<?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-427750113163678753</id><updated>2011-07-31T14:42:17.961+10:00</updated><category term='samm'/><category term='housekeeping'/><category term='trauma'/><category term='excursions'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='food'/><category term='family'/><category term='random'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='outings'/><category term='holiday dilemma'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Miscellaneous'/><category term='trauma world'/><category term='danger'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='rantings'/><category term='work tired busy'/><category term='hair'/><category term='incursion friends birthday school events random'/><category term='friends'/><category term='school events'/><title type='text'>Painting Stars</title><subtitle type='html'>Where selinaa release her daily rantings...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-8322374773224216228</id><published>2010-05-01T23:06:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:18:02.201+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK</title><content type='html'>Actually I'm not really back. I just decided to blog spontaneously while I wait for 20minutes for this strawberry mask (it smells divine) LOL no one reads this blog, it has been over a year since I last blogged. I feel like I'm talking to myself atm. Whatevers. I actually made a new blog a few months back so if I start to blog regularly...idk whether i should start blogging here or the new blog? I just felt like blogging to the 2011 me to reflect back on my HSC year. So fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry, craving kfc so badlyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy probably still reads this...I'm sorry I couldn't come to that girls sweet 16th tonight :( I hope it wasn't bad and you had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to UP from Justin Bieber now, it's good :) Bieber fever anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I has my trials and hsc timetable already. My timetable is so bad :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I make a tumblr...it would be so much easier eh? But i don't want to conform!! ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK i'm going to wash my face now, eat something then bed time! Been sleeping very early for the past 2 nights :D&lt;br /&gt;LATERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-8322374773224216228?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8322374773224216228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=8322374773224216228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8322374773224216228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8322374773224216228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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-427750113163678753.post-1786398548096866434</id><published>2009-02-28T22:24:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:24:16.571+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housekeeping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Into the Wild</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Just a short update but I'll definitely blog before school start"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So much for that. Needless to say, the next entry would probably be in a month or so. But that does not matter anyways since no one reads this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a senior now (five weeks into the role and totally 'digging' it) In a spur of the moment, assignments are already lining up on my doorsteps. However, I will let them slowly wilt away from the drought of no one attending to it and will finally revive it the day before its death by of course, scrunching it, punching it and crying (and praying!) upon it. Then the next day I will hand it back to its rightful owner ie. whoever sent it and delete the memory. Complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...uh no. I will learn, master and create! (Elevate Education) Procrastination will also be erased from my memory. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am loving my hair colour. I'm glad it looks pretty dark in normal light? but in mega flash it's like fluorescent red. Mmm. Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0081-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshly dyed (Need to express my love to my hairdresser. Asap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 353px; height: 480px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0157-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0126.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, that's not a bruise or whatever, I'm eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanity aside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0145-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eyes on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0088.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0090.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master of all Masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0089.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam doing what she does best...perving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 265px; height: 322px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0148-pola.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0135-pola.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 262px; height: 315px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0020-pola.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 271px; height: 328px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0006-pola.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0016.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken centuries ago. Who sees the humour in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up chocolate this year for Lent. Every year I give up chocolate actually but not once have I survived. Not cause I'm a massive chocoholic, just that you forget...and lots of things have chocolate. Let's see if I can do it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's also see if I blog anytime soon. However next time that I do blog...I promise ALOT of food porn. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Yes.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-1786398548096866434?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1786398548096866434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=1786398548096866434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1786398548096866434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1786398548096866434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2009/02/into-wild.html' title='Into the Wild'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Yes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-2251557417809350493</id><published>2009-01-20T15:36:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:19:03.283+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>I Fail</title><content type='html'>...as a blogger. I recall myself mentioning that since the holidays are here (and almost ending now!) I will blog more often because I have more spare and useless time on my hands. Hell, I haven't blogged in over a month ! &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Shocked.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; But wait....I have an excuse! Er well I got a virus on my computer so I lost practically everything (luckily my photos and music were saved) and I had to reformat everything. SO, now I don't have Photoshop &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as it was downloaded illegally.&lt;/span&gt; This means for the time being, pictures will be edited in gay Paint or worse, I will post no pictures. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What has the world come to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, it's never too late to wish everyone a Happy New Year! &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Tongue.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; I have tried to make a few New Year resolutions but, you know, they're out of the window already. Ahhh, maybe I should make monthly resolutions or something instead of New Year ones, that way I might feel a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally decided that the random chunks of brownish blondish in my hair was annoying the hell out of me and after MUCH contemplating I went to the hairdressers to dye it last week. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Yes.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; It is now a &lt;s&gt;black&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt; dark dark brown colour but reddish/brownish in the sun. If in the future (within the next 2 years) I tell you I want to dye my hair again, PLEASE slap me in the face and remind me that I want black hair. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more 'family oriented' discovery, we recently purchased a new television and washing machine. The washing machine only has one star for it's energy rating and two and a half stars for it's water rating. I know. My family is horrible in terms of saving the world. Ironically, we are a fan of Life's Good (LG) since we have their TV, DVD player, Laptop, Washing Machine etc. Come back to me in 20 years and I will definitely tell you L to the G - Life's Gay with you know, the global warming issues and such (stats : 71.2% of the greenhouse emissions originate from the Liu family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short update but I'll definitely blog before school starts &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; HUZZAH! Not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-2251557417809350493?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2251557417809350493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=2251557417809350493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/2251557417809350493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/2251557417809350493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-fail.html' title='I Fail'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Shocked.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-97963171107647430</id><published>2008-12-15T21:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:07:48.232+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Maximum Overdrive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OMGGGGGGGG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm blogging twice within a week either! &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Shocked.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Kim nags you almost everyday to blog about this and that, you really can't help but to conform in weakness to her, hands over heads, knees down to ground and everything. I guess you can call her...annoying. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I love it when shopping centres are bursting with excitement and hype, it makes shopping a much more interesting experience. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Glad.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; You can really feel the Christmas spirit now. However, I'm more excited about the after Christmas sales in which I shall splurge all my hard earned (in terms of saving) money. No, I didn't get myself a job for this Summer Holidays and I like to comfort myself that it's too late now and that I  have self control and won't spend the whole of my holidays in front of this screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Christmas, that reminds me I better hurry and start buying presents but then again...Westfield is opened to 12am on the Tuesday and Wednesday of next week. Perfect excuse for me to buy things for myself and leaving the presents to the last minute. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What a selfish brat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I realise that whenever I'm not blogging I can think of a million things to blog about, but once I start typing, nothing comes to my mind. I think I should start jotting points down to give me hints in what I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; to write in my entries. Alas, it sounds like some boring homework chore now but rest assured, I love blogging. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; It can almost bring me the same amount of happiness in retail therapy and eating a 2Litre box of ice cream. Almost I say...almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday was Lucy's sort of Christmas party (a century before the actual festival I know) and let's just say the 6 hours that was spent there involved plenty of photos (almost 150), scandals (butt flashing, anyone?) and an abundance of singing, drumming, swimming, water fighting, laughing, hurting and of course eating. Feast your eyes upon the photos and the videos and for all those who are capped: Patience is a Virtue.&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Wink1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, in case you are wondering how can someone's fashion taste be so horribly disgusting, keep in mind that the theme was 'teachers' and half of us were dressed as our teachers. Bizarre theme, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0508copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello Asians!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0509copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello Aussies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0510copy-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello...Germans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;We really get into the Christmas spirit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYA9QlyIjiY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYA9QlyIjiY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0550copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0549copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LOL. Their faces. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC02451copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0530copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her sexy back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC02448copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Their team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love continuation shots:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0560copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0561copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0562copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pwoar! Head butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0537copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 270px; height: 230px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0519copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;A meeting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC02452copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While half of the group were in the pool, plotting and backstabbing against the ones that prefer to swim in a warmer summer day (ie. me), we had a plan of our own up our sleeves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consisting of Kim flashing her 'curry' ass to everyone in the pool! That girl is psycho I swear, she was not pleased that they kept wetting us, so on the veranda she called out to everyone in the pool and flashed them her ass! Luckily I was on her team so I didn't get to see the ghastly sight in which has probably scarred everyone that saw it. Phew. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Eek.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also planned to use this gigantic brown covering thing filled with dust to save ourselves from the water...first we had to get past the growling dogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0545copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0545copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0553copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0553copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to me, I distracted the dogs by saying 'I love you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0555copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also assigned Kim to retrieve Sam's Billabong headband or something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aXmwI4WdtWU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aXmwI4WdtWU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We got sick of the water so we decided to head to the park right opposite to the house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0571copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0572copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0573copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0577copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0584copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our chin ups!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alas, it was finally time for dinner. To be honest, I was starving like the children in Africa and managed to eat 3 plates of food. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; However, that can't compete with my user intake during buffets. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC02455copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The starving children of Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC02459copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She's so damn smexy &amp;amp; ROFL at the picture behind her, a great contrast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC02458copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hooray for food kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0596copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC02462copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After a heartfelt dinner filled with endless conversations, we headed down/up? to the park once again as a whole group this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0581.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0601.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 1 vs 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0599.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It spells LUV by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We also played the 'I love dancing yes I do, I love dancing how about you' game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_wE77WCScY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_wE77WCScY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Decided to head back to Lucy's place where half of us Karaoke-d? and the others were downstairs playing the drums and guitars. Our group is pretty musically talented. HAHA. Apart from singing our hearts and tonsils out to Maximum Overdrive by 2 Unlimited and almost killing Lucy's sister (literally) we had a blast &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; You can see that by us singing to Material Girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uODRff9dpnQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uODRff9dpnQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, all in all, it was a really fun day. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Wow, this has been my longest entry evarrr! Toodles says Selina. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-97963171107647430?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/97963171107647430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=97963171107647430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/97963171107647430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/97963171107647430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/maximum-overdrive.html' title='Maximum Overdrive'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Shocked.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-8897844483148987443</id><published>2008-12-10T12:21:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:01:06.180+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Taste of his Hairy Chopstick</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not high on crack or anything. The title is a reference to my Birthday lunch (I know I said there wouldn't be one but last minute planning and organising ftw) in which Mary and I, arm in arm, strolled along the City streets singing. Needless to say, there were a few bizarre and uncanny looks threw in our direction. What song were we singing? Only the famous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I kissed a girl" &lt;/span&gt;by Katy Perry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;br /&gt;I kissed a girl and I liked it,&lt;br /&gt;the taste of her cherry chapstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;I kissed a boy and I liked it,&lt;br /&gt;the taste of his hairy chopstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can definitely give all the lyric writers out there a run for their money. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Wink1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch which was well spent celebrating my birthday through speeches, several toasts and cheers and what not, we managed to catch&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; High School Musical 3. &lt;/span&gt;Let me clarify that none of us are hardcore HSM fans, we were merely watching it for the comedy and the hype. I must say, it was a pretty decent movie but really, it could have been better without the literally, random comical songs which occurred approximately every 8 minutes. No kidding. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sweat.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Truthfully, I am quite glad HSM is coming to a 'end'...unless they plan to revive it five years later with a new name and same cast called "College Wildcats Musical". Let's hope that Zac Efron has aged dramatically and there will be no other teenagers going "OMFG ZAC EFRON I LOVE HIM, HE'S HOTTER THAN THE SUN, I WANT A BADGE OF HIM, A BAG WITH HIS FACE, I WANT HIS HAIRCUT, I WANT TO BE VANESSA HUDGENS"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Of course, that's if they are still going out unless another scandal occurs and she ends up making a porno or something. Ahh, the life of star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some pictures from Friday in which my mini Birthday celebration occured (most of them are solo shoots of food btw) I charged my camera battery the night before but being me, I forgot my memory card so I had to use Teresa's camera the whole time. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sad.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9875copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9876copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9877copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9880copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9884copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9885copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movies and lunch, we went to Capitols to revive our inner teenybopper and took "caps" The whole day, Mary and Jessie were being (unsuccessfully) secretive about my present with weird and quirky remarks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need to buy some um hair products...so Selina, which ones do you use"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh it's for my split ends, can't you see them"&lt;br /&gt;"I ordered this...urgh neck cream from Sri Lanka, we need to go collect it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, they ended up giving me a measly $40 by telling me to put my hand into the machines in which you put in money and you twist and a toy comes out (what do you call them?) because the toy was 'stuck'. They were behind a bunch of this machines so when Michelle told me to go over there I thought it would have been a stuffed animal of some Asian sort but when I saw them just sitting them and wanting to use my hand to get a toy out, i was, let's put it in a good way...surprised. Turned out there was money in the toy. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Thanks babies! That includes everyone that came and gave me $$$. Skip the corny words but thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These photos were us at Passionflower...YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9896copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9903copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9898copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9905copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9906copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised at how the bill came exactly to $90.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9907copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starving again and I need to clean out my closet...badly, it's literally a mountain of clothing. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9900copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-8897844483148987443?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8897844483148987443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=8897844483148987443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8897844483148987443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8897844483148987443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/taste-of-his-hairy-chopstick.html' title='The Taste of his Hairy Chopstick'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Wink1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-184444632922369718</id><published>2008-11-28T23:24:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:43:08.906+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Oh Holidays!</title><content type='html'>I can feel the warm summer breeze already (despite all the raining today), I can feel that my wallet will soon be in need of some serious and emergency CPR, I can feel the load of sunscreen, I can feel the late nights and sleep ins, I can feel our formal right around our corner....and I can see that lady's butt right around the corner as well. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/No.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This early morning, as I was heading to the train station with a bright smile on my face with thoughts running wild in my brain on what my holidays should and will consist of, I come across a middle aged lady stripping. Well, not her whole body, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;her pants. She gently tugged her pants down and pee'd quietly in the corner of the car park near a red Volvo car. I immediately adjusted my head the other way around and silently crawled away. I sensed the lady would have seen me run away and according to my companion the lady looked pretty embarrassed when she saw there were people that witnessed her extraordinary adventure of pissing in public. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;That is utterly the most gruesome, horrendous, disturbing and embarrassing crime a 50 year old lady can do!&lt;/span&gt; Yes, she was Asian. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Shocked.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...the holiday's has finally started! Two long months of sweating, eating, showering (not that I don't shower...just will be showering more often), sun (ugh) and fun, fun FUN! At least I hope so since I'm not going overseas this year. Boo. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/No.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Ah well, it'll mean I can blog more often. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formal and my Birthday is right round the corner. And once again, so far I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;  doing anything for my birthday and yes, I have gotten my formal shoes. I know, I'm turning 16 but really, this year I guess I'm too lazy to plan and organise my birthday. I will just be the stereotypical stingy Asian and pretend the formal is my birthday party. It's the day after and hey! almost the whole grade will be there. It's like a Gossip Girl party already, minus the alcohol, the brands, the catfights, the backstabbing, the accidental pash, the limousines...okay, maybe not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; like a Gossip Girl party but it'll have to do. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sweat.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last weekend was Teresa's 16th Birthday party in which the theme was "Horror dress up". Evidently, only a few people followed the horror part while the others just tried and dress up in whatever ways possible. Presenting a range of Death Note, Harry Potter and cast, Cats, Cannibals, Fairies, Zombies, Angels...basically we practically covered most of the supernatural and most of the popular novels and movies. We must have been a sight when half of us ran out to wave at strangers in which in my perspective, my natural instinct would be never.go.back.to.that.street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, I'll present you with some photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0381edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0396edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        Awesome decoration skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0399EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0398EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                                    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      I hope she doesn't mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9770edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0391edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9761EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;L-R: Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Cho Chang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9762EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the HP cast does Gossip Girl poses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9764EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9766EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG spot the retarded faces (it's not a trick question, it's not all of us and it's not me either!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9763edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/IMGP9768edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0403EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/DSC00774edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/DSC00775EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/DSC00771EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/DSC00770EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/DSC00767EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also managed to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Others &lt;/span&gt;that night. The movie did not even have a slight horror scene in it...unless you count the piano playing by itself scary, then I guess I'll just have to say my expectations are high. Despite all this, I must say the movie was pretty good and the storyline was interesting although it was a bit confusing towards the end. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Eek.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep checking back for more entries since when holidays roll around, I have way too much spare time to spend which results in pointless blog entries. Nevertheless, I've got to go now since my eyes are turning red and my conscious tells me it's due to the computer and my eyeball vessels can burst any time now. Not exactly a healthy site eh? &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Wink1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To ensure you will visit my blog, here are some future entries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0439EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is this adorable gangsta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0426EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a fetish for male's ears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-184444632922369718?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/184444632922369718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=184444632922369718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/184444632922369718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/184444632922369718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-holidays.html' title='Oh Holidays!'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_No.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-1414155419039870612</id><published>2008-11-17T21:56:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:22:19.419+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work tired busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Pop n' Fat</title><content type='html'>No one reads this blog anymore but I'll still blog for my own enjoyment. Anyways, today was the first day of Work Experience in which I have learnt a lot. Guess what the most popular popcorn sold is? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tip: It's something to do with caramel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not just caramel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it ain't creamy caramel either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It's creamy creamy caramel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we wonder why Australia is the fattest country. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Right.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually Work Experience was not that bad except my legs are so sore and I kept pressing the $50 button instead of the $5 in the cash register. Oops. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sweat.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; I also found out there is a new (well to me it is) flavour of ice tea ~ White Tea and Raspberry! Apparently it tastes really bad but I've yet to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so relieved I have a 'uniform' for work experience. I will literally be traumatized if I had to pick a new outfit every morning for the whole week. It's simple:&lt;br /&gt;Five outfits which would suit the workplace which = outfits I detest = never wear outfits again = waste of money. What can I say? I was born into a Asian family! &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Tongue.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Then again, the uniform is so tacky that when I look at the mirror I want to puke. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Shocked.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, School Certificate is over! I'm late saying this but whatever. JOY TO THE WORLD! &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about some photos of food to celebrate?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Haha, didn't see that coming Sel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This was taken at some Korean restaurant in Straithfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0368editcopy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0369editcopy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0374edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0375edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0377edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0378edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They look like worms eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am tired and stressed (because I need to chose a few outfits for the weekend) so I will head off now, see you guys at the next full moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-1414155419039870612?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1414155419039870612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=1414155419039870612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1414155419039870612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1414155419039870612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/pop-n-fat.html' title='Pop n&apos; Fat'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Right.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-1328728531708877066</id><published>2008-11-02T21:28:00.013+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:52:19.567+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trauma'/><title type='text'>A Fashion slave</title><content type='html'>So, I haven't blogged in over half a month. I realise that once I get into the blogging hype, I blog frequently and then it dies again and the cycle of blogging for Selina starts again. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC is just around the corner and I have not studied one bit, instead I spend my time procrastinating and when I become desperate because I've completed all my usual procrastinating doings, I try to sing to every single song that's in my Itunes library. I'm absolutely positive that my neighbours aren't happy chappy. I don't know whether I should be happy because I thought of a new way to procrastinate or scared because procrastination has rose a whole new level. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sad.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the topic of this entry is about this article I stumbled upon while searching for "shoes" on Google. I know right, I'm not really specific. Anyways here's what it says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Khadisha says she is too embarrassed to wear peep-hole shoes because her second and third toes are bigger than her big toe. Khadisha is paying thousands of pounds for surgeons to slice segments off her toes so her shoes are shown off to their best advantage. “I know it sounds extreme - and the operation does scare me a little … but for me, it really is a price worth paying for pretty feet,” Khadisha is quoted as saying by the Daily Mail.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanity at it's max? Really, that is one of the vainest, stupidest, craziest, ironic thing I've ever heard. Why ironic? Oh, it's cause you cannot wear heels for 6 months until the healing process is over. Compared to Micheal Jackson's well known surgery, this feels more extreme. At least he did his whole body and everyone can notice a definite differentiation after it (although I do not take an account on what happened to his career and life) but really, just for shoes? Wait, erase that, I'm sure many people notice other people's toes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person 1:&lt;/span&gt; "Oh my! What lovely toes you've got there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person 2:&lt;/span&gt; "Thank you, although I did fix it up a bit, it's a price worth paying for because when I turn 85, everyone will just admire my feet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person 1: &lt;/span&gt;"I'm so jealous, your second and third toes are smaller than your first, it's such a turn on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person 2: &lt;/span&gt;"Sure is, actually your toes aren't that bad, your third toe just looks a bit crooked, how about doing surgery? Trust me, nicer toes will benefit your whole future"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person 1:&lt;/span&gt; "Perfect idea!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in Khadisha's position so I really shouldn't be saying anything but surgery on your toes? And everyone disses foot binding, look what our whole world has turned into now! Crazy humans. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/No.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Original article &lt;a href="http://blogs.thewest.com.au/general/tiffany-fox-%E2%80%93-are-you-a-slave-to-fashion/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-1328728531708877066?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1328728531708877066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=1328728531708877066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1328728531708877066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1328728531708877066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/fashion-slave.html' title='A Fashion slave'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Sad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-2827283596760507857</id><published>2008-10-11T14:48:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:07:22.095+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Skates on a Kim</title><content type='html'>I know this entry is late (thank you Jessie for reminding me only about five times a day) but it's finally here and that's all that matters right? &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Yes.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; So to summarise Kim's party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amount of stacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sam: 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jessie: 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Selina: 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kim's sister: around 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kim's mum: 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kim: Countless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;We went to Macquarie centre for the ice rink there via train and bus. On the bus we got told off by some Korean lady, or should I say mostly Kim and Sam got told off. The seating order was Korean lady and boyfriend, Kim and Sam behind them, Jessie and I behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam &amp;amp; Kim: &lt;/span&gt;*Insert some LOUD random bulls*** talk here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selina &amp;amp; Jessie:&lt;/span&gt; *Listens to music from Ipod*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korean lady:&lt;/span&gt; *Turns around and constantly gives dirties in our direction*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selina &amp;amp; Jessie:&lt;/span&gt; "You guys, talk softer, you're the only ones talking on this bus and the lady keeps looking at us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam:&lt;/span&gt; "What? So I can't talk now? It's a free country..