this friend of yours in. Just like how you only choose to confide in someone you knew since the start of your secondary school life, than someone whom you only knew for a brief year or two. Of course there ARE exceptions. There is is instantaneous "click" when you're conversing with another person whom you just met. To me, when this "click" happens, that person i am talking to is a friend worth keeping. This is just how i think. People might tell you this, &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Aiya, school hasn't started for you yet. When school starts, you're bound to make new friends and&lt;/em&gt; DITCH/FORSAKE/FORGET(i forgot the ACTUAL term they used)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; Leaving me to think that since school started for them and they made new friends and all, it's written in the stars that they DITCH-ed/FORSAKE-ed/FORGET-ed(okay once again, i forgot the ACTUAL term they used). It is, afterall, what they said to me right? So here i am, in a futile wait for reciprocation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A wise person once told me that it is just a part of Life. Because what you're going through now is a completely diverse phase when compared to your friend's. So I can really relate to that. My Grandmother also once said that if you happen to meet an aquaintence whom you you lost contact with, twenty years down the road, you're destined to be friends. Only this time, friends FOREVER. I must really hand it to my Grandmother to come with these words infused with wisdom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh and P.S. When you're feeling down, listening to sad songs will STILL fail to solve things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SO THERE YOU HAVE IT. YOU &lt;strong&gt;SURVIVED&lt;/strong&gt; MY LATEST ENTRY!&lt;/span&gt;&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/11503033-114759066849873572?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/114759066849873572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=114759066849873572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114759066849873572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114759066849873572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/05/whatever-i-have-nothing-for-title.html' title='whatever. i have nothing for a title.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-114520351877583105</id><published>2006-04-16T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:52:24.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COSY IN THE ROCKET.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES... THERE IS ALWAYS LIGHT AT THE END OF EVERY TUNNEL, JUST PRAY HARD IT'S NOT A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm back from my stay at my &lt;strong&gt;AB-FAB/KICK-CELLULITE-FREE-ASS COUSINS'&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So here are some &lt;strong&gt;RANDOM WORDS./PHRASES./THINGS.&lt;/strong&gt; i heard during my stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt;KILL&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;strong&gt;JAIL&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3."&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOU GUOEI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;strong&gt;TOLERANCE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;strong&gt;SHUT UP&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6."&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WILLIAM WANG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;7."&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MOK LIAM TOH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ORHZ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;strong&gt;HELL-HOLE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;strong&gt;RETARDED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;11."&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YE QU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;strong&gt;SCRABBLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;strong&gt;FLOOD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;strong&gt;LAVENDER PILLOW&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;strong&gt;DENIM CARDIGAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;strong&gt;BIG BIG CLAPS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;strong&gt;MOTHER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;strong&gt;FATHER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;19."&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOR TUNG JEONG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;strong&gt;PAPER CROWN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;21.&lt;strong&gt;EVIL. EVIL. EVIL&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;22.&lt;strong&gt;MEAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;23."&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LAM NGAO &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;24.&lt;strong&gt;BALLOON&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;25."&lt;strong&gt;BENG BENG&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;26.&lt;strong&gt;FAINTED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;27.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and THIS WEEK, my &lt;strong&gt;AB-FAB/KICK-CELLULITE-FREE-ASS COUSIN &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;J'ADORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;GUEST WRITES!&lt;br /&gt;MANY MANY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LURRBES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TO HER &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WORHZ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-114520351877583105?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/114520351877583105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=114520351877583105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114520351877583105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114520351877583105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/04/cosy-in-rocket.html' title='COSY IN THE ROCKET.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-114518753928018447</id><published>2006-04-16T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:11:01.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUEST WRITER SHOO, GUEST-WRITES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hey yall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;IM BACK&gt; with a bigger &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;growl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anticipating every word huh. well. this post is gonna be real fall off your seat exciting. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how liyin's scrabble competition totally sucked and we were all just laughing at sailormoon uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes, getting to the point. im going to talk about a very sensitive issue. not religious or racist i assure you.&lt;br /&gt;yes. its about the ELECTION. hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;shit crap. i have no idea what's going on the election. haha. all i know is that chiam see tong is going to win, as enlightened by a friend. and that opposition party is going just LOSE BIG TIME, inferred by myself.&lt;br /&gt;shit. screw it.&lt;br /&gt;hahah i should just talk about myself. like how fabulous i am. and how im putting on 2kg right now, stuffing my face with giant ritz cheese crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sorry for the people featured in the Haig Girls' School gazette. yeah, being erased out and drawn on by a wannabe HOT SHOT fashion designer and a wannabe HOT SHOT rap artist. REAL SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine. so this isnt adriel's usual posting. well, if i tell you that he got abducted by aliens and they made me leave a farewell note on his blog you wouldnt believe me.&lt;br /&gt;SO PLEASE WELCOME TODAY'S FEATURED GUEST WRITER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yours truly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-114518753928018447?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/114518753928018447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=114518753928018447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114518753928018447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114518753928018447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/04/guest-writer-shoo-guest-writes.html' title='GUEST WRITER SHOO, GUEST-WRITES.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-114469305765231379</id><published>2006-04-11T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T12:18:07.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anal about stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;IF AT FIRST YOU DO NOT SUCCEED, THEN MY DEAR, SWIMMING WITH &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; IS NOT YOUR CALLING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay FINE. I know I took a hell-of-a long time to update my blog. SO DEAL WITH IT. Pay attention to the FINER THINGS IN LIFE you &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Oh &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s are these things that i just invented, i still cannot figure out what they are. But HEY, i bet they're good!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So where do I start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll just start with Hosrina. WE'RE &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AGAIN!! (I know, I know, it is a big shocker to me too. I am so damn glad that our feud is O. V. E. R.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Raveena, Hosrina and I, FINALLY -after a 9 month long hiatus, went out together for lunch at Mac's and then to the full dress rehearsal for Speech Day at MPSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Macpherson Secondary's 39th Annual Speech &amp; Prize Giving Day was DEFINITELY one of the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIGHLIGHTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of my life. MY ASS WAS BEING PLANTED AT TABLE C10. I WAS LIKE THE &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SECONDARY FIVE-ER AT THAT TABLE OF 4Es (Okay FINE. I wasn't. BUT WHO CAN BLAME ME WHEN YING WEI AND GUO JIE WERE &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBLIVIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; TO THE FACT THAT I EXISTED -no offence.). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* I MUST SAY. I WAS DECKED OUT IN &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DESIGNER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OKAY (Go visit Miss Chiam's blog to see the pictures i took that VERY &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FATEFUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; NIGHT.)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The theme for this year is "Reaching Beyond...", and the colour is &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So i had to lie about my "thong" being &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. My &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB-FAB/KICK-CELLULITE-FREE-ASS COUSINS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (who were &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FASHIONABLY-LATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.) were my guests. That was really an experience (Not a really pleasant one.) for them, I must say! They were &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBLIVIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to what a student in a neighbourhood school (In my case, a COMMONER) felt. I had a brief chat with Mrs Melinda Cheong (THE ONLY P.E. TEACHER THAT &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!) about weight loss and how her son is in the Higher Mother Toungue stream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I left during Reception 'cause i had a hunch that the food was going to be really bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TRAFFIC WAS A &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KILLER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It took me like 40 minutes to hail an effing cab! Shuyin was constantly complaining about how there is a bug in her cardigan and in her hair. Liyin was like feeling really despondent so broke out into a squealing/&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAKE-CRYING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fit 'cause she claimed that i was being mean to Hosrina and that Malay lady across the street -competing with me for air and a cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Shuyin &amp;amp; Liyin are the above cousins that i described as "&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB-FAB/KICK-&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;CELLULITE&lt;/span&gt;-FREE-ASS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I did not go to church on Sunday 'cause my cousin, Shuyin, probably damaged her snooze button. I celebrated her 14th (YES. BITCHES. SHE'S FOURTEEN NOT 18. SHE'S BLESSED WITH HEIGHT. IT'S &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENETIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.) birthday at Downtown East's Sakura Restaurant. The experience was more of a "eeeeee/what?!/aiyo/bluek" than "mmmmm". My &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HILARIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Aunt Linda drew up a floor plan, which i fondly call The Quickest Way From My Table To The Sashimi Bar. During dinner, in the midst of piling my plate up with buffet, i noticed this girl. She probably forgot that there was a recent invention called a plate. So she was holding two slices of oreo cheesecakes, one in each hand, trying to dodge over-eaters like me blocking the aisle. It spelt disaster. She squeezed the cake too hard (She probably got shocked when she saw me diving into the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;FIREY PIT OF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TORMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which is the prawn fritter platter.), it became de-formed. Then later on I visited the loo. There is this guy in the last cubicle on the right. He was practically whistling at the top of his lungs trying to excrete the bodily waste out of his system. IT WAS REALLY LOUD. LIKE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;REALLY REALLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LOUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Liyin heard it in the Little Girl's Room. OKAY, so after dinner, we went to Suntec City to collect Shuyin's birthday cheesecake from NYDC, before they sent me back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH DID I TELL YOU THAT I WENT TO THE TOPSHOP/TOPMAN SHOW?!!! IT KICKED ASS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So here I am, hormonally-sad because of something is STILL bugging me and nursing a Bad Cup of Raspberry Tea Day, pouring out some snippets of my lame/monotonous/mediocre/soon-to-be-&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; life to you. Be thankful that i haven't forsaken thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Always remember that the lives of others doesn't revolve around your's even if you're Galliano or Christian Dior." -Miss Ho Soon Yeen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-114469305765231379?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/114469305765231379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=114469305765231379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114469305765231379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114469305765231379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/04/anal-about-stuff.html' title='anal about stuff.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-114191683687198915</id><published>2006-03-09T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T23:19:24.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't help it but feel that i am constantly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I could be in the a sea of people but still feel &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or i could be in the heart of bustling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Orchard Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; burried within the great exodus of people and still feel that strong &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;desolation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; slowly consuming me.&lt;br /&gt;I have to walk/talk/act/sit/eat/laugh/breathe in a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pseudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nature.&lt;br /&gt;I am really convinced that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;no one will want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the real me.&lt;br /&gt;The real me that is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;banished from society by ostracism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Even my trusted friends, THE TWO OF THEM, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't know the real me.&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder how long i can carry on living in this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You can call me over sensitive but i think no one is ready to know me and accept me for what i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;trully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; am.&lt;br /&gt;I often seek &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;solace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in wrong avenues.&lt;br /&gt;I feel mediocre even in the company of my friends -The Three of Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;IT IS NO CHILD'S-PLAY BEING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR NOW, I'LL JUST BE THE ADRIEL THAT EVERYONE IS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;FAMILIAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WITH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-114191683687198915?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/114191683687198915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=114191683687198915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114191683687198915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114191683687198915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-cant-help-it-but-feel-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-114140358877548584</id><published>2006-03-03T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:40:23.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haute couture is super fun !</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;DISCLAIMER:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;READER DISCRETION ADVICED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;generous amount of warm fuzzies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;NJOUR &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FA&lt;/span&gt;ITHFUL READERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST GOT BACK FROM WATCHING &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BIG MOMMA'S HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WITH LUQMAN AND ERIC. IF MY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;AUNT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LINDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WATCHED IT, SHE WOULD PROBABLY GO "SLAPSTICK LA!!". SO I CAME HOME AND STARTED CHECKING OUT FOR NEW EMAILS AND MY BLOG FOR TAGS. THEN THIS &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUDDEN WAVE OF WARM FUZZIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SURGED THROUGH ME WHILE I WAS READING MY TOTALLY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;KICK-ASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COUSIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'S BLOG. I THOUGHT TO MYSELF, "I SHOULD STOP FEELING ALONE AND EMBRACE THE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WARM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;FUZZINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I HAD ALL ALONG - MY COUSINS!!". I REALLY HAVE GOD TO THANK FOR MY COUSINS. THEY ARE REALLY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HEAVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-SENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. IT WAS PROBABLY DUE TO THE FACT THAT I NEEDED THE LOVE OF A SIBLING -WHICH I CONSTANTLY YEARN FOR AND WAS DEPRIVED OF. I REALLY FEEL THAT I CAN RELATE TO THEM BECAUSE WE ARE ALL SO CLOSE IN AGE. I REALLY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ADORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; THEM! I REALLY DEVELOPED A SOFT SPOT FOR &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BRAD PITT'S ARDENT FAN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND THAT &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GHETTO BITCH-WANNABE/RAP-ARTISTE-OF-TOMORROW,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;COS WE ARE THE &lt;strong&gt;CLOSEST&lt;/strong&gt; IN AGE. I DON'T SEE THEM AS COUSINS BUT SIBLINGS. I FELT SO TOUCHED WHEN SHOO GAVE ME THE BALLOON ON V'DAY. I KEPT THE NOTE -TO ME THAT FELT SO MEANINGFUL- THAT WAS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;EXPLICITLY STUFFED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; INTO IT. I COULDN'T KEEP THE BALLOON COS THE INK MADE A HUGE MESS ON MY HANDS, COMPUTER TABLE, DRAWINGS. THE BOTH OF THEM ARE &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; THE ONES IN MY FAMILY WHO ENCOURAGED ME TO PURSUE MY DREAMS AND RECOGNISED MY TALENT, WHILE OTHERS THOUGHT IT WAS A COMPLETE WASTE OF TIME. SO IN A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; WAY, I ALSO OWE MY SUCCESS IN ART TO THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; YOU, SH&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; YOU, L&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YOU GIRLS SAW ME WHEN I WAS &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;INVISIBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; TO OTHERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DON'T FEEL DESPONDENT MY &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BITCHES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU KNOW I ALSO &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; MY &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BITCHES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MANY MANY TOO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-114140358877548584?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/114140358877548584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=114140358877548584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114140358877548584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114140358877548584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/03/haute-couture-is-super-fun.html' title='haute couture is super fun !'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-114123688041861760</id><published>2006-03-02T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T09:04:31.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ilovemeandmealone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALWAYS WANTED TO &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAVE A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; VIBRANT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NIGHTLIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, BUT COULD NOT BECAUSE YOU ARE &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDERAGED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALWAYS WANTED TO WATCH THAT &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R21&lt;/span&gt; SHOW ABOUT SEXUALLY CONFUSED LESBIAN CHEFS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OR &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE OTHER SHOW ABOUT A PSYCHOTIC GAY PERSON WHO OWNS A BIG CANDY FACTORY THAT ADVOCATES TOOTH DECAY AND UGLY PEOPLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT COULD NOT BECAUSE YOU ARE &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDERAGED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FRET NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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(&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Plastic Surgery For The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Masses&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the friendly people who ALSO brought you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;BRUNETTES BEHAVING BADLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;( AND CO-PRODUCED BY,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N.A.U.P.A.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Not All Ugly People Are &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-114123688041861760?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/114123688041861760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=114123688041861760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114123688041861760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114123688041861760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/03/ilovemeandmealone.html' title='ilovemeandmealone'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-114045664814186053</id><published>2006-02-21T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T01:57:27.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i even bother to</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EMBRACE THE &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;COLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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OH AND GOD TOO.&lt;br /&gt;hahars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss my bitches.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh.&lt;br /&gt;The release of the Os is like a one way ticket.&lt;br /&gt;THAT DAY, 10th Febuary 2006, is the day that we take our different paths - with only the fond memories of our friendship and environment as our guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRYO ROCKS !!!&lt;/strong&gt; For those of you who are oblivious to the thriving french music scene, TRYO is a french band. Their music is really eclectic - and i &lt;strong&gt;REALLY ADORE&lt;/strong&gt; IT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY AFTER MUCH ANTICIPATION, Angklung finally has her new President! PRESIDENT NORAISHA!!! ALL HAIL QUEEN NORAISHA!!!! And what is left of me after my supreme reign you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELL I AM NOW THE DOWAGER OF ANGKLUNG!