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korean lady:&lt;/span&gt; *Bitchy attitude* "I'm not asking you guys to stop talking, I'm telling you to talk softer and it's a sign of politeness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sam thinks to herself I would talk back if she wasn't wearing Gucci sunnies and dressed so formally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam &amp;amp; Jessie &amp;amp; Kim &amp;amp; Selina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*Shots death stares to the back of her head*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We arrive at the rink a bit earlier than planned so we go to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0278edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello happy bakery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some snacks (everyone ate the food before I could take a photo &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/No.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;) and finally went to the rink. It was Kim's first time ice skating so she was scared shitless and held onto the rails almost the whole time unless one of us accompanied her into the middle of the ice, where the figure skaters were. Too bad most of the time we ditched her. Not!...that much anyway. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Kim's mum to help us take some photos and after five minutes and some miscommunication she finally grasped that she had been holding the camera either upside down and the other way around the whole time! Yeah, it does run in the family. Kim I think you should buy How-to-use-technology-for-Asian-families for your family &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0280edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No, that isn't the Holy Spirit in the corner, it's Kim's mum's finger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0281edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0283edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0283edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam: Oh, I love you white goddess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessi: Piss off wannabe Asian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pict0288edit2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0288edit2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ditching Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0297edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0297edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam obviously does not want to take photos with her. Or maybe she's thinking about the incident on the bus? &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Wink1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0293edit-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0293edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim's a true model.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0294edit-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0294edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And off she goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0298edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0298edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0300edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0300edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No I didn't pee in my pants. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sweat.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0303edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0303edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She's serious about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0285EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0302edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0302edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0314edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0314edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0315edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0315edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0317edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0317edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is Jessie saying "F***"?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Shocked.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0335edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0335edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0338edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0338edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open your slits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0339edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0339edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0342edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0342edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the entry before last I asked you guys who you thought this would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0305EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...who is it??                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0313edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right! It's her! Aka Kim's mum! Bet you didn't even think of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to end off this entry, here's some video footage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-585e95786c4255af" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D585e95786c4255af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331537312%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFA22948AAE781224EC54E219C91F53D20528EA9.44C855A53FD3B088CE0544B3FD71A4F0DD3FC767%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D585e95786c4255af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvETkAYZh3IEukFirilBjcMY9gCI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D585e95786c4255af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331537312%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFA22948AAE781224EC54E219C91F53D20528EA9.44C855A53FD3B088CE0544B3FD71A4F0DD3FC767%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D585e95786c4255af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvETkAYZh3IEukFirilBjcMY9gCI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-2827283596760507857?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2827283596760507857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=2827283596760507857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/2827283596760507857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/2827283596760507857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/10/skates-on-kim.html' title='Skates on a Kim'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Yes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-8380872778072838769</id><published>2008-10-08T14:12:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:35:07.422+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trauma'/><title type='text'>Where am I now?</title><content type='html'>I am just that close to being hospitalized. No kidding guys, just got into a car accident less than 3 hours ago. Okay, the story starts off with me going to Chatswood for some yum cha and some shopping in the massive Westfield located there and during the trip when we were in North Ryde, two cars suddenly stopped in front of us and since we were going downhill we couldn't stop in time and crashed into the rear end of the second car which crashed into the first car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT&lt;/span&gt; Just received a call from NRMA, apparently the second car already crashed into the first and that was the reason why they stopped and then we crashed into the second car. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/ENDEDIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual (because I'm just professional in analysing whose fault it is in an vehicle accident) we were at fault since we were the back and last car. I suprisingly, did not scream even though my whole body was practically thrown forward but the invention of the seatbelt (thank you Mr Seatbelt, I will cherish you) saved my life and I had to get out of the back door since the two front doors could barely open &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Right.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Luckily, no one was hurt &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Glad.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; I had to complete and take down all the details and paperwork involved with the other drivers, talking to NRMA and the towing truck guys since I was practically the only person that could speak fluent and understandable English in our vehicle. During that time, another three cars almost crashed into each other at the same place we did, talk about danger. We got the car tow-ed all the way to Five Dock and I must say, it was exciting stuff in the "Twin Towing Truck" (alliteration much?) with all the gadgets in the truck and there were some pretty cute (asian) guys in the mechanical repair store. But of course, I focused on what I had to do and pledged a claim from NRMA which over the phone took bloody 15 minutes!! &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Mad.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; The lady had so much to ask me. Had to catch a taxi back home and I was already conscious of this but now I'm much more aware of it, taxi's are money sucking animals and it doesn't help when your driver's deaf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I learnt during this accident :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The towing guys are really gangsta and scary looking (I counted the amount of piercings on one of the guy's ears, it was 8 &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Shocked.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; I was also going to calculate the length of his beard but I didn't get time. Damn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never get into a truck when it's only supposed to be for 3 people, because the fourth person will also have the seatbelt digging into their ass (it's painful)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I learnt what to do, say and write in a car accident &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Happy.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Happy.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; although it's skills I rather not be able to exploit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always always buy insurance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NRMA people are friendly &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Happy.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Also, if you guys are wondering, "WHAT? no photos in this entry???" it's cause there's a limit to when I should be taking photos, I mean you don't start taking photos of your reaction when you're about to hit other cars. Right? Well I don't, I'm not sure about other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Kim's birthday entry would be up tomorrow! Pinky promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-8380872778072838769?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8380872778072838769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=8380872778072838769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8380872778072838769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8380872778072838769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-am-i-now.html' title='Where am I now?'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Right.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-4498357895410316010</id><published>2008-10-04T13:49:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:16:08.221+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Hunting alert</title><content type='html'>Hunting alert that is Formal dress hunting, the excitement for the Formal has died down temporarily due to the stress of exams (one more week left until the commencement of the exam period!) and now panic has relocated from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Panic! at the disco&lt;/span&gt; to Panic! at the household. Hunting for the perfect dress is not as easy as it seems and hence, I will never look at it the same way. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Lord &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Dead.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just a quick update from my visit at the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0272EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been there for quite some time already and really missed the smell of seagulls and their shit hovering above your food as well as the strong nostalgic scent of those fresh mouth watering seafood. Not much has changed except Asian tourists has definitely invaded this place, it's like an Asian party here now. I'm not complaining though since it's a must visit place when you come to Sydney, especially if you have a strange affection for all types of seafood, like me. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Cool.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0260EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat juicy oysters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0261edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0258edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0263EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0270EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spread your wings and flyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0266EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0267EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;STRIKE&gt;The rear end of a seagull's buttocks. Amazing talent I possess.&lt;/STRIKE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually the face of the seagull, well I'm sorry the seagull's butt and face is hard to differentiate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just a quick update, next entry would be about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim's 16th Birthday Party&lt;/span&gt; at the Ice Skating Rink from yesterday....what happens when Kim and the gang mix with hard, wet and cold ice as well as sharp blades stuck onto the shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teasers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0284EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0288EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0305EDIT.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who this amazing figure skater is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun guessing, the answer will be revealed next entry!! &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-4498357895410316010?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4498357895410316010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=4498357895410316010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/4498357895410316010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/4498357895410316010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/10/hunting-alert.html' title='Hunting alert'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Dead.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-3156203572016550691</id><published>2008-09-12T22:14:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:18:18.405+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excursions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housekeeping'/><title type='text'>Ecstatic</title><content type='html'>First thing's first, congratulations to Mooray for 'winning' my competition of finding the pause button on the music player. Don't laugh, numerous people have ruined their reputation and told me they spent a good 2 minutes trying to find it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;Here Mooray, have a picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/8d1ad6c8bd41e209f2db9df92534ea93.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;courtesy to sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is finally here and for a good ol' 12 days already, my holidays starts soon (as does my yearlies), the formal is right around the corner and well, I'm ecstatic. There's only a couple of months left till the year ends, until I turn 16, &lt;s&gt;&lt;st&gt;a closer step to when I can legally drink and&lt;/st&gt;&lt;/s&gt; definetely a closer step towards the horrors (aka school and hsc) of the 'senior' years. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what frightens me more, that there is only 2 years of school left or I'm getting older and more frail. I can still clearly remember the Year 7 days, times when I was teaching the 'L' corner Chinese during French class, locking our music teacher out, receiving at least two merit awards a day just for sitting and trying to look angelic &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; the 'scoobie' days (is that how you spell it?) and bludging school. It was a fun and carefree time, no struggles, no stress and filled with laughter and happiness. I'm not saying I'm not happy but I can literally see white hair emerging already. Yeah not a good sign.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Freaks and fixes up hair. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Shocked.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyways, let's not make this blog entry all emotional and mushy, I have many photos from the English Excursion which occurred only around 5 and a half years ago. Oh also, I have 150gb a month now so that is not excuse for me to get 'capped' and not have time to blog &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Glad.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/walls.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/004edit-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/010edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/017edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/028edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/064copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/036copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/037edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/040copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/047edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/041edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/056edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/061edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/063copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/059copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/060edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/4edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/2edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0142edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/jesseledit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/049edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been shopping for the past three weeks consecutively which leads to my poor wallet in the ICU department. There's just so many Spring clothing out that I can't control myself! Retail therapy is deadly but it beats staying at home every weekend eating Krispy Kremes and breathing practically from the computer.&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sweat.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; I have two weeks to revive myself (as in saving money) for the holidays which means to blow away my cash once again!  &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Tongue.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bad Selina, bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the official Moon Festival is on this Sunday and to clear it up, I am not delayed. I am not talking about the cheap Cabramatta Moon Festival. It digusts me you know, those tb's running around creaming each other in the rain and doing it to strangers as well. Someone remind me not to leave the house when Children Festival rolls around, I cannot stand it. I would rather spend the whole day watching a documentary about our biodiversity and how massive our average carbon footprint a day is and eating sour lemons instead of attending. Plus, I'm too old for this anyway, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flicks hair, &lt;/span&gt;I'll leave it to the Year 7s and 8, they can have cream down their buttocks for all I care. &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Dead.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Back to Moon Festival, I'm going out to Star City for a buffet with the fam and I am literally pumped! I think everyone knows why. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stares at the extra flab called fat hanging from my stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, finally another entry completed, I hope to have an entry out at least once a week and try to keep this site alive. It's late, I have homework to complete, conversations to attend and a whole tub of yogurt awaits me. See you soon! &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Happy.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-3156203572016550691?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3156203572016550691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=3156203572016550691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/3156203572016550691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/3156203572016550691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/09/ecstatic.html' title='Ecstatic'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Laugh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-1134627067085476105</id><published>2008-09-10T22:02:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:32:50.193+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Undecided?</title><content type='html'>Regarding the previous entry about my 'dilemma', I have decided. Note that I had to decide on behalf of my brother as well because he told me if I go he goes and if I don't he won't. Anyways, after some careful consideration (and annoyance) regarding several issues that may arise whether I go to the formal or China, I am going to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To the formal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I did not decide because majority of the people said formal and when I flipped the coin it was formal as well but on the other hand, I have been looking forward to China since the beginning of the year whereas going to the formal was more of a last minute decision. Although I did think about everyone's comments and advice, I continued emphasizing the fact that there would not be another year 10 formal in my life therefore I finally came to my conclusion &lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Yes.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; And plus, I can go to China every year while for Formals I can't. Hopefully, I will not regret my decisions when I find my holidays more boring than a goldfish swimming in a 5cm x 5cm bowl. Now, the formal better not disappoint and better be up to my standards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my brother was on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's Academic &lt;/span&gt;today. I'm jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-1134627067085476105?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1134627067085476105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=1134627067085476105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1134627067085476105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1134627067085476105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/09/undecided.html' title='Undecided?'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Yes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-5259929039407994364</id><published>2008-09-09T17:21:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:34:33.162+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday dilemma'/><title type='text'>Massive dilemma</title><content type='html'>As a person that apparently knows herself a fair bit, one of my bad points that I constantly try to change (and which never successfully happens) is that I'm so goddamn indecisive! So I decided to post my problem up for the whole world to read and hopefully get some advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dilemma: &lt;/span&gt;I can't decide what day I should be going to China!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Additional information:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finish school on the 28th of November, there are tickets available for me to leave on the 29th and come back before the end of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is on the 2nd, formal is the 3rd. That means I'll be missing out on my once in a lifetime Year 10 formal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can save a couple of hundreds if I leave that day instead of leaving after the formal, yeap if I leave on the 4th or something it's gonna be a couple of hundreds more expensive than leaving on the 29th. Stupid airlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need serious help here because my mum said decide for yourself and I'm indecisive and I don't want her to waste possibly almost a thousand dollars (me and my brother) because I decide to go to the formal, which will also mean a couple of hundreds. She also said I didn't have to go and I can always go another time if I can't decide when I'm going. WHAT? I've been looking forward to going back for the whole year and now because of the stupid formal and tickets I might not be returning back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is....I have to decide by tonight or tomorrow because the tickets are going fast!! So leave your comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-5259929039407994364?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5259929039407994364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=5259929039407994364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/5259929039407994364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/5259929039407994364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/09/massive-dilemma.html' title='Massive dilemma'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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-427750113163678753.post-2331056919875807148</id><published>2008-08-24T15:18:00.012+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T23:17:20.352+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam is a loser :D</title><content type='html'>hello this is sam laughing because she still has admin powers here hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selina smells (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's selina here and I have been kind enough not to change my password since sam &amp;amp; I created this blog a couple of months ago but I see she has abused her power so she should be frightened when I see her face tomorrow. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also some noobs (sam!) want to pause the music on my blog but they don't know how. Let's have a competition on who can figure out how to pause the music first. The prize? You get to be mentioned in my next entry hahah! And yes, I do realise I mention practically everyone in my entries but you would be mentioned as *special* in the entry! &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Yes.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Yes.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now get those brains/eyes/fingers working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;editedit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think i should auto win because i used my adblocker to block the whole thing. easy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT EDIT EDIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samster       it's a christmas miracle says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm i dunno i am not likely to abuse my power again hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not using your power again I see? What did you just do! ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT EDIT EDIT EDIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, competition has ended. It was too easy and it was fun while it lasted..for about two minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-2331056919875807148?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2331056919875807148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=2331056919875807148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/2331056919875807148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/2331056919875807148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-this-is-sam-laughing-because-she.html' title='Sam is a loser :D'/><author><name>!.citrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17317126020088486984</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Yes.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-7973576536356787449</id><published>2008-08-23T00:20:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:57:21.577+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excursions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>It's dangerously scandalous</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Woah, it’s been almost two months since I last blogged! Reasons? I got capped, then I was really busy, then I got capped again. Yeap. That pretty much explains my absence on the "blogosphere". I have quite a few belated entries to post up which I will soon, don’t fret! But for this entry, as my title suggests, what can be more scandalous than 170 + girls, a couple of males, 3 days and 2 nights and well...Sally? &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Wink1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Wink1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;If you haven't realised what the hell I am talking about yet, did the thought of with your own two hands managed to configure your brain? Or maybe you don't go to my school... Nevertheless, I am talking about, YESSS Retreat 2008! &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Yes.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Yes.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Truthfully, I wasn’t exactly what you call “excited” about Retreat, I was anxious because spending 3 days and 2 nights with teachers doesn't exactly thrill me. Surprisingly, as soon as we reached our destination at Collaroy, there were 9 CYS members already there which caused fun and a couple of outraging moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After reaching Collaroy and because our cabins were not ready yet, we had to load all our luggage in the seminar room, in which I like to call piano room. We were then huddled into the Fairfax Auditorium where we played several games, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;‘Jockey up game’&lt;/span&gt;, ‘*insert the I like dancing, yes I do, I like dancing, how about you title here* and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ‘Kung Fu Hustle’&lt;/span&gt; After all the games, we were then allocated into small groups of around 9 with a team leader either being one of the CYS members or a teacher. Coincidentally, my group had all Asians (except Sam, but we all know she’s asian at heart) and even an Asian leader! &lt;u&gt;John Nguyen.&lt;/u&gt; We were...the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;AZNS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No shit Captain obvious. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Sweat.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sweat.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This entry is gonna go forever and ever if I pronounce every ounce of detail of those 72 hours by squeezing what's left of my brain's memory and tune it into a prune. I'm doubtful that you would be compelled to reading it anyway (maybe with the exception of Teresa, because she is the school nazi) so I've decided to sum up what I have remembered and what other people have recalled and managed to bought to my attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;They      fed us six times a day, breakfast, morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea,      dinner and supper. They fed us enough food alright yet they forgot to feed us enough water, I don't know about anyone else but I was dying of thirst almost every night. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Mad.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Mad.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The      Asians were supposed to go to watch the sunrise at 5.45 on the both days      with &lt;st&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Mr&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/st&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;Miss Cuda and Sis-ta Rose. It was too cold and we ended up being      too lazy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Everyone      only managed a 3-4 hours of sleep each night. Who can sleep when Sally's in your cabin? &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Dead.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Dead.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Free      time consisted of photos and dancing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The      &lt;u&gt;Amazing Race&lt;/u&gt; was a combination of fun and tiring. Finding our group number on the paddle      pop sticks in a sand pit was creative yet idiotic, who in the right mind would come up with the activity anyway? AZNS came in 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;      out of 20. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Cool.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Cool.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Apparently, according to my "sources"      Leg(h)o was singing Winnie the Pooh while Mary N was playing the piano. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Sweat.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sweat.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Hooray      for the Chinese takeaway boxes! We actually had noodles in our boxes &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Tongue.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Tongue.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Theme:      “With my own two hands”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Yes      Lord, Yes Lord, Yes Yes Lord (hand actions)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You’re      really good looking (101) from A.V To J.N &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Laugh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Listening      to Straight Sally tell us a Harry Potter bedtime story was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;“The      Little Dumplings” – Translate = “The Little &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Dudleys&lt;/st1:place&gt;”.      “Yeah Harry got shot” “Oh just read the book Kim!!!” “Urhhh, skip that      part, and that part”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Watching      the horse hair on Kim transform into straight, sleek black hair was      amazing. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Shocked.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Shocked.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;We      were constantly dancing and singing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;During      the Olympic Trivia, the AZNS came in around 6&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Making      the bracelets was stressful. Mine ended up to be double the size of my      wrist and I didn’t even &lt;s&gt;bother&lt;/s&gt; manage to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;John      tipped our candle out both times, spilling wax all over the floor, then      blaming me. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Eek.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Eek.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Affirmations      were the best! Boo for not giving us enough time to write them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Mass      was different, it’s rare that you get to watch The Devil Wears Prada      during the homily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Sitting      on the floor was really uncomfortable, especially during meditation where      everyone fell asleep or were moving in a comfortable position to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Either people don't have a great connection/bond with God or something but alot of people managed to get sick and were half a step away from their death beds during Retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because John really sucks with names, he wrote down our ‘features’ to remember us:&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evee:&lt;/span&gt; Braces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theresa:&lt;/span&gt; Braces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mary: &lt;/span&gt;Anti social&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessie:&lt;/span&gt; Bird poo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goretti:&lt;/span&gt; Blue shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam:&lt;/span&gt; The wanna be Asian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle: &lt;/span&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucy:&lt;/span&gt; Mole on nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selina: &lt;/span&gt;Bowl haircut&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;With his imaginative and artistic (and possible deluded?) mind, he managed to identity someone in our grade that looked similarly to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shrek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;A couple of famous quotes that I shall cherish:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;According to Sally, Dumbledore was the ‘gay one’&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim:&lt;/span&gt; "Is that a blood stain on the wall?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sally:&lt;/span&gt; "Yeah, someone was masturbating"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim:&lt;/span&gt; "They were masturbating blood!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sally:&lt;/span&gt; "They masturbated too hard and it ripped."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The ‘rats’ between Sally’s legs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cecilia:&lt;/span&gt; "Are you Korean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selina:&lt;/span&gt; "Noo…why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cecilia: &lt;/span&gt;"Your hair."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penitito: &lt;/span&gt;"Nice haircut, love those Asian bowl haircuts, I used to have one when I was a kid too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA LOL ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penitito: "&lt;/span&gt;Don’t laugh guys…that’s slack…but really, what bowl did you use to cut your hair?"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessie: &lt;/span&gt;*sings* "I’m so sorry but I love you like a gym mat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John:&lt;/span&gt; "What!?"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leah: &lt;/span&gt;"I can see us doing it."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;state your name, can change the world!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jessie &amp;amp; Sam: &lt;/span&gt;"The prize for the amazing race is a massage from John..."&lt;br /&gt;*Mrs Yule says something*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John:&lt;/span&gt; "YEAHH!"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam:&lt;/span&gt; "Once upon a time, there was a girl that told a really scary story. The end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sally:&lt;/span&gt; "Oh shit man!! That’s so scary, I’m not gonna sleep in the bed anymore, I’ll sleep on the floor near you guys."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cecilia:&lt;/span&gt; "Girls, can you be more quiet tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sally: &lt;/span&gt;*In a freaky pedophile voice* "God bless you"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sam:&lt;/span&gt; "This is my friend Sally, say hi!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John:&lt;/span&gt; "Oh h-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sally:&lt;/span&gt; "YOU’VE RUINED EVERYTHING!!"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sally:&lt;/span&gt; "The minimum is five for gay guys, it’s like a jigsaw puzzle man, you stick a dick up there and the other dick there and so on"  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[religious indeed]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone: &lt;/span&gt;"Sis-ta roose and Sis-ta babrabra."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hand hugs ftw!