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; * breaks out into evil laughter.&lt;br /&gt;just like the Empress Dowager Cixi of China (except sexuality, DUH.)&lt;br /&gt;ANGKLUNG HAS NOW TURNED INTO THE &lt;strong&gt;VIBRANT QING DYNASTY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN A TIME OF REALITY SHOWS, SEX, BOOZE, VIDEOTAPES, PAISELY PRINTS, BALLOON SKIRTS, PLUSH TOYS, FAUX FUR, DECIET, HIGH FASHION, and PURPLE DINOSAURS,&lt;br /&gt;ITS IMPORTANT TO KNOW THAT PLASTIC SURGERY, BOTOX AND COLLAGEN ARE NOT EVIL !!!!&lt;br /&gt;MEOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-114027218407529103?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/114027218407529103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=114027218407529103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114027218407529103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/114027218407529103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/02/jadore-dior.html' title='j&apos;adore dior'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113872420110017243</id><published>2006-01-31T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T00:16:41.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling nostalgic.</title><content type='html'>my warmest greetings to my faithful readers (and the not so faithful ones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm home after a swim today at my aunt's. it was the CNY celebrations Part Deux! hahars! and it'll soon be a trilogy 'cause there'll be another gathering at my aunt Marjorie's. i came home and started to catch up on some of my friend's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to Hosrina's blog. i miss her... . but i know what i am feeling now aren't mutual. i read all her blog updates... . and to Hosrina (if you're reading my blog) - well TO-ME-AT-LEAST , you are not forgotten. believe it or not, Angklung still needs you! she still needs as much help she will get. the CNY performance isn't great. so if you do read my blog, please know that i'm sorry, i miss you, you're not forgotten (OF COURSE LAH! YOU'RE NOT DEAD LEH!), and Angklung still needs you.&lt;br /&gt;practice is as usual. Wednesdays and Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once a friend is always a friend (this doesn't imply to freaks whose ideologies revolve around racism- SO WHAT IF YOU HAVE A MALAY FRIEND?! you are what you are).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113872420110017243?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113872420110017243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113872420110017243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113872420110017243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113872420110017243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/01/feeling-nostalgic.html' title='feeling nostalgic.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113864022578548099</id><published>2006-01-31T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T00:57:05.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the THIRD day of the Lunar New Year.</title><content type='html'>the year of the Dog is a TOTAL BITCH! well literally. okay so i spent my new year eve having reunion dinner. dinner sucks!! it totally does!!! gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say that my "ang-pow" collection is HUMBLE. i finally can get that cut+colour+perm i've ALWAYS WANTED!!!! yipee! and also i wanna get that tote that Adilah has that SCREAMS ATTENTION!!!! oh my glittery stars! i can't wait for Angklung on Wednesday. i so wanna "pergi jalan" and get the tote after Angklung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh YES! and i chatted with Miss Chiam for a while.. its so nice to finally see her in school. AND SHE WAS A SPECTATOR BUT DID NOT WATCH MY PERFORMANCE. HOW NICE... hmm. okay so she has a blog( i know. thats a SURPRISE to me too. ). i so have to link her! she was so sweet to link me! there are some teachers that i categorise under the "nice-to-me" section... and she happenes to be one of the unfortunate ones! hahars! many many muacks to you , miss chiam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cynics of the world are ruthless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113864022578548099?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113864022578548099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113864022578548099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113864022578548099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113864022578548099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/01/third-day-of-lunar-new-year_31.html' title='the THIRD day of the Lunar New Year.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113837978912117823</id><published>2006-01-27T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T00:36:29.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the asian hall of shame.</title><content type='html'>EVIL PUFFINS are not evil.&lt;br /&gt;DONALD TRUMP is not balding.&lt;br /&gt;JENNIFER ANNISTON is a tramp.&lt;br /&gt;MICHEAL JACKSON is innocent.&lt;br /&gt;POST-ITs are a staple diet for people in Norwegia.&lt;br /&gt;STUFFED MONKEYS are not inanimate.&lt;br /&gt;JESSICA SIMPSON has a Phd for Medicine from Harvard.&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTIAN DIOR is not gay.&lt;br /&gt;TYRA BANKS' boobs are fake.&lt;br /&gt;PIGS can fly.&lt;br /&gt;MICROWAVE-OVENs are super fun.&lt;br /&gt;I AM BEING MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;we all have to stop wallowing in lies and deceit beacause compromising ourselves to be liked sounds so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;well i know i am trying to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh.&lt;br /&gt;t'was a tiring day today.&lt;br /&gt;had a YUCKY CNY performance.&lt;br /&gt;got over it.&lt;br /&gt;had brunch with Ms Faridah at Delifrance.&lt;br /&gt;came home and started to stone.&lt;br /&gt;i must say, i am starting to miss my two furry biatches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yipee. CNY's two days away. i can't wait to chill at my kick-ass cousins' !&lt;br /&gt;vermicelli and wings. yumm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113837978912117823?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113837978912117823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113837978912117823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113837978912117823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113837978912117823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/01/asian-hall-of-shame.html' title='the asian hall of shame.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113829679361312381</id><published>2006-01-27T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T01:35:05.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free of mediocracy.</title><content type='html'>LABEL JARS, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL CANS, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL BOXES, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL OPTICAL MOUSES, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL SILICON, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL CARDS, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL WEBSITES, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL DENTURES, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL STUFFED ANIMALS, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL PROJECT SUPERSTAR, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL FAKE PLASTIC MICE, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL SCONES, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;LABEL MICHEAL JACKSON, NOT PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling only my kick-ass cousin ( i love ya !!!! ) reads my blog and tags it .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113829679361312381?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113829679361312381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113829679361312381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113829679361312381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113829679361312381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/01/free-of-mediocracy.html' title='free of mediocracy.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113820688530068657</id><published>2006-01-26T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T00:34:45.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day flew by in vain.</title><content type='html'>my day was really hectic . first - angklung . i mean i don't really have the extra oomph to jump start my spark-plug for performing on the CNY . i'm no longer part of this school ( SO PROUD TO NOT BE PART OF IT ANYMORE !!!! ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH ! what the heck , i'll just do it la . i mean if it benefits the orchestra , i mean why not ... . i have no idea why i was in such a terrible mood today ( or maybe its just the time-of-the-month ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT NOT EASY BEING ME. i have to be in like a constant battle with what the world comprehends of me . i hate it so so much . lamentations fill my everyday life ... . low self esteem , no one to talk to , no one to understand me for what i really am ... yeah i know , its totally tragic .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so back to today , yeah it was angklung before going to bugis for food then finally back home . GUESS WHO I SAW ON THE BUS TODAY ?! i saw Muhaimin .. its been ages since i saw him ( the last time was at prom ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaheerah finally logged onto Friendster and updated her profile ... ( yipee ..... NOT. ) yeah i am so glad for her that she found someone new ... . the only people i can really really REALLY talk to is like Seema and Luqman . well even close friends can drift apart like massive glaciers breaking up into smaller icebergs . i can only say , treasure what you have now , 'cause you don't know when " it " ends . its weird .. we were so close in school but now look what happened ( this is so the ME + HOSRINA + RAVEENA issue ) .&lt;br /&gt;YEAH WHATEVER ! so i really treasure these two biiitches of mine !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i convinced myself to get a hair cut + a perm ... . so i'm gonna drop by the salon before going to school for rehearsal ... YIPEE !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me , it is never easy being me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113820688530068657?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113820688530068657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113820688530068657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113820688530068657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113820688530068657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-day-flew-by-in-vain.html' title='another day flew by in vain.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113812163268842698</id><published>2006-01-25T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:53:52.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the aftermath of Memoirs of a Geisha.</title><content type='html'>SATSU !!!! SATSU !!!!! I WANT MY SISTER SATSU !!!!!!!! WHERE IS MY SISTER ???!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay . i'm still getting over Memoirs of a Geisha . its so lush and sensual , and really BITCHY too ... . catfights and all ... .&lt;br /&gt;and i bought the OST of Memoirs !!! oh yeah and the best of The Cranberries ! hahars !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like down with lethargy today ... . but i kinda psycho-ed my ass off the couch to get out and shop for CNY stuff ... . so i went down town to orchard today to like "look-see" ... . my first stop was to Tangs . i got my mind set onto this pair of really cool Converse ,art-deco/popart-ish, shoe . but with its raised ankle cut , it made my already "stumpy" legs look extra "STUMPY" . hence making me look incredibly short ! i parted with it and went to Paragon . loooong before my mind was set on that pair of Converse , my mind was set on Luqman's Nike 90 red shoe . IT IS TO-DIE-FOR !!!! i just love the red ! but too bad la . i was born sith size eleven feet . the larger sizes were sold out already . so i went down to the basement to chill ( a nicer way of saying , STUFFING MYSELF WITH SALAD AND RASPBERRY FRAPPUCINNO ) , waiting for Luqman to come down to meet me ... so after he FINALLY came down ( in flip-flops ) we went to Far East , then deja-vu hit me like a big yellow school-bus ! BETSY , the woman from the shop at far east ( okay i forgot the shop's name ) gave me a curt + mono-syllabic :" uh the designs you wan hor dun come in XL one lor , largest only L . you wan onnot ?" obviously i wanted ... . yeah but its realli too small ... . Luqman was starting to get realli bored 'cause he's hungry ... . the restaurant that Seema brought us to the other time was PACKED WITH HOARDS OF HUNGRY PEOPLE WHO SEEM TO HAVE THE SIMILAR INFATUATION FOR HALAL FOOD LIKE ME !!!! yeah so we went to eat at Burger King ( I AM SO GUILTY - and yes drinking diet-coke does not help you to lose weight ) . we then went over to Heeren to get stuff for my cousin after dinner . then i stopped over at DCPs' to get a black tee ... . our final pit stop was at HMVs' ( where i got the OST for Memoirs and the best of The Cranberries ) AND I SAW HOWARD LO ( or is it Howard Low ... ahhh what the heck ) . and like Luqman was like :"i hate him." whatever ... he is the ardent fan of Shan Wee ( WELL THAT MAKES ONE OF US !! ) hiak hiaks ... okay enough of shit ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home after HMV ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot Zara's birthday today . yipee ! NOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113812163268842698?