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Not scandalous enough? Sam ‘massaged*’ John’s hand, John ‘massaged*’ Lucy’s hand and John held my hand. Yeap and JLam is such a player that she managed to sleep with Kim, Sally and I! I never knew you aimed at this path.... You were the innocent one, I guess you're growing up too fast now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Massaged really means making the sign of the cross on their hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Because pictures speak 1000 words therefore I shall leave you with 40 + photos from Retreat submitted from Yvonne and I's camera which are only accommodated from the MSJ girlies to take (clickable for a bigger size and to agitate over!) I also apologise for the size of the pictures, they are massive and really make my blog look in - proportional and ruins the layout but I am really too tired to edit/resize the photos so deal with it, also be patient if your capped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0186-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 914px; height: 700px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0186-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0187-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 859px; height: 643px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0187-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 870px; height: 651px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0191-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0194-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 958px; height: 718px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0194-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 943px; height: 707px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0196-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 930px; height: 697px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0199-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No we are not Girls Generation, this is our group (incl John)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=PICT0201-1.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 933px; height: 699px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0201-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=072.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 950px; height: 533px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/072.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How freaky is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=077.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 946px; height: 532px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/077.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=077.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=080.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 936px; height: 526px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/080.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0234-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 929px; height: 696px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0234-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0239-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 926px; height: 694px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0239-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our group! The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AZNS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0242-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 918px; height: 688px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0242-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, we are not the female version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super Junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=PICT0244-1.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 910px; height: 682px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0244-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jlam looks especially happy &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Wink1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Wink1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=PICT0228-2.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 907px; height: 678px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0228-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=030.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 902px; height: 507px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/030.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=PICT0221-2-1-1.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 906px; height: 678px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0221-2-1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How rocking does those strawberries look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=004.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 898px; height: 505px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/004.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=006.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 888px; height: 499px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/006.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=016.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 880px; height: 495px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/016.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Baby one more time!" Hahaha, Leah fails! &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Tongue.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Tongue.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=017.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=003.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 897px; height: 504px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the new trend for emos is to hid their faces behind pillows now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=PICT0208-2.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 887px; height: 664px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0208-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can hear Yvonne laughing already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3E%3C/p%3E%3Cdiv%20style="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=PICT0237-1.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 905px; height: 677px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0237-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=PICT0219-2.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 904px; height: 678px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0219-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh...Hello there Jesus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=009.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 905px; height: 509px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/009.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do realise I look quite constipated there and that Michelle looks like a terrorist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=moorejohn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 908px; height: 681px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/moorejohn.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA, JOHN + MOORE = ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=pict0161-1.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 899px; height: 674px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0161-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all for nature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=pict0155-1.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 896px; height: 672px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0155-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=pict0154-1.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 899px; height: 674px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0154-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20com=" albums="" z78="" selinaa_x="" emoticons="" blog="" action="view&amp;amp;current=PICT0185-1.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 892px; height: 669px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0185-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo man, I'm so gangduh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0184-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 860px; height: 645px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0184-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kim's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; famous &lt;/span&gt;photo &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Sweat.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sweat.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0183-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 838px; height: 627px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0183-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sniffing plants are we now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0182-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 942px; height: 706px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0182-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0180-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 932px; height: 699px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0180-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Awesome Foursome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0175-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 959px; height: 719px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0175-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0174-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 936px; height: 702px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0174-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0156-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 934px; height: 700px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0156-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eskimo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the moment we've all been waiting for.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0205-2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 941px; height: 704px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0205-2-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0207-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 922px; height: 691px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0207-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Amazing ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am dead tired and all I want right now is a spending time with my companion, snoring I will go off now! See you over the rainbow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;NOT!&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/427750113163678753-7973576536356787449?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7973576536356787449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=7973576536356787449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/7973576536356787449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/7973576536356787449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-dangerously-scandalous.html' title='It&apos;s dangerously scandalous'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Wink1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-8266492600953325344</id><published>2008-07-09T22:50:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:02:36.115+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>What can you buy with five cents?</title><content type='html'>Just when I was getting the hang of Haloscan's commenting system, it has decided to evaporate from the third planet from the sun called Earth. What is this? I'm very frustrated because it was cool to edit comments in that way! I &lt;strike&gt;plead&lt;/strike&gt; demand Haloscan to return the edit comment feature asap! &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Angry.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Angry.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as my blog title suggests, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; can you buy for five cents? Because we're living in such a materialistic world and as of 2008, there are rarely anything that you can purchase with 5 cents right? Sure, maybe a couple of years ago, one lolly was five cent or one toothpick was five cents. But now, when we see 5 cents, can we even be bothered straining our back to pick up that worthless five cent? And as shops go, almost all items are $19.95 or $21.95 or 95c etc no? Which, we usually round up and think nothing of that 5 cents because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey, it's only five cents ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well I am here to tell you in 2008, you can actually buy something for $0.05AUS!!! Exciting news?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Glad.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Glad.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And if your wondering, this product is from K-mart and it's actually 10 whole metres long! What...as if you can buy such a worthy item for five cents....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0284.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cling's electrical tape is only 5c from k-mart! Don't believe me? Go see for yourself! Btw guys, count how many times I've said '5 cents' in that last paragraph. Eesh, countless. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Doh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Doh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's get off that really random topic. I just got really excited when I found something that cost (again) 5 cents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, we went to Tomodachi  for one of my favourite past times aka eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0286edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0287edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0290edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0291edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0292edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0293edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note how the top decoration of it is supposed to look like a strawberry? Cutee &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Tongue.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Tongue.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0294edit.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0295editj-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was only three of us so we didn't order that much but still, I adore the food there! &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Love.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for dinner that night...we had prawns, tuna, salmon and crab. A mighty seafood feast right there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0296.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My food scraps haha. It's taller than Mt Fuji! Yes, I did eat all that, Yes I realise I eat too much, Yes I just tortured you, giving you all those heavenly photos and I just had to kill it by ending the post with crab shells, prawn shells and what not. I know you love me. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Cool.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Cool.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-8266492600953325344?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8266492600953325344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=8266492600953325344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8266492600953325344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8266492600953325344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-can-you-buy-with-five-cent.html' title='What can you buy with five cents?'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Angry.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-7799136605860728333</id><published>2008-07-02T13:43:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:06:20.958+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Japan (Y)</title><content type='html'>My brother passed the selective. Even though it's only into Sefton High, my mum is jumping with joy. It doesn't matter that it isn't fully selective because it's 'close to our house' and my brother has always wanted to get into that school. I'm really happy for him, really, but it's not the most pleasant feeling when your younger brother passed and as a older sister you didn't. Yikes. But nevertheless, this achievement has made mum extremely happy = more money to give out &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Laugh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eg. We went to Myer to have a look at the PSP's and I was eyeing the Ipod section and then she asked me if i wanted to get one and she'll get me one but because I'm such a good daughter I said no because I didn't feel the need to get another one &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Cool.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Cool.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some people might call me an idiot but I like to call myself a saver! My brother is also going to It's Academic, you know the show on Channel 9 where they ask amazingly easy question for Year 6'ers. Damn, wish I could have went in Year 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter + Holidays = Get fat season. (shown by eating cookies &amp;amp; cream ice cream at 12 o'clock at night &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Doh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Doh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night we went to La Piazza and omg, there was this guy working at the coffee section and he looked exactly like Lee Jun Ki except younger and had bigger eyes &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Love.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 3="" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha, he also made great latte's &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Laugh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0278.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="border-style: solid" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0279.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do realise there's a piece missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0282.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan is well known for it's quirky fashion right? It's not quirky unless you've seen this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/2627432426_d1e8cb695c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/2626597777_f020c640c0.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/2626614151_b0e16a8338.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/2626614241_b5b3a7a42f.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/2626624741_dc746302d4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see why Japan is so famous now, with designers like those, there is no reasons why it shouldn't be famous. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How do you even wear those anyway?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let alone walk in them! Or are they only shoes for decorations and just you wear them and don't walk anywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short entry but I will be back hopefully by the end of the week, signing off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-7799136605860728333?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7799136605860728333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=7799136605860728333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/7799136605860728333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/7799136605860728333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/07/japan-y.html' title='Japan (Y)'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Laugh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-1065838782730638604</id><published>2008-06-27T21:24:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T18:21:48.808+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Because McCormack rules...</title><content type='html'>As the title says...that's why we came fifth this year, compared to first last year. For the non - msj readers (if there's any) our Athletics Carnival finally came into action after a three week postpone-ment? much to everyone's disgust. Or maybe just mine, because I'm the girl that prefers double maths over Athletics Carnival. Nevertheless, the day resulted in pretty good...results? &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Laugh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was many things that I discovered. Like the fact that Kim cannot high jump for the sake of her life or Kim has some pretty 'artistic' photo taking skills or Teresa just needs to censor herself from teachers! &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Doh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Doh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I took 80 + photos that day, I'm sorry if you computer turns all laggy. If you continue to read on..there will be a surprise for you! &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Happy.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Happy.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I feel the need to type more, I'm super pumped about the holidays! No, I'm not going overseas again (to my disappointment) but I'm just glad a can have a couple of weeks free from assessments and exams &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Laugh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This means sleep ins and get fats. Yes I realise that doesn't make sense and doesn't credit the English Language at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more gossipy note (obtained from Kim, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gossip girl&lt;/span&gt;) I hear Susan D got suspended? Now wait for the catch, because I have mentioned my missing pencil case case in the last couple of posts and made a big deal on who would steal a pencil case, guess what Susan 'stole'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;She stole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought stealing pencil cases was sad. I guess i need to reflect on that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, back to the photos now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pict0197.