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113812163268842698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113812163268842698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113812163268842698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113812163268842698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/01/aftermath-of-memoirs-of-geisha.html' title='the aftermath of Memoirs of a Geisha.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113796270205420215</id><published>2006-01-23T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T05:45:32.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when your feelings overcome time.</title><content type='html'>its like five in the morning now - feeling worse than ever . i have no idea why i couldn't sleep . anyways , i finally caught up with my biiitches blog updates . i must say , i really missed out on a lot of entries . ( they're all filled with HIMs and boredom - no offence but it seems to be utter frivolity =] )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i am feeling worse than ever , its not like anyone cares , so i am in the midst of getting over it . in a way , to me blogging started as an amusement , it then became a necessity before turning into a chore . yeah so i don't really blog now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird that i have so much bottled up feelings in me that i can't just express . i don't allow myself to have that kind of luxury . whenever u do whatever u set your mind onto , the CYNICS of the world starts to mock you . well i have accepted what Divine Providence has installed for me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i went out last week to watch Memoirs of a Geisha with Luqman at suntec city on friday the twentieth before havong supper with Seema and her boyfriend Zack . Then the same movie again the next day with my cousins at plaza singapura . and i think i saw my BFFDPS ( Best Friend Forever During Primary School ) . i recognised him , but i think he doesn't 'cause he flashed me the similar look akin to a stranger's .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the term BEST FRIEND is so OVER-RATED . i mean what if that best friend of yours lost contact with you or like you don't talk to him already , so is he still considered as your best friend ? well i DOUBT it cos its a BIG FAT NO . i mean that friend of yours moved on , found new and better friends , so i guess i should move on too . that constant fear in me still lurks in the inner recesses of my heart . the fear of losing my BITCHES .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well like i said i'll just leave it to Divine Providence if our friendship withstands the stresses of time and treasure what i have now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i STILL AM prey to stifling myself because of what the world perceives of me .&lt;br /&gt;so NOW i have to NOT STIFLE MYSELF BECAUSE OF WHAT THE WORLD PERCEIVES OF YOU . i'm still working on that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh . i now go back to school twice a week to help out in my CCA . i think its getting rather pathetic metaphorically not literally . i can see the exact same dreary look that a handfull of the members express during practices . also , some of my juniors ( now they're seniors ) still forsake their commitments and succumb to temptations , by skipping practices beacuse of leisure or peer pressure . actually its really pathetic ! i mean so much for ( i'm not praising myself or anything ) there'll be a significant change in the members because i am present . well to the people who said those , PRACTICE WHAT YOU SAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so the impending Chinese Lunar New Year is drawing near - like a crocodile in a lake with only its nostrils and eyes popping out of the stagnant glassy surface . which spells SHOPPING AND COLLECTING RED PACKETS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yipee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113796270205420215?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113796270205420215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113796270205420215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113796270205420215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113796270205420215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-your-feelings-overcome-time.html' title='when your feelings overcome time.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113392949524147199</id><published>2005-12-07T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T12:24:55.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life in monochrome.</title><content type='html'>*sigh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm at work now .... ( YES , SKIVING ... ) . no la i'm just kidding i'm not skiving ... !&lt;br /&gt;its been boring ... no one smsed me ...&lt;br /&gt;its like work - home - work - home ... there're a lot of good television shows on the tele these few days ... !!! ( realli glad .. cos thats the only form of entertainment i have since my comps down - i know AGAIN. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that raveena still hasn't replied my sms ... ( so much for being a bestfriend ) ... what the heck i'll just let nature take her course to determine whether or not it is meant to be larrrh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;riiight ....... its gonna be a tough and boring month i tell 'ya ! can't wait for my interview with LaSalle ... !!! YAY !!!! ok before that i gotta get a " make-over" ... HAHARS ! well its just gonna be a haircut + colour my roots larrrh ... my black roots are like emerging ... lols !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so while i'm working i bet my friends are like enjoying themselves - living the life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read Luqman's blog just now ... i must say , i do agree with his mum . Sentosa is " keras " SERIOUSLY ... its haunted . well i believe that there are restless spirits roaming the island ... and i bet there are water ghosts in the sea surrounding the island ...&lt;br /&gt;GHOSTS OF THE JAPANESE SOLDIERS i guess ... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet if they find out that their entertainment industry ( pornographic films ) are thriving - a booming success back in Japan , they won't want to haunt the people there and take their lives away !!! looks like no one's told them i guess ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i so wanna go to Sentosa ... . i miss the day i played truant the other day after the MYEs with syaheerah , luqman and muhaimin ... ( ahhhhh , so miserable now , but HEY at least the pay's good !!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of complaining , back to work ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..::still.missing.my.biaaatches  i.wonder.if.they.miss.the.fun.too-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113392949524147199?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113392949524147199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113392949524147199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113392949524147199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113392949524147199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/12/life-in-monochrome.html' title='life in monochrome.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113376964040018116</id><published>2005-12-05T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T17:01:45.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay maybe NOW i'm skiving ...</title><content type='html'>okay maybe NOW i'm skiving ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh its been a slow and tiring day today ... i didn't do much here ( at my uncle's ) just the same-oh same-oh ( admin stuff ) . got to see my two lil cousins today ... they're adorable and crazy at the same time ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i just heard Coldplay's latest song - Talk , on 987 just now .. and i must say , i fell head over heels , in love with that song&lt;br /&gt;i love the intro to that song&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;..... I AM SO GONNA GET THE COLDPLAY SEEDEE !!!! lols ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some of the things i wanna get&lt;br /&gt;( when i get my salary during the month of December ) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.coldplay's X and Y album&lt;br /&gt;.madonna's Confession on A Dancefloor album&lt;br /&gt;.the pussycat dolls album&lt;br /&gt;.The EQ BEST OF 2006 album&lt;br /&gt;.gorillaz' Demon Days album&lt;br /&gt;.enya's Amarantine album&lt;br /&gt;.an ipod nano ( to hell with a new cellphone !!! )&lt;br /&gt;.guy totes ( for fashion school )&lt;br /&gt;.birkenstocks !!!&lt;br /&gt;.crocs&lt;br /&gt;.contacts&lt;br /&gt;.berms&lt;br /&gt;.NEW CLOTHES !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY !!! hahars ( so much for saving for my solo trip to Paris huh - ) !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go home !!! Project Runway's TONIGHT !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..::jay.vs.austin-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113376964040018116?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113376964040018116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113376964040018116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113376964040018116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113376964040018116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/12/okay-maybe-now-im-skiving.html' title='okay maybe NOW i&apos;m skiving ...'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113375045060370972</id><published>2005-12-05T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:46:10.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am not skiving !!!</title><content type='html'>FOR YOUR FYI ... i am not skiving .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its like 10.47 , late in the morning now .... .&lt;br /&gt;finished what i am supposed to do ( for the time being ).&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to use the internet ...&lt;br /&gt;GREAT !!!! I CAN'T USE THE INTERNET AT HOME NOW ... ITS A LOOONG STORY ... *sigh&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness i can still use the net and update my precious blog and my friendster at my uncle's ... but i can't go online ( as in on msn ) though ...&lt;br /&gt;i have only god ( and and my uncle - uncle vince ) to thank !!!! =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so whn i came in today , i got two new testimonials on friendster ( from raveena and mar ) . accepted them ...&lt;br /&gt;sent a message to rav ...&lt;br /&gt;went back to work ...&lt;br /&gt;and now back online again ...&lt;br /&gt;hahars !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel rather nomadic now cos i have to like travel between two places ... home to uncle's and uncle's back to home every working day ( hey but i get payed to do it .. so why not ) ... hahars !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also found out that angelia and biiitch-mun ( ok FINE . luqman ) tagged me ... OH MY GOD AND AUSTIN SCARLETT FROM PROJECT RUNWAY CYCLE ONE TAGGED ME !!!! I LOVE HIS WORK !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my uncle's back . GREAT. NOT. i gtg back to work ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another update at 5 in the evening !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still missing my biaaatches ... ( + yes including you , raveena - a.k.a The Horny Goddess of India/Miss G - rated ) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113375045060370972?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113375045060370972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113375045060370972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113375045060370972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113375045060370972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-not-skiving.html' title='i am not skiving !!!'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113356143144843373</id><published>2005-12-03T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T06:17:05.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a well deserved weekend !</title><content type='html'>firstly i would like to thank the people who are reading this blog , and let them know that i really appreciate it .. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh my lucky cousins ... BIIITCHES !!!! well they're leaving for ORLANDO FLORIDA TONIGHT !!!!!!!! oh my glittery stars i tell you ... !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am like totally jealous ... hahars . ( its not like i've never been to disneyworld before )&lt;br /&gt;i love the Tower of Terror , its like a total " scare-the-living-daylights-out-of-yourself " type of ride !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! for those of you who has never gone to Disneyworld , the Tower of Terror is akin to The Abyss - in Hong Kong's Ocean Park ( except its a million times of pure-fun !!! )&lt;br /&gt;i miss Disneyworld ... . argh what the heck ! i'm saving up now for my solo Paris trip at the end of 2006 ... ( but its still a hush hush ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its like six in the morning now and i'm blogging ... thats so un-natural right ... ?&lt;br /&gt;'had a tiring day at work yesterday ... *sigh ... . so beat ! lols ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think i'm going out later ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so wanna watch Aeon Flux ! Charlize Theron is so pretty ... ( her costume in Aeon Flux islike a total sado-masochistic dominatrix outfit ! lols )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my biaaatches ! can't spend anymore money cos i'm broke and i have no pay yet . -_-" .&lt;br /&gt;to the biaaatches ( u biiitches know who you are ) : lets chill one day kae ...&lt;br /&gt;FYI , seema , u still owe me a treat u fugly slut ( okay i'm kidding ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..::still.feeling.the.aftermath.of.the.broken.friendship-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113356143144843373?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113356143144843373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113356143144843373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113356143144843373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113356143144843373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-deserved-weekend.html' title='a well deserved weekend !'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-113344463933797952</id><published>2005-12-01T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:30:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after the hiatus</title><content type='html'>YAY !!!! after so long ( five months to be precise ) , i'm back ... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ... first things first .&lt;br /&gt;i wanna let the people who are reading this blog know that since i got over and done with the Os , memories that i've accumulated for the past five years flitted vividly through my mind ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa ... i suddenly felt this nostalgia of the past today .. hahars !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are somethings i regretted doing ... somethings i regretted not doing .... .&lt;br /&gt;the friends who came and go , the friends who stayed with me through thick and thin , the friends whom i've recently made this year are all etched into my skull .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel like slapping those insignificant others for bad-mouthing me ...&lt;br /&gt;how bitchy can those bitches get ?!!!&lt;br /&gt;i loathe them !!!!&lt;br /&gt;thats SO FETCH ( not. ) !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that its the holidays and all ... . i can't help but feel insecure .&lt;br /&gt;i remember not too long ago after my Ns last year , i made a pact with a bunch of my so called " bestfriends " that we would be bestfriends forever ... then after a while we lost contact and like gradually slipped away ... well partially because of a small mis-understanding also larrrh ... . this was a promise that wasn't taken seriousli ... how tragic !&lt;br /&gt;so what the heck ??!!&lt;br /&gt;i told myself that they already found someone new to substitute me ... why am i still drowning in the doldrums of self pity ?&lt;br /&gt;this made me treasure my biaaatches , my friends , and everyone else now ... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so like yesterday i went out with nur adilah and that biiitchy luqman ... they forced me out ... kinda. ok so we went to the airport to have lunch , them we went to cineleisure then to heeren then finally to the esplanade !!! i just love esplanade so much !!! the rooftop is like heavenly ... . i had a good talk with those two munchkins ... . ( maybe because i was the only one talking most of the time ... hahars ! ) . ok so after that , adilah went off first for dinner with her aunt , then we ( biiitchy-mun and myself ) we went back ... =].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so looking forward to go to the esplanade again ... !!! woooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..:: can't.wait.for.christmas.to.come -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-113344463933797952?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/113344463933797952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=113344463933797952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113344463933797952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/113344463933797952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/12/after-hiatus.html' title='after the hiatus'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111962305729941889</id><published>2005-06-24T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T22:38:15.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a     n.i.g.h.t     t.o     r.e.m.e.m.b.e.r</title><content type='html'>finally i updated my blog ...&lt;br /&gt;YES !! ... thanx for waiting in anticipation Hos and Luqman .... lololxx&lt;br /&gt;i miss them so so so soOoooOOOooOoOOooooOOOOooooOo much lolol ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok for the past week i was busy helping my uncle . he was busy shifting houses lololxx ...&lt;br /&gt;i was like doing menial stuffs ... lololxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so today , i finally got a " day off " from my boss ( my uncle ) so that i can go out with my biaaatches ... lololxx ...&lt;br /&gt;ok so i came home today , took a quickie ( no , not quick sex , Luqman .... . as in like quick shower ) .... got dressed and took a cab down to Parkway Parade .... to meet my biaaatches ( Hos and Luqman ) . its a pity Raveena can't join us , she has classes till 7 ++ ... lol ... *sigh .&lt;br /&gt;ok and Syaheerah ( after being crowned the Miss Teen Singapore 2005 ) was busy with a photoshoot .... so she too wasn't able to GRACE THE OCCASION ... lol ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so today , we met up at Burger King and went to have our dinner at Banquet ... lololol i had fish and chips .... hos had chicken rice ... luqman had this weird noodle thingy lololol ..... after that we went shopping .... well OK IT WAS ONLY ME .... i bought a shower gel ... a passionfruit one from the Body Shoppe .... its so cool ... and it smells so nice ... i was caught up .... i had to choose between a bar of soap or a shower gel .... well i took the shower gell la obviousli ... lol .&lt;br /&gt;ok before my shopping we went to MPH ... lolol it was hilarious .... then we went to like " chill " and listen to " GREAT " music at Starbucks .... lololxx . i got a Raspberry Frappucinno and a blueberry bagel .... lolol hos got an iced latte or something .. there was a live band preforming ... it sucks ... AS A MATTER OF FACT , IT SUCKED EGGS !!! lololxx ... * i am so mean * .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went home .... hos got onto no. 135 ... and me and luqman got onto 15 ... lolol .... we had so much fun on the bus ... we had many " INTERESTING " conversations ... lolol ... shan't say what .... lolololololxxxxx .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD LOVE Y'ALL MY BIAAATCHES !!!!!!!! .muackx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm off to the bathtub ....&lt;br /&gt;*away - tubbin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111962305729941889?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111962305729941889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111962305729941889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111962305729941889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111962305729941889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/06/night-to-remember.html' title='a     n.i.g.h.t     t.o     r.e.m.e.m.b.e.r'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111876273265493781</id><published>2005-06-14T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T23:25:32.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m.e.m.o.i.r.s     o.f      m.y.s.e.l.f</title><content type='html'>" yay !!! finally !!! i'm home .... i have waited ( sooo looooong ) in anticipation for this day to come ... !! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i was away at my aunt's house cos i had to baby sit my cousins ......&lt;br /&gt;they were tyrants !!!! omg omg omg lololol ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being kids , they would wake up and cry in the middle of the night for their parents .... GOSH !!!!! i got this for five consecutive nights ... !!!!! gosh imagine the tyranny !!!! lolol .....&lt;br /&gt;and they " ease themselves ( their no. 1s and no. 2s ) in a spittoon-like-thingy a.k.a , a " pottie " ... lolol IMAGINE THE ODOUR !!!!! GOD !!!!!!! omgomgomg .......... hahas .&lt;br /&gt;they also constantly ask me frivolous questions !!! my god ...&lt;br /&gt;i hate moving away from my comfort zone ....&lt;br /&gt;*sigh ..&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't like i was forced to do it , but i did it because i needed to help the other two of my cousins to look after the lil brats ... lolol .&lt;br /&gt;being teenagers , we often use crude words in our conversations ... , so when my two other cousins and i converse , we substituted the crude words with words like , thw word BITCH would be translated inro " ferret ( yes , the animal ) " and the word fuck would be translated into the word " flea " .... lolol ... so if i wanted to say " that fucking bitch " , after translation , it would be " that fleaing ferret " ...... lolol&lt;br /&gt;we ( my other 2 cousins and i ) had to wait till the two lil brats were sleeping like a log ( which was like in un-godly hours ) to watch dvds .... lolol .... imagine the irony ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah coutesy of  Syaheerah , i watched the spongebob movie ... lolol ... she lent me her dvd ..&lt;br /&gt;yeah and i watched the movie madagascar and mr. and mrs. smith in the cinemas ... LOLOL !&lt;br /&gt;the three shows were GREAT !!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i watched meangirls for the 45th time and a cinderella story for the 34th time .... i will never get sick over those two movies ... GOSH !!! hilary duff and lindsay the-now-blonde lohan are so pretty !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was at my aunt's house i constantly felt that i was deprived of stuff ... like music and the internet .... well actualli  i'm just too lazy to turn the appliances on la ... lolol ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rrrright .... and the onli people i smsed was Muhaimin and Luqman ... my brestfriends/biaaatches/broes thank goodness they kept me company lolol ....&lt;br /&gt;" god love y'all "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111876273265493781?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111876273265493781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111876273265493781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111876273265493781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111876273265493781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/06/memoirs-of-myself.html' title='m.e.m.o.i.r.s     o.f      m.y.s.e.l.f'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111814852203071278</id><published>2005-06-07T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:21:25.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m.e.l.a.n.c.h.o.l.i.c        l.a.m.e.n.t</title><content type='html'>- the bitch is back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am staring mindlessly into the computer screen , blogging ... like it is a mandatory ritual .....&lt;br /&gt;nothing special happened ( to me , at least ) these few daes .... lol ..... i was involved in " intensive art " in school ... well its just called art remedial la ... but heck ! art intensive sounds so much better ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GGAWD !!!!!!! something embarrassing happened to me after school todae ... ok me , muhaimin , and syaheerah we were like walking to the school bus-stop ... . i saw raihah ... lolol at that point of time she was standing alone ... so i was like shouting to rai :  " hey rai , where's ur lover-boi ??!!!! " .... u won't believe this but ... suddenly fadly ( in home clothes ) came out from the bus-stop ... OMG !!!!!! it was so embarrassing !!!!!!!!!!!! i think he heard me ... lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so when i was in art ... some of my biaaatches were away on holidae ( luqman -&gt; Malacca , Hosrina -&gt; Bangkok ... SAWADEECRAPPPPPP ... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* starting to rant in " thai " ...&lt;br /&gt;mang brum krong prong mengthai pooon crappp meng thoon mung mung chup krong ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i envy those two biaaatches .... lolol ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sooooooooooo looking forward to my trip to Europe ( hopefulli ... , its either europe or australia , for the millionth time ) .... YAY !!