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 535px; height: 401px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0197.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice try &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Eek.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Eek.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pict0198.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 542px; height: 406px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0198.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a feeling! &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Cool.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Cool.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0239.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 542px; height: 406px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0239.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0238.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 547px; height: 410px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0238.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0234.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 554px; height: 415px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0234.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 558px; height: 418px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0233.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a one woman paparazzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 570px; height: 427px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0232.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slit eyes! More like squinting eyes. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Angry.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Angry.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 567px; height: 425px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0236.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's 'holy' sock &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Laugh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0226.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 575px; height: 431px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0226.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a gangstah with Disney ears on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0223.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 556px; height: 417px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0223.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Teresa's hair here! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0222.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 555px; height: 416px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0222.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0221.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 555px; height: 416px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0221.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0218.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 563px; height: 422px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0218.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's shot on Theresa --&gt; woops, I guess Kim was zooming in on the wrong body. Cause you know, Sam and Theresa look the same. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Wink1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Wink1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 568px; height: 426px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0219.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shot, no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pict0196.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 562px; height: 421px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0196.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngaww &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Love.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0207-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 564px; height: 423px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0207-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0208-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 571px; height: 428px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0208-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 570px; height: 426px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0213.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0214.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 572px; height: 429px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0214.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0210.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 575px; height: 431px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0210.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's photography skills &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Wink1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Wink1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0211.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 579px; height: 434px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0211.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scene from Gossip Girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0200.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 575px; height: 431px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0200.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0259.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 582px; height: 436px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0259.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we got this bored...(it says player btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0265.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 585px; height: 438px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0265.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0272.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 579px; height: 434px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0272.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Think that's enough of the Carnival. I sincerely apologise for the low quality photos, next time these photos will be less pixelated &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Glad.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Glad.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need to adjust my camera still &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Sweat.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Sweat.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after the Carnival and a quick shower, my cousin and I headed to do some shopping in Parramatta. Ironically enough, everything that caught my eye was not on sale. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for Financial end of year sale. &lt;/span&gt;I eyed this dress in Forever New but too bad it didn't suit Winter, maybe I'll get it later (after I get over the price - $60 for a short sleeve and barely there material) After purchasing non-sale items &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Eek.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Eek.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (and Diary of a wimpy kid 2 for $5!) we headed to Carne Station (yes that's the Restaurant name, i would have expected something along the lines of "Lee Hwang Bok Yummy BBQ") Korean BBQ Buffet. But because the my camera was exhausted from the carnival and I was starving since it was 8.30 my camera died but even if it didn't I would be too busy gobbering food anyway. I did however manage to take a couple of snaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0274.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 575px; height: 431px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0274.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0275.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 579px; height: 434px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0275.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0276.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 580px; height: 435px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0276.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was just the start of dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, because I mentioned I will leave you guys a surprise, here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim and the attack of the fierce high jump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Tongue.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Tongue.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0217.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-1065838782730638604?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1065838782730638604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=1065838782730638604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1065838782730638604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1065838782730638604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/06/because-mccormack-rules.html' title='Because McCormack rules...'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Laugh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-1907158139412398517</id><published>2008-06-22T12:44:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:34:03.539+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incursion friends birthday school events random'/><title type='text'>New layout !</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First of all, Happy Birthday to Sam &amp;amp; Michelle for Friday! I love you all and wish both of you the best in everything you do, since you know, one's halfway to 30 and the other one is legal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Wink1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="font-style: italic;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Wink1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just had an argument with my daddy again. He really makes me angry with his lazyness (in which i inherit from) and he's promises that he is unable to complete. And now he's out at Cabra yum cha-ing (and bitching to my auntie about my attitude) while I'm stuck at home trying to do Geography and Religion Assignment. Siff, as if I would go out to yum cha with him anyway. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Doh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Doh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, new layout! I wasn't planning to change the layout yet but I came across a really nice, simple and elegant layout and so I changed it. Nice yeah? And now, I added (asian) music to my layout as well &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Glad.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Glad.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I spent the whole night fixing the layout and such instead of doing assignments but hey, that means I have more time during the holidays to do my Science assignment instead of coding/changing layouts when I've done it already...right? &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Wink1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Wink1.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid a visit to the sales last week (note the irony, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;paid&lt;/span&gt;, ha ha ha, me so funny &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Cool.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Cool.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) but since I'm not satisfied, I shall go again this Thursday/weekend. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Love.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended church this morning. First time since primary school! At the end of church there was free morning tea available, so Mishy, Jlam and I ran up to the stalls while Kim was just standing there watching us because, she's not that asian. &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Doh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Doh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Case of the Missing Pink Pencil Case part 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read the last entry (or even attend MSJ) you would know all about it. Well, I left the entry saying the girl got suspended but now apparently she wasn't the one that stole and took the blame &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Confused.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Confused.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But she's back at school now (and gave me smile on Friday, I'm sorry I can't differentiate between a smirk and a smile) and her friends have been saying they are going to bash me with their boyfriends the whole week. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What a load of bull. &lt;/span&gt;Those tb's have no life. But I still hope with the new week coming, everyone in the school forgets about it because having questions about all this ringing in my ear only about 10 times a day pushes me to the verge of suicide. HAHA not, more like punching them in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, I haven't posted photos in awhile so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;History Incursion/Mishy's &amp;amp; Sam's 14th &amp;amp; 15th Birthday as well as some random captures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0160.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 353px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0160.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 350px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0164.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0161.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0161.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold...the Vietnam veterans bus (with a built in tv that has some pretty disturbing images!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0167.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 478px; height: 358px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0167.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 352px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0169.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this was not taken at night...all the windows were painted black. I wonder why, maybe to recap our memories of Parvana which we've read only about 20 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 469px; height: 351px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0171.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0173.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 349px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0173.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;Kim's hand(s) ruins every photo.&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0176.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0176.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0177.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 471px; height: 353px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0177.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0178.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 486px; height: 364px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0178.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;Or maybe it was Mishy's hands...&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Confused.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Confused.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0184.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 489px; height: 366px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0184.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocopie cakes topped with lollipop, Pocky and Pepero. Fattening? YES! Chocolatey? Of course! Sensational? yes yes YES &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Laugh.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Laugh.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0186.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 485px; height: 363px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0186.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;The birthday &lt;strike&gt;kids&lt;/strike&gt; women!&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0187.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 487px; height: 365px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0187.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 484px; height: 363px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0188.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0189.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 482px; height: 361px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0189.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cheers, mate!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pict0192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 475px; height: 356px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/pict0192.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;My sunscreen that has finally arrived. Neutrogena Ultra Sheer sunblock spf 30. The sunscreen smell barely exists and it's non oily and greasy. Perfect for oily skin, this is my favourite beauty product for now &lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Love.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Love.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0148.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 490px; height: 367px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0148.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0151-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 486px; height: 364px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0151-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;Super cool house yeah?&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0149.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 482px; height: 361px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0149.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PICT0143.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 476px; height: 357px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/blog/PICT0143.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;Every wondered where Theresa's crisisCORE band name came from? As expected...&lt;a href="http://s189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Dead.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/Dead.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm starving now, haven't eaten anything this morning (except the 'morning tea' at church which was half a cup of milk and a biscuit) so I'm off to make myself a sandwich and hopefully, get a move on on my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-1907158139412398517?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1907158139412398517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=1907158139412398517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1907158139412398517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1907158139412398517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-layout.html' title='New layout !'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/emoticons/th_Wink1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-8872990871325765510</id><published>2008-06-16T20:29:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:55:03.499+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><title type='text'>The Case of the Missing PINK Pencil Case</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In my last entry I mentioned losing my pencil case and now I found it but caused the thief to get suspended :/ And because I’ve repeated the story &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only about &lt;/span&gt;3940832097 times today and probably will need to again tomorrow (because this is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot asian gossip at MSJ atm&lt;/span&gt;) I summarized it:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; text-align: left;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anna*      steals my pencil case on Friday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;On      Monday Felicity* told me she saw a girl that had the same pencil case as      me and only got it today, I got &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Felicity to describe her and I managed to      figure who she was.