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for prom ... i can't wait to get over and done with my os ... lol ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i just found out something realli embarrassing .... i shan't talk about it ... ( luqman -&gt; ass ) lolol ... no offence bro ... lol ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST FOUND OUT THAT ZAAKEE AND NAFISSAH HAS POTENTIAL FOR LOVE !!!! BECAUSE , THEIR " LOVE RATE " IS 91% !!!!!!!!!!!!! SUPER CRAZY !!! AND MUHAIMIN'S ( WITH PARIS HILTON ) IS 84 % ..... LOLOL ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luqman u are still an ass ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* starting to swear in " thai "&lt;br /&gt;krom proong thoing miang thun mak suk thiong mrong krip thok !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111814852203071278?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111814852203071278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111814852203071278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111814852203071278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111814852203071278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/06/melancholic-lament.html' title='m.e.l.a.n.c.h.o.l.i.c        l.a.m.e.n.t'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111755108630948734</id><published>2005-05-31T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:51:26.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m.o.v.i.e   m.a.r.a.t.h.o.n</title><content type='html'>lolol todae was like so fun ...&lt;br /&gt;i went over to luqman's place todae to chill out at his crib ...&lt;br /&gt;we watched like 2 movies ... Little Nicky and Kill Bill ...&lt;br /&gt;and we had pizzas .... OMG I LOVE THE PIZZAS !!!! and i ordered lasagne ... which was utter gross !!!!&lt;br /&gt;omg i love the black pepper beef pizza ... it was heavenli ... simply a taste of heaven ... lolol ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so over and done with the description food ....&lt;br /&gt;yeah as i said , we watched 2 movies , the first one was Little Nicky .... adam sandler is the speech impaired son of the devil .... lolol he gets the girl in the end ... on thing horrific about the show is , the " gate keeper " has tits on his head ... grosss ... and that " chewbacca " lookalike ... is gay ... lolololololol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill Bill simply rocked my socks ! i love eberything about the moovie ... ( yes , including the gory bloody scenes ... which luqman and myself thouight was so effing fake ) ..... i love the storyline ... LUCY LIU U ROCK !!!!! lolol ....&lt;br /&gt;** a quote from the movie ...&lt;br /&gt;     " i'm buck and i'm here to fuck "&lt;br /&gt;lolololololol !!!&lt;br /&gt;i pity uma thurman's character cos she got raped in hospital ( dunno how many times ... ) when she was in comatose ... lolol ... ( luqman said it was bad because , uma thurman's character can't feel anything ) ....&lt;br /&gt;the ending was a bit weird though ... lolol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i almost forgot ... luqman's fishes are like seriousli freaki .... they are like teevee addicts .... ... they seriousli WATCH the tele ... omg omg ... lolol ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after kill bill .... it was getting late .... so i went home ... lolol .... i can't foget that anime scene in the movie .. it was great ... lol .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111755108630948734?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111755108630948734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111755108630948734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111755108630948734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111755108630948734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/05/movie-marathon.html' title='m.o.v.i.e   m.a.r.a.t.h.o.n'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111711443734850483</id><published>2005-05-26T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:24:13.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loving.the.island.life</title><content type='html'>ok i feel so guilty ...&lt;br /&gt;lol i played truant today ....&lt;br /&gt;we ( me , syaheerah , luqman , muhaimin ) went to sentosa today instead of school ...... lolol . well before that , we went to have our b'fast at macdonald's ....&lt;br /&gt;ok then we headed for the mrt station ( paya lebar ) . we changed trains at Outram ... hopped onto the NEL ( north east line ) lol and alighted at Harbourfront .&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that the cable car is so expensive ... !!!! omg ... its like S$17 ( including island admission ) tsk tsk ....&lt;br /&gt;well , we took the bus instead ... which was better for us 'cos i have acrophobia ... lol .&lt;br /&gt;we scanned through the island guide , and took the BLUE LINE to Siloso Beach ... well i was rather reluctant ... cos Palawan and Tanjong Beach sounds so much better ....&lt;br /&gt;my shoes and bag we filled with sand ( eww ) lolo i had a hard time dusting them off .... we went to LUQMAN'S ISLAND .... and found a dead crab carcass .... ( TRIPLE GROSS ) ... that idiot muhaimin was like scaring all of us ... GROSS ... lol&lt;br /&gt;then we headed for the animal show .... the monkeys ( sakura and micki ) were so cute !!!!!! omg ... lololol ...&lt;br /&gt;after the show , we took the BLUE LINE back to the Visitor Departure Centre ( i have no idea what its called ) then we took the bus back to to the main island ....&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch ( not me , and syaheerah . cos we're on a tight budget )&lt;br /&gt;then we tookk the bus 93 home .......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.tiring.day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111711443734850483?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111711443734850483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111711443734850483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111711443734850483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111711443734850483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/05/lovingtheislandlife.html' title='loving.the.island.life'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111692619017918229</id><published>2005-05-24T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:08:27.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>b.u.t.t.e.r.f.l.y   e.f.f.e.c.t</title><content type='html'>eww gross today at the art room , EWW GROSSS there was this massive MASSIVE butterfly/moth thingy at the wall , then it flew down to the floor ... it looked dead ( well me and janah thought it was ) UNTIL MISS HO CAME ... she went there and it flew to the chair .... janah was shrieking ... lol ... well it looked dead because the wind from the whirring fan was like blowing its wings ... and it was flapping like crazy ! we thought it was dead 'cos it can't control its wings ... it looks so soft like tissue paper ... lol GROSSx1000 .... it looked demonic ~ lolol LOLOLOL !&lt;br /&gt;and today at recess ... OMG we saw this realli UGLI GIRL .... she had a realli weird double chin ( at least mine doesn't POPOP out ... ) ... and she was SUCKING this green ice lollie that looked like a **** ... omg it was rather explicit .... !!!!!! lolol ....&lt;br /&gt;so after school luqman and i went to parkway ... he ate at banquet ... lolol ... and on our way home in the bus we had silly conversations ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok !! ... on sunday was syereen( syaheerah's younger sis )'s 6th birthday ... it was chaotic ... ! i woke up late ... and arrived late ... lolol ...&lt;br /&gt;when i arrived ... i saw luqman , zaak , hairil , haidil , wan , and muhaimin ... gawd ! they were earli ... lolol ... the food was mediocre la ...&lt;br /&gt;and seema was late ...........&lt;br /&gt;we played with looooong balloons and twisted it into funny balloon animals .... ...&lt;br /&gt;we played stupid games ... we were sooOOOooooOOOOOoooOO reluctant .... lol . they were musical chairs and passing the parcel ... ......................&lt;br /&gt;i didn't win anything ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so the party was lame and all .... but overall it was ok la ... lolol ( i am a big contradiction ) ....&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to go out after the party .... so we ( me , luqman , hairil , haidil , eddric ) were on our way to the train station WHEN ! luqman saw his mom .... -_-"' i know .... he went home la .... thats ironic ... but who can blame him ( i come from the same kind of family ) lolol ....&lt;br /&gt;so me the twins ( hairil and haidil ) and eddric went to tampines mall to watch Stawars Ep III .... it was FULLHOUSE .... lolol so we sat in the first row .... my ARSE hurts like hell ... i have to constantly adjust my sitting position .... and the twins kapt complaining about their sore necks ...&lt;br /&gt;the movie was like 2.5 to 3 hours long .... i had to hold beck my peee .... ARGH !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok so we missed the last bus home .... so i was resolved to walking home UNTIL !!!! eddric ( that idiot LOLOL ) said that we could take a cab ... BUTTTTT we don't have $$$$$ so he said to " chao cab " which literally means to take a ride but not pay ..... we ( me , the twins ) thought it was KRAZZIEx !!!! but it was tempting ....&lt;br /&gt;ok so we got lured into " chao cab "&lt;br /&gt;hairil was like freaking out in the cab ... lolol .... so he alighted us ( me , the twins ) at my stop ... then eddric was left alone in the cab with the driver ...&lt;br /&gt;we felt so bad after we got off the cab ...&lt;br /&gt;i was worried about him getting into a police case ( i know ... veri drama right ) .&lt;br /&gt;so i smsed him ... " eddric u pay for the cabfare first , we'll pay u back on tuesday "&lt;br /&gt;yeah he eventualli did 'cos the cab driver didn't allow him to " withdraw $ from the atm " so he took down eddric's EZ link card particulars ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111692619017918229?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111692619017918229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111692619017918229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111692619017918229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111692619017918229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/05/butterfly-effect.html' title='b.u.t.t.e.r.f.l.y   e.f.f.e.c.t'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111630007267892722</id><published>2005-05-17T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T11:21:12.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emancipation.of.me</title><content type='html'>FINALLY !!!! i have time to update my blogg ..... lolol ...&lt;br /&gt;this blog of mine has been left untouched for almost a month ...&lt;br /&gt;well who can blame me ?? i have the SYF and the exams .... lololol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness i can look forward to every recess and bus ride home .... courtesy of my biaaatches in my class ... they know who they are ... lol ... THANKS GUYS ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY !!! the dreaded mid years are over .... ok as usual i am gonna flunk my chinese and social studies ...... lolol . it has been a hectic week for me ..... because it was the exam week , i get to go home early - after my paper . well after i get home , i SLEEEEEEEP .... then after i wake up , i STUDY .... into the wee hours of the morning .... I AM SO PATHETIC !!!!! all i can say is , thankgoodness its all over .... i can't wait for the June holidays ... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so befor my mid years , i had my SYF ( not its not part of the menstrual cycle ) ... in the Singapore Youth Festival , we got an effing GOLD !!!! i was enveloped with elation ! ok and i cried ... lololol ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so FAST FORWARD &gt;&gt; to yesterday , the 16th of May 2005 ... i had my last paper ... my art paper .... well something bad happened there at the hall ... lolol i shall not say what .... lol .&lt;br /&gt;so after my art paper .... i went out with my bestfriends ... ( the cacat zaack , muhaimin and his friend )&lt;br /&gt;ok so we watched the freaky show , The House of Wax . it was so freaky .... ok its something like the Texas Chainsaw Massacre but with better actors ..... the death scene of paris hilton was rather bimbotic .... she died in a red lingerie with a spear/sharp-rod/javelin/whatever being skewerred into her head ... lolol well before that she was gonna have sex ( what else can we think of ) ....&lt;br /&gt;ok so after the movie , we roamed around far east ... then ate at this realli crappy restaurant , it was supposed to be Magic Wok , but it got replaced ....&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a fun day .... tiring for me la , cos i had an art paper in the morning ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about all .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS . to Syaheerah&lt;br /&gt;Syaheerah ! jagan merajuk la ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS . to Micheal Jackson/MJ&lt;br /&gt;u are such a freak !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111630007267892722?