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;As      soon as I got out of class she appeared outside and had the exact same      pencil case as what WAS my pencil case two days ago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;Asked      her where she got it from, she said from her sister and I looked through      the stuff and it was all mine, with my name crossed out intentionally. She      gave it back to me when I said it was mine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;During      recess I was planning to tell on her to Mrs B but couldn’t find her so I      didn’t. (This idea was suggested to me by Cassy*)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;Asked      Anna who her sister was which she replied was her god sister and wouldn’t      identify the name.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cassy      and Veronica* tells Mrs B at lunch even though I was over it and told them      not to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had      to see Mrs B and she had a talk with me, asking for the story and things      and told me this was not the first time that Anna had stolen, not forgetting      to mention I was too nice and then blabbed about some story/case her dad      is managing or something (sorta drifted out on that, got distracted by the      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cup on her desk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mrs B      kept my pencil case &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(SO I DIDN’T HAVE MY PENCIL CASE AGAIN)&lt;/span&gt; as evidence      when she talks to Anna.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;I went      back after school to get my pencil case and apparently a whole gang of      them knew about the case of ‘the stolen pencil case’ and did not say      anything and just took what they liked from it. How dare they! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anna      also got suspended till Friday, when her parents will be coming in and in      which I have to hand my pencil case to Mrs B as evidence…&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;End of story, please do not ask about it because I’ll just slap you in the face, especially when I typed up all that so read it :D        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Names have been changed for safety purposes and/or they want to remain anonymous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I told Mum about it and she’s like “give her a chance” – exactly what I thought but THEY just had to tell Bar Of Ham and cause this much inconvenience to me (eg, Bar of ham taking my gluestick for the rest of the week) (Oh, she gave me a new one though) Mum’s scared I’m gonna get bashed or something so guys, if I get a cough, get a headache, have a fever, gain some bruises or just die…you know who to blame ;) LOL jokes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I sorta feel bad, but I know I shouldn’t be especially when I didn’t dob her in and it was her fault for stealing…a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*PINK* &lt;/span&gt;pencil case. Moral of this dot point-ed real life story? Pencil cases not only play a major part in your school life but can cause much more trouble than expected. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, the power of a PINK pencil case!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Welps, I have TV and ice cream calling me right now, so who’s THAT idiot to pass up on that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt; Does anyone recommend any good tutoring centres? I don’t mind if it’s far, unless it’s in Wollongong or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-8872990871325765510?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8872990871325765510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=8872990871325765510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8872990871325765510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8872990871325765510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/06/case-of-missing-pink-pencil-case.html' title='The Case of the Missing PINK Pencil Case'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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-427750113163678753.post-5486329250604210454</id><published>2008-06-13T17:50:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T20:44:52.292+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>Not Happy Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just in case..I haven't stopped blogging. Just had a short hiatus but I'm back for good now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has flew by so fast. It's the end of week 7 already. 2 more weeks till I'm free from exams, assignment, homework and basically school. Unless teachers decide to become more of a ho and give us homework and assignment(s) over the holiday period - I know I have a Science one that is due next term and since I'm doing plants I need to start..now. Hmm maybe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been in the 'brightest' mood today. I lost my pencil case. ='( I know your probably thinking "what is this psychopath on about?" Well...this pencil case was pink with lots of pink Smiggle stationary okay? And it didn't help that I didn't look at it for 2 minutes and as soon as I turned around it was gone! I understand if someone stole a phone, mp3 or wallet. Wait no I don't understand. But like, there most be some serious disorder with whoever who has been stealing all these items over this term. There is thieve(s) in our school. And now, they can't even resist taking a pencil case without permission aka stealing? What's next oh, I know, let's steal some earrings from that girl. Grrr....I'm watching out thieve(s) so be afraid..be very afraid...MWAHAHAH. Oh it doesn't help that I've also lost my glasses case this week as well. &gt;=( And to add up to the hurt, I'm capped. Tripple &gt;=( Also I did my English Assessment and although I finished (barely) I believe I did shitty. After school I called up Telstra because mum told me to cause we recently changed to it. This is how the conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, this is Abdud speaking, how may I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, well we recently changed to Telstra and you appointed someone to change our phone thing but then we weren't home so you guy didn't do it, can we book another appointment? And also, people have been trying to call in and somehow it's not working?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well your previous company was Optus right? Call them and complain"&lt;br /&gt;"But we're with your company now -"&lt;br /&gt;"No, you need to call them first"&lt;br /&gt;"But we're with Telstra...this doesn't involve Optus"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes it does, call them okay"&lt;br /&gt;"You have really bad service"&lt;br /&gt;"This is not about service, it's about how I'm trying to 'help' you. Just call Optus okay, okay bye" *He hangs phone*&lt;br /&gt;As if you don't know already, Telstra has super bad service and I, Selina Liu will swear by God, Allah and Buddha that I will never ever join Telstra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I barely have homework this weekend = end of financial year sales = shopping spree = happiness = better skin. A bit exaggerated link but well, it applies to me :) I finally ordered my sunscreen from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sasa.com&lt;/span&gt; last week so it'll come around the next two weeks. I'm pschyed about that, I've been waiting for this sunscreen to be in stock for so long and I've finally laid my hands on it, technically my mouse but still the same, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a useless entry once again with no pictures to top it off. Again. Blame the net! Blame the net for too much free downloading. Blame the downloads. Blame my self control! No, scratch that. But I will spam my next entry with lots of photos because we have the athletics carnival coming up :D Um, McCormack, let's win this year yeah? My support for my house has been accomplished *insert witty retarded grin here because I don't know how the emoticon is supposed to look like*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S. &lt;/span&gt;Theresa, I know how you feel when you lost your Ipod now, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because the worth of a pencil case is identical to the worth of an Ipod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.P.S.&lt;/span&gt; Many people in our school has cut their hair like mine now. Bangs. And I have mixed feelings about it. I don't know whether I should be happy because 'I'm so influencing' - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Samantha Lloyd&lt;/span&gt; or 'I'm not original because so many people have this haircut at school now' - words of um, I'll get back to you on that. But for now, it's okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.P.P.S.&lt;/span&gt; And if you guys haven't noticed Sam doesn't blog anymore. Knew this was gonna happen one day! So I'll shall update everything when I'm uncapped and links can just be changed to selina instead of samsel if you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.P.P.P.S. &lt;/span&gt;Post post post post script sounds retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-5486329250604210454?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5486329250604210454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=5486329250604210454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/5486329250604210454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/5486329250604210454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-happy-jane.html' title='Not Happy Jane'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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-427750113163678753.post-524243247535758337</id><published>2008-05-23T16:59:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T18:07:14.300+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>So busy.</title><content type='html'>Decided just to do a quick post. School has seriously been taking over my life. The junk load of exams kills me. I've really barely started studying and I (think) I'll be busy this whole weekend cause relo's are over. UGH. And I've heard that the Science classes are changing depending on this half yearly exam and/or if you want to do science next year? Please tell me that's not true...I have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no confidence&lt;/span&gt; in my half yearlies whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hate the fact that it's supposed to be an assessment free week due to exams next week and we got an assignment this week with the first part due two days after it! Yes, even though it was just an hypothesis and we were in groups but still! KDJFKD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First fight/argument in our group this year. I still remember last year's massive fight between Kim and Theresa over Kim's yoghurt. LOLOL. This argument is so&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; stupid&lt;/span&gt;..I'm serious, we're like fighting over..man I don't even know what we're fighting/arguing about, it just ends up with like all the asians in year 10 asking me and jlam what is going on and why we did this and such....&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Girl schools are so annoying I tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's freezing these days.......I love it. I adore this weather. I prefer winter over summer anyday! Even though it's hard to wake up in the morning but like, at least you can make yourself warm in winter whereas in summer you have to practically&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; strip&lt;/span&gt; to make yourself cooler --&gt; reminds me of Wonder Girls So Hot MV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day my auntie dragged me out and gave me a lecture on how choosing universities and courses was not about what you wanna become. It's what type of husband you want. Load of bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to shop. So so badly. I also feel like going to the cinema...I don't think I've been since&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;last year!&lt;/span&gt; WOAHH WHAT? Let me rephrase. I haven't been to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Australian &lt;/span&gt;cinemas since last year. Really feel like watching a horror movie of some sort soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SDZ3oRQ_bYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6XFRsn_l6Ls/s1600-h/u1343p28t3d2033378f326dt20080522121413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SDZ3oRQ_bYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6XFRsn_l6Ls/s320/u1343p28t3d2033378f326dt20080522121413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203477953186327938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks interesting no? These type of zombies/vampires always seems to remind me of Micheal Jackson's classic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thriller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SDZ6vBQ_bZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YvZTJKq8_kU/s1600-h/michael-jackson-400a052307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SDZ6vBQ_bZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YvZTJKq8_kU/s320/michael-jackson-400a052307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203481367685328274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't touch her! I swear! She's a girl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't understand why people are still getting plastic surgery after the whole world knowing what happened to MJ's face now. erkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-524243247535758337?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/524243247535758337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=524243247535758337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/524243247535758337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/524243247535758337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-busy.html' title='So busy.'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SDZ3oRQ_bYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6XFRsn_l6Ls/s72-c/u1343p28t3d2033378f326dt20080522121413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-1554676131841756514</id><published>2008-05-17T17:28:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:25:40.445+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trauma world'/><title type='text'>No photos here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;2008 &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;SiChuan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; Earthquake&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I wasn’t planning to blog and to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cough&lt;/span&gt;study&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cough&lt;/span&gt; instead but this issue is always in the back of my mind so I decided to blog...then go out for dinner…then maybe do other stuff. Um I shall study tomorrow :P Ah crap, I'm going out tomorrow. Study MONDAY! Actually I'm supposed to be heading to Brisbane on Monday for three days for my cousins wedding but noo...I have exams T___T Also my cousin from Japan is back with her new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;100% made and developed in Japanese boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;. Sounds like some product LOL. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m sure many people have heard of this earthquake by now (if you haven’t, where have you been? Under a cave? a blocked cave?) and my sympathy goes towards all those people that are affected whether they are dead, lost their loved ones, witness their loved ones slowly dying or experiencing the earthquake and the trauma. As of May 16, the death toll is 25,183 while the government believes this number will soon soar up to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;50,000&lt;/span&gt; and the amount of people injured so far are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;168,669&lt;/span&gt;. Many children and adults are still trapped under buildings and imagine the anxiety of the parents not knowing whether their only child is alive (&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;China&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s government only allows one child per couple) and most likely to find out their child is dead. There were many parents who protected their child during the earthquake with the children surviving and becoming orphans. It’s heartbreaking to see so many young, innocent children losing parents because their parents saved them instead. Even if the young children survived, many had their legs and arms amputated in order to save their lives. I remember watching a part of the news where there was this parent who could hear her child asking for help, but with the limited people and resources available to save her, the child slowly died. Anyways, the point of this entry is not to emphasis on how saddening it is for those people, the country and the world, but because I feel the need to blog about them and for everyone to pray for them…pray for the people that have died, ones that miraculously survived and for them to be strong, orphans, parents that have lost their only child and everyone that has lost someone they love. Better yet, why don’t you not buy that pair of shoes, that album of your favourite boyband, the top you’ve been dying for or have a cheaper lunch instead of splurging on a costly lunch and donate the money to those poor people that are probably starving, in tears or under a collapsed building(s) gasping for help. You may think that $5 note is not a lot, but if everyone donates $5 I’m sure you’ve probably saved a few people who are almost dying of hunger. I’ve actually persuaded my family and myself to donate $200 altogether so guys, remember to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;donate money and pray for them&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I hope you guys read that…if you didn’t GO BACK AND READ IT! If you did good job on  expressing your concern for those people and being bothered to read my two cents. Kay, shall end it here. GASP no food photos? WHAT IS THIS? Nah, it’s cause I feel bad for showing the pictures of what I can afford and luckily enough to eat while people in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;SiChuan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; are probably crying now. Next entry would be a “normal” entry :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-1554676131841756514?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1554676131841756514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=1554676131841756514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1554676131841756514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1554676131841756514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-photos-here.html' title='No photos here.'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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-427750113163678753.post-2788923593910758316</id><published>2008-05-05T22:52:00.013+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T17:20:09.719+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excursions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><title type='text'>An escapament.</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't be here. Typing. I should be completing my IST assignment and making a move on my Science Assignment. I should also be cramming in 4 months worth of work from over half my subjects. And what am I doing now? Oh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; blogging. Yeah, good job Sel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several days ago (more like Monday) we went on a Commerce Excursion to the Police Museum and NSW Parliament House. May sound like a bore already which was my initial thought as well but the excursion actually was interesting (many role plays and watching Mary. N doing a speech and acting as a minister of ___ was exciting stuff) and I learnt many things. No, the school is not paying me to write this. HAHA. For Lunch the asians (exclude Kim) of course decided and sushi and the non other &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Easyway &lt;/span&gt;while the rest of the class choosed Maccas. At least some of us are actually 'healthy' in the class. I also charged my camera and everything the night before, ready to use the next day...and would you guess it, I left my battery on the charger therefore there are no photos from the 'exciting' trip --&gt; no sarcasm intended here trip. Can't really remember what happened so I shall spam the rest of the post with (food) photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFTMXq1-hI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NCTFFmEbG3w/s1600-h/DSC00495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFTMXq1-hI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NCTFFmEbG3w/s320/DSC00495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197526916939512338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFTVHq1-iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QwIJYPr0QmY/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFTVHq1-iI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QwIJYPr0QmY/s320/DSC00494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197527067263367714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFUDXq1-jI/AAAAAAAAAHs/QqaEfHyt-UI/s1600-h/PICT0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFUDXq1-jI/AAAAAAAAAHs/QqaEfHyt-UI/s320/PICT0504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197527861832317490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFUN3q1-kI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wQQb3j9S5Jo/s1600-h/PICT0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFUN3q1-kI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wQQb3j9S5Jo/s320/PICT0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197528042220943938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFUenq1-lI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7cN6CsWHokg/s1600-h/PICT0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFUenq1-lI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7cN6CsWHokg/s320/PICT0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197528329983752786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFUpnq1-mI/AAAAAAAAAIE/m4aY5NHovqE/s1600-h/PICT0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFUpnq1-mI/AAAAAAAAAIE/m4aY5NHovqE/s320/PICT0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197528518962313826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFU3Xq1-nI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XQNW4GNe65k/s1600-h/PICT0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFU3Xq1-nI/AAAAAAAAAIM/XQNW4GNe65k/s320/PICT0268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197528755185515122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFVFnq1-oI/AAAAAAAAAIU/EmoGQ4PXmHg/s1600-h/PICT0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFVFnq1-oI/AAAAAAAAAIU/EmoGQ4PXmHg/s320/PICT0293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197528999998651010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFVMHq1-pI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eb2Vy2oJ1Yo/s1600-h/PICT0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFVMHq1-pI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eb2Vy2oJ1Yo/s320/PICT0294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197529111667800722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate fountain...Lucy better be reading this &amp;amp; LOL at the blurry person in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFVVnq1-qI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_MZoRTNaNfs/s1600-h/PICT0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFVVnq1-qI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_MZoRTNaNfs/s320/PICT0525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197529274876557986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think this blog's aim is to feed my addiction of food photos and food in general. Ahh..isn't it satisfying to look at those photos and drool over them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday JLAM. Your officially half way to 30 and a quarter to 60. Have a birthday cake :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFWqHq1-rI/AAAAAAAAAIs/W6xMIX7_y3w/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFWqHq1-rI/AAAAAAAAAIs/W6xMIX7_y3w/s320/DSC00497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197530726575504050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On side note, all these photos are claimed as mine, I couldn't be bothered photoshopping them so yeah *insert copyright stuff here 2008*. If you want them (to also feed your obession over photos and food) then ask me for them, but no one reads this blog so yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end it off here, cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-2788923593910758316?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2788923593910758316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=2788923593910758316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/2788923593910758316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/2788923593910758316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/05/escapament.html' title='An escapament.'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SCFTMXq1-hI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NCTFFmEbG3w/s72-c/DSC00495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-6279285919673984263</id><published>2008-04-26T16:52:00.035+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T11:46:20.827+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Kim spasm</title><content type='html'>Don't you really regret saying things to someone that you know hurts them so badly and that you know you shouldn't have said it? I really can't control what comes out from my mouth when I'm really angry. I know it's wrong to say it, and I know i would be classified as really 'bad' once I say it, and not only does it hurt the person who you said it to, but it also hurts you. You said it to make them feel that it was their fault that they have caused all this, but really deep down, as much as you 'hate' the person, they are the reason that you exist. Without them, you wouldn't be living here. You want to apologise, but apologising is one of the hardest thing to do because you believe you didn't do anything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, enough of this random ranting. Let's move on to some more cheerful stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;I really should be doing my homework instead of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday, Evee, Lucy, Sam, Kim (gasp!!! she's allowed to go out?) and I went to city. The train ride was our first train ride with Kim, Lucy and I were reading our book (yes, we're nerds) and Evee was listening to her ipod (as usual) and Kim was basically talking to herself because we were all distracted doing our own stuff on the train. Actually I'll just summarise the day in a couple of points...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;As if you didn't know already, Kim fails badly in using chopstick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kim went into the Asian store!! (two in fact)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Morning Glory only hires Koreans. KDJFKLD &gt;=(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I made Kim verse me against Air Hockey, i won.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We accompanied Kim to her first trip to Chinatown in 5 years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kim was pretty pissed about how many asians there was in Chinatown...hence CHINAtown.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Although it seems that Kim despises photos, we know she secretly loves it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We ALSO accompanied Kim to her first time in Capitols.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kim dressed the most 'asian'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was several attempts from the accused (Kim) to murder the victim (Sam) The rest of us were the witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm sorry for flooding this post with 'Kim-ness' and neglecting everyone else, but I'm sure everyone would be verryyy interested in reading about Kim. It's Kim after all you know. Going out with her is pretty more exciting than seeing a pig fly.&lt;br /&gt;Famous quote of the day - "so what are we gonna do/go now?" asked Kim. The five of us stand in the same spot and think about 10 minutes and realise we're causing traffic (no, not because we're fat! HOW DARE YOU THINK THAT! but because the road is small LOL) I should really stop typing and post pictures now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRqqXq1-BI/AAAAAAAAADc/YluZes99wP0/s1600-h/pict0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRqqXq1-BI/AAAAAAAAADc/YluZes99wP0/s320/pict0033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193893546405787666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRrDXq1-CI/AAAAAAAAADk/FVk1iWpDsEA/s1600-h/pict0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRrDXq1-CI/AAAAAAAAADk/FVk1iWpDsEA/s320/pict0034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193893975902517282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRrTnq1-DI/AAAAAAAAADs/7Vko0pYRZk4/s1600-h/PICT0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRrTnq1-DI/AAAAAAAAADs/7Vko0pYRZk4/s320/PICT0035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193894255075391538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRrgnq1-EI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZOiqFBXeBjY/s1600-h/pict0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRrgnq1-EI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ZOiqFBXeBjY/s320/pict0036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193894478413690946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kim's always ahead of us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRsj3q1-GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sihhFin0DXI/s1600-h/PICT0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRsj3q1-GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sihhFin0DXI/s320/PICT0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193895633759893602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot her? I think it's hard to miss. Yeah I had to cover my face here cause I looked like a druggo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRtLHq1-HI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i3S1d94EWhE/s1600-h/PICT0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRtLHq1-HI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i3S1d94EWhE/s320/PICT0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193896308069759090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRtaXq1-II/AAAAAAAAAEU/8nivBFXbOFQ/s1600-h/PICT0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRtaXq1-II/AAAAAAAAAEU/8nivBFXbOFQ/s320/PICT0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193896570062764162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRt53q1-JI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KkRlyQN1ItM/s1600-h/PICT0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRt53q1-JI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KkRlyQN1ItM/s320/PICT0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193897111228643474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Attempt #1 at using the timer on the camera on the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRuVnq1-KI/AAAAAAAAAEk/C5Rdc8k4lyI/s1600-h/PICT0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRuVnq1-KI/AAAAAAAAAEk/C5Rdc8k4lyI/s320/PICT0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193897587970013346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt #...wait, a man took it this time for us cause we looked like we were struggling. AHAH, and then to his (and our suprise) the timer was still on so he was standing there for a whole 10 seconds waiting for it. Also gave us 'crazy' sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRu4nq1-LI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FkeLNrCTdrA/s1600-h/PICT0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRu4nq1-LI/AAAAAAAAAEs/FkeLNrCTdrA/s320/PICT0049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193898189265434802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;MANY photos taken on the trip back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRvOXq1-MI/AAAAAAAAAE0/wO5gP1sC1u4/s1600-h/PICT0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRvOXq1-MI/AAAAAAAAAE0/wO5gP1sC1u4/s320/PICT0067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193898562927589570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's on business i tell ya ;) note how she holds the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRvgnq1-NI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oI2iK2kowu4/s1600-h/PICT0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRvgnq1-NI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oI2iK2kowu4/s320/PICT0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193898876460202194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I LOL'd out loud at this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRv5Hq1-OI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DVn0K3udoKQ/s1600-h/PICT0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRv5Hq1-OI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DVn0K3udoKQ/s320/PICT0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193899297366997218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRwJnq1-PI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KBs9ELDACVA/s1600-h/PICT0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRwJnq1-PI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KBs9ELDACVA/s320/PICT0059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193899580834838770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBR4EXq1-gI/AAAAAAAAAHU/rIBrcUEARzA/s1600-h/PICT0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBR4EXq1-gI/AAAAAAAAAHU/rIBrcUEARzA/s320/PICT0060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193908286733548034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kim tries to hide from the camera:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRw2Xq1-SI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sXnRtwh664E/s1600-h/PICT0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRw2Xq1-SI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sXnRtwh664E/s320/PICT0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193900349633984802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRxDnq1-TI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jJTK04eQHxE/s1600-h/PICT0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRxDnq1-TI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jJTK04eQHxE/s320/PICT0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193900577267251506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRxxHq1-VI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xmaLpbPlLN8/s1600-h/PICT0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRxxHq1-VI/AAAAAAAAAF8/xmaLpbPlLN8/s320/PICT0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193901358951299410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRyJnq1-WI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jMRD-Yb-ZIo/s1600-h/PICT0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRyJnq1-WI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jMRD-Yb-ZIo/s320/PICT0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193901779858094434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRyZHq1-XI/AAAAAAAAAGM/L_wVBIXhtFE/s1600-h/PICT0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRyZHq1-XI/AAAAAAAAAGM/L_wVBIXhtFE/s320/PICT0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193902046146066802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we insist so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRynnq1-YI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0ppnT2qdZ9k/s1600-h/PICT0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRynnq1-YI/AAAAAAAAAGU/0ppnT2qdZ9k/s320/PICT0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193902295254169986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She becomes a luvo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRy43q1-ZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9X9zkTT8dQE/s1600-h/PICT0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRy43q1-ZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9X9zkTT8dQE/s320/PICT0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193902591606913426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note how it's called 'hairy doll' well it's a D.I.Y chain for your mobile...which Kim isn't getting till the end of the year. Asians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRzinq1-aI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lEIC-_0lNi8/s1600-h/PICT0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRzinq1-aI/AAAAAAAAAGk/lEIC-_0lNi8/s320/PICT0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193903308866451874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRwp3q1-RI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ScFpBxrTOhY/s1600-h/PICT0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRwp3q1-RI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ScFpBxrTOhY/s320/PICT0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193900134885619986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBR0Znq1-bI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ngz_LOICLbA/s1600-h/PICT0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBR0Znq1-bI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ngz_LOICLbA/s320/PICT0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193904253759257010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBR0pnq1-cI/AAAAAAAAAG0/R-g9N3C9uEs/s1600-h/PICT0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBR0pnq1-cI/AAAAAAAAAG0/R-g9N3C9uEs/s320/PICT0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193904528637163970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so yellow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm sorry guys for killing your eyes with all this Kim-spasm, but i know many people would be asking me photos of Kim from this outing so i decided to post it all here instead of sending each one seperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH, last night i drank almost a whole bottle of red wine...and puked. Twice. Disgusting! I don't remember vomiting in years, so you can expect my suprise with this puke. Thankfully I wasn't drunk and didn't have a headache the next morning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to end things off...I need to give you two more Kim photos, just two more. These two mean alot since well you know, she hates Asian stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caught in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBR2IHq1-eI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pL_TyUd7Dig/s1600-h/PICT0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBR2IHq1-eI/AAAAAAAAAHE/pL_TyUd7Dig/s320/PICT0091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193906152134801890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim with a asian boyband dvd? LKDJFDKLJF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBR2a3q1-fI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HOxCIIYj0dk/s1600-h/pict0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBR2a3q1-fI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HOxCIIYj0dk/s320/pict0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193906474257349106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHAHAHAHA! (Kim in the most asian-est shop in chinatown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-6279285919673984263?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6279285919673984263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=6279285919673984263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/6279285919673984263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/6279285919673984263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-you-really-regret-saying-things-to.html' title='Kim spasm'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SBRqqXq1-BI/AAAAAAAAADc/YluZes99wP0/s72-c/pict0033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-1937168790387926776</id><published>2008-04-19T12:41:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T15:41:18.522+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>A slob..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SAlj_VaabUI/AAAAAAAAADM/otV5cSypCZs/s1600-h/pict0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SAlj_VaabUI/AAAAAAAAADM/otV5cSypCZs/s320/pict0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190789985252044098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the effect of this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A fat slob to be precise. The last month I've been eating out for at least 15+ times. Really not a good thing since I'm trying to lose weight and most of the time when i go out to eat it's buffet T__T Annddd I'm going to a seafood buffet tonight. ZOMG. Oh well who can resist good food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kim Sun Young to get a haircut on Thursday. Had around 5cm of hair chopped off. I like it though :) I get sick of the same hairstyle easily. Ask for Elle if you go, she's great although she does lacks alot of english speaking skills but body languages says alot. $33 for a haircut, wash and blowdry is reasonably cheap because this is a leading Korean hair salon in Sydney and it's also in the US. Received the Stabilo membership thingo and my 'free gift' which was a hot pink (any suprises here) highlighter and a 2008 student diary which i plan to give to my family friend or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been drinking alot these holidays. No, not in clubs or anything! In front of my mum HAHA. She's freaked out on how much I can drink since I came back from Hong Kong. And I'm only