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111630007267892722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111630007267892722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111630007267892722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111630007267892722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/05/emancipationofme.html' title='emancipation.of.me'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111432621002965252</id><published>2005-04-24T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T15:03:30.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>l.a.z.y   f.r.i.d.a.y</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD !!!! ITS LIKE THE COMPETITION TOMORROW !!!!!!! lolol well for those of u who don't know .... tomorrow is my SYF ( Singapore Youth Festival ) for angklung .... i am sooo gonna get GOLD WITH HONOURS !!!!! lololol .... well today was suppose to be like hectic and like i'm suppose to be jittery because of tomorrow ... but , i'm NOT ... i feel so lethargic ...... so sleepy ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday i attend this dance thingy 'cos my slut , syaheerah was performing ... well she came in third .... which still was a good thing ..... yeah its like indian night .... and i am the only chinese .... ISN'T THAT WEIRD ?!!!!!!! gosh i am like so effing stoOOoOooOpid .... why didn't i think of that sooner ???? well anyways .... after the show , i accompanied that effing biaaatch seema to wait for her bf to come fetch her .... which took unusually looOOooOooOOong ...... lolol then after she left .... i took a cab home myself .... i reached hoem at about 10.30pm .... took a looOOOoooOooOOOooong bath .... and ate supper ... lolol .... then i chatted with luqman thru sms ........ lolol whats with the davinci code ?? DID U KNOW THAT DAVINCI IS A HOMO AND IS AFRAID OF DEATH ?!!!!!!! well i guess he's afraid of god .... after all the anal sex + the seks rambang + the aids he contracted .... he should spend his time inventing contraceptives instead of helicopters and all .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it was an awfully tiring week as usual .... and now i'm looking forward to a friday ....&lt;br /&gt;and P.S ..... i am soooooooo gonna buy Love Psychedelico and K T Tunstall's album ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Lush99.5FM is cool ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111432621002965252?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111432621002965252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111432621002965252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111432621002965252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111432621002965252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/04/lazy-friday.html' title='l.a.z.y   f.r.i.d.a.y'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111356136503464938</id><published>2005-04-15T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T18:36:05.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f.i.n.a.l.l.y     .a.    f.r.i.d.a.y</title><content type='html'>oh my god i've been looking forward to the weekend ...&lt;br /&gt;i like totally deserve it .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well let me start ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday [ 14th April 2005 ] i went out with seema and syaheerah .... we wanted to watch house of wax initially because of paris hilton ... BUTtt it doesn't open till the end of may ... then i said ... " why don't we watch Beauty Shop ? " ... well it was a futile attempt .... lol ... syaheerah said " watch Wet Dreams la .... " i'm like " its korean porn " LOLOL ....&lt;br /&gt;then i went for manicure ...... its like expensive and stoopid ...... lolol&lt;br /&gt;i then had to accompany seema and syaheerah to This Fashion ... omg .... that shop is like so retarded .....&lt;br /&gt;lol ... then we went to take some neoprints ... and i made use of the spotlight in the booth to take MORE pics on my cellphone lol ......&lt;br /&gt;then we headed for home ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in school i was brutally abused by seema and her SK II miracle water , which was actualli a concoction of strawberry milk , horlicks and chocolate milk .... its disgusting ... i got splashed by her ... we " saboed " her 'cos it was her birthday today .... i bet she stinks like hell ..... LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;then it was angklung .... then home .... then msn ... then blogging ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a sparstic social life ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111356136503464938?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111356136503464938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111356136503464938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111356136503464938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111356136503464938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally-friday.html' title='f.i.n.a.l.l.y     .a.    f.r.i.d.a.y'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111311081396629313</id><published>2005-04-10T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T13:26:53.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s.u.n.d.a.y  a.f.t.e.r.n.o.o.n</title><content type='html'>at this moment .... this weekend is a realli boring one .... sunday that is .... . yesterday i went to my cousin's party .... it was her birthday !!!!! and i got her a pink adidas water bottle ..... how sweeet of me right ... i know ... . anyways i ate a lot !!!! i mean A LOT A LOT !!!! of chicken wings !!! OMG THE WINGS WERE LIKE HEAVEN !!!!!!!!! yeah i ate about 80 chicken wings ... or maybe more .... yup yup i have one of the seven balls of deadly sins .... i own glutonny .... yeah ..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes .... on friday i had my speech day .... it was great ... my performance was great !!!! oh yeah ..... i'm like david gan or addy lee or something ... my juniors were like fighting over me for hairstyling ... LOLOL ..... imagine on the SYF day .... what would they do for me to style their hair .... god !!!! lolol ..... then after the performance .... we went to the macdonald's at singapore post .... ( moi , the councillor adilah , jannah johari , claris , zahara , mazura , hosrina , eric/bapomi/lanpo , angelia , sharon , my godsis lirong , and this cute malay girl form angklung also ) we had a parrrty man ...... and the contem' dancers joined us too ... with their instructor jasper .... well not literally , as in like joined us in the same place .... ok i don't make sense ...&lt;br /&gt;i then went home feeling bloated cos i ate a lot of things .... and i reached home at around 9.30pm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok !!! and to adilah's ( angklung ) delight .... my ear bled again ..... when will it heal completely ?! i pierced my ear like a month ago and still it has not recovered .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm catching a movie with my cousins later ... at great world city ... the pacifier .... i hate vin diesel .... but anyways i'm gonna watch the movie .... LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheerios guys !!! keep tagging !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111311081396629313?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111311081396629313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111311081396629313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111311081396629313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111311081396629313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/04/sunday-afternoon.html' title='s.u.n.d.a.y  a.f.t.e.r.n.o.o.n'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111261134491433836</id><published>2005-04-04T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T18:42:24.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black horse and the cherry tree</title><content type='html'>everyday has been a tiring day for me these past few weeks ..... it was rehearsals after rehearsals .... common tests after common tests and how can i forget class tests .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG ITS SO HARD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lolol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like 4 more days till Speech Day .... i have to multitask .... i got an award to recieve and ! i still got a performance ..... so tiring ...... i have a rehearsal tomorrow AGAIN .... thank goodness its like the last rehearsal .... !!!! SO NOW I DON'T HAVE ANYMORE EXCUSES FOR BEING ABSENT FROM CLB CLASS ...... I TOTALLI DREAD IT !!!! why the heck must we learn the effing language .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k anyway ... i will be going to syaheerah's house on friday to help her get ready for the performance ... its gonna be so fun ........ LOLOL i'm like her straight image consultant ...... LOL ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k anyways ..... I BLOGGED !!!! so take that !&lt;br /&gt;right ..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111261134491433836?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111261134491433836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111261134491433836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111261134491433836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111261134491433836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/04/black-horse-and-cherry-tree.html' title='black horse and the cherry tree'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111226443480158651</id><published>2005-03-31T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T18:20:34.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t.i.r.i.n.g   d.a.y</title><content type='html'>hello !!!! got time to blog todae ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so what do i write .... oh yeah tomorrow's my full dress rehearsal ...... thats about all .... and i have a e math test on transformation ..... which is like tomorrow ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta prepare for my written essay test tomorrow also ..... OMG my life is so hectic !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i see that freakette the more i hate him ....... i mean he is stick figure thin ! so stop wearing ur baggy uniform and ur tight pants .... this is not a drag show ...... omg .... he is like lost in fashion ......&lt;br /&gt;so what if u have high cheek bones and a long neck .... FYI this is not america's next top model ..... its so freakii looking at that anorexic slut ! he is like so idiotic ..... well continue barfing after u eat ..... and remember to shove those dieting pills in your mouth !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i bet u are happy !!! so .... happy feeling anorexic !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so what if i'm fat ??? I AM HAPPY !!!!!!! my boobs rox ..... lolol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111226443480158651?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111226443480158651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111226443480158651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111226443480158651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111226443480158651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/03/tiring-day.html' title='t.i.r.i.n.g   d.a.y'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111209113515271922</id><published>2005-03-29T18:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T18:12:15.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a.f.t.e.r.m.a.t.h</title><content type='html'>OMG guys ..... FATWORM the virus won ....... i admitted defeat ..... * sigh * the creator of Fatworm and Spyware ..... u are a total loser !!! but anyway .... u got me fair and square ..... my computer lost the fight to the virus on saturday , 26th march 2005 3.00pm ...... oh my god i need to have a one minute silence .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel so left out these days .... i feel that my bestfriends are drifting apart from me .... its kinda sad ..... sometimes i feel that they are seeking too much attention and has no respect for me .... all they care about is themselves .... i feel so diappointed and hurt ..... i sometimes wonder .... did i make a wrong decision again ??? did i choose a wrong friends again ??? is my judgement that BAD ????!!!! there is a sense of wariness in me that i can't explain .... i really don't want to lose them .... its like the expression of love for friendship is always projected by me and not by them .... sometimes i feel so stooopid .... * sigh *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta study for social studies common test later ... i mean , cik aziza just got back todae .... and she said tomorrow we have a test ! HOW ABSURD ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now that my internet has been lost .... i need to prioritise my usage .... * sigh * lololol ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tagg me !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111209113515271922?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111209113515271922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111209113515271922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111209113515271922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111209113515271922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/03/aftermath_29.html' title='a.f.t.e.r.m.a.t.h'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111209110910307491</id><published>2005-03-29T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T18:11:49.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a.f.t.e.r.m.a.t.h</title><content type='html'>OMG guys ..... FATWORM the virus won ....... i admitted defeat ..... * sigh * the creator of Fatworm and Spyware ..... u are a total loser !!! but anyway .... u got me fair and square ..... my computer lost the fight to the virus on saturday , 26th march 2005 3.00pm ...... oh my god i need to have a one minute silence .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel so left out these days .... i feel that my bestfriends are drifting apart from me .... its kinda sad ..... sometimes i feel that they are seeking too much attention and has no respect for me .... all they care about is themselves .... i feel so diappointed and hurt ..... i sometimes wonder .... did i make a wrong decision again ??? did i choose a wrong friends again ??? is my judgement that BAD ????!!!! there is a sense of wariness in me that i can't explain .... i really don't want to lose them .... its like the expression of love for friendship is always projected by me and not by them .... sometimes i feel so stooopid .... * sigh *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta study for social studies common test later ... i mean , cik aziza just got back todae .... and she said tomorrow we have a test ! HOW ABSURD ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now that my internet has been lost .... i need to prioritise my usage .... * sigh * lololol ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tagg me !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111209110910307491?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111209110910307491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111209110910307491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111209110910307491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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offence ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i can't update my blog faithfully everydae now cos my stooopid comp got attacked violently by a virus called fatworm , i am not kidding theres a virus called FATWORM ....lolol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways .... cheerios guys ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111189837324861460?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111189837324861460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111189837324861460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111189837324861460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111189837324861460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/03/sunday.html' title='s.u.n.d.a.y'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111189518575438886</id><published>2005-03-27T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T11:46:25.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t.h.e  a.t.t.a.c.k  o.f  t.h.e  v.i.r.us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111189518575438886?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111176341493111639</id><published>2005-03-25T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T23:10:14.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d.i.s.a.p.p.o.i.n.t.m.e.n.t   p.a.r.t.2</title><content type='html'>lol ............... haizzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bestfriends ..... my current ones la ... that pakistan princess wil kena slapping from me when we go for rehearsal .... i feel so cheated and disappointed ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do list :&lt;br /&gt;. study for geography , chapter 7 on development ...&lt;br /&gt;. do my english homework , compre ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life.is.soo.harsh.to.me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lead a mediocre life ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111176245164846411?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111176245164846411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111176245164846411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111176245164846411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111176245164846411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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home by the bus 63 ...... took it with adilah .... lol that krazzie girrrl .... we were like laughing all the way home ..... lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came online ... my comp got attcked BRUTALLI by spyware ... a virus FYI ..... so sad ......... first i gotta register windows but i don't have the password ... now my internet got attacked by viruses ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO INTERNET MEANS NO LIFE .............. so sad ..... its like similar to losing your cellphone ........ i feel so empty * copy from Claris my friend * .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg ..... my angklung syf rehearsal is like on sunday , THIS sunday from 5pm to a freakin 11.30pm !!!! and like i still need to go to school the next day and wake up at 6am !!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so harsh to me ... lol ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate parasite number one !!!! well all the parasites in fact .... lol they are media whores .... attention seekers ..... dykes ...... all they do is copy another person's stuff ..... lameOHs .... assess .... freaks ..... no words can describe how bad they are ...... cheenas ........ racists ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats about all ...... thanx for reading my blogggg .... muacks ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to call Syaheerah ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111149796940044216?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111149796940044216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111149796940044216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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my angklung biaatches before i went into the hall ... lol they were like waiting for mr subra the EX to come back or something lol !!!! miss soh reprimanded us for skipping lessons ... as usual detention ... this is like the first time i am going for detention in mpss .... lololol i was a gooooood boi ..... ok so the detention is tmr ..... YEAH AN EXCUSE FOR SKIPPING CLB !!!!!!!!!!!! so happy .........&lt;br /&gt;i had like 10 minutes with my kul peeps and came home ...... went for a haircut at bugis .... no more mohawk .... nerd cacat kental look ........ lolol came home ...... came online till now .... lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i miss my friends from angklung ... those who graduated ... even though we are " seperated " i hope we are still bestpals ... u guys know who u are ... but what can they do ?? they don't know that i am feeling this way ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate that idiot who made use of me *not sexually * lol ..... i regretted knowing that idiot and that idiot's friends .... lol ......... I HATE U U FREAK SHIT HAIRCUT SHIT @!#^*!^@%$^!%$ &lt;a href="mailto:!#@&amp;*%^@&amp;amp;*^%$!^@^$%"&gt;!#@&amp;*%^@&amp;amp;*^%$!^@^$%&lt;/a&gt; @#&amp;($^%*!&amp;amp;)^@&amp;*^%&amp;amp;#@^%&amp;$^#@&amp;amp;*! &lt;a href="mailto:%$!*#%&amp;*#^$%^@!&amp;amp;^$&amp;*!^%&amp;amp;*@^%&amp;!@$"&gt;%$!*#%&amp;amp;*#^$%^@!&amp;^$&amp;amp;*!^%&amp;*@^%&amp;amp;!@$&lt;/a&gt;@! %!*(&amp;#@^%@$#^@@!$*^@^(#$&amp;amp;^^V  TOOOOOT TOOOOOOOT !!!!!!!! u are better off dead .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i feel better !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank some of my classmates that are also my closest buddies !!!! i love them all ..... u guys know who u are .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rocks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111141382415198190?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111141382415198190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111141382415198190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111141382415198190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111141382415198190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/03/nostalgia_21.html' title='n.o.s.t.a.l.g.i.a'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111132660250122454</id><published>2005-03-20T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T21:50:02.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it has been a boring day ....</title><content type='html'>today is going to go by ....&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do much today .....&lt;br /&gt;i woke up .... &lt;br /&gt;came online ... chatted with my friends ...&lt;br /&gt;thats pretty much it ....&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GAWD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! its like school re-opening tmr .... shitosse ..... well i get to see my friends ..... i just found out that luqman and satish is back woth us ...... well sat's in 5A ... luqman is in my class 5C ..... haizzzzz .... so sad that satich couldn't join my class ....&lt;br /&gt;there is seriousli something wrong with my computer ... i onli have like one day left for the activation of windows .... but i don't have the password .... lol ...... looks like i'm gonna be denied access to the computer ............. *sob sob * .......&lt;br /&gt;yeah i can see my friends tmr ..... I HATE CHINESE CLASSS !!!!!! lemme think of a way to excuse myself ............ haizzzzz ... can't think of any excuses ..... ok i think i'm like gonna go finish up my english homework .............. hopefulli a fairy will come and grant me my wishes ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i don't have to study chinese anymore .... , get 10 points for my o level ....... , get a new cellphone ....... and enter MJC .... lol         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** who am i kidding **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink.ear.studs.rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111132660250122454?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111132660250122454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111132660250122454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111132660250122454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111132660250122454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-has-been-boring-day.html' title='it has been a boring day ....'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111130625864524325</id><published>2005-03-20T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T16:10:58.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>c.o.n.f.u.s.e.d.</title><content type='html'>my close friends are drifting apart .... we were so close and then now its like this ....... its quite disappointing actualli ..... life is different for each of us now .... after gruaduation i hope i don't end up like them ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111130625864524325?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111130625864524325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111130625864524325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111130625864524325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111130625864524325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/03/confused.html' title='c.o.n.f.u.s.e.d.'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11503033.post-111123799611477799</id><published>2005-03-20T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T21:13:16.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally i got it !</title><content type='html'>finally after many failed attempts !!!! i got the hang of blogging ... literally ...&lt;br /&gt;its kinda cool .... but dunno what to write .... well let me just start with my day ... stayed over at my crazy cousins ..... * i love 'em * !!!!! came home ...... well yesterday was much more exciting ..... went for hair treatment at REDS ..... got new conditioner ....... omg it smells so nice .... lol thats about all ..... school's reopening ...... dreading it !!!!!!! well i learnt to look on the bright side .... at least i get to see my friends ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitosse !!!! i have to attend CL B classes now that , that mdm tan h h talked to my dad about me skippin clb lessons .... how i LOVE HER &lt;a href="mailto:^@#!^%"&gt;^@#!^%&lt;/a&gt;#**((^!@(*^&amp; !!! well i'll just find new ways to skip them ....&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE B SUCKS !!!!!! TOTALLY TOTALLY SUCKS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ewwww chinese is like soOooOOOoo friggin LC !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinkearstudsrock ......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11503033-111123799611477799?l=the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/feeds/111123799611477799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11503033&amp;postID=111123799611477799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111123799611477799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11503033/posts/default/111123799611477799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-visual-euthanasia.blogspot.com/2005/03/finally-i-got-it.html' title='finally i got it !'/><author><name>preciouscommodity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14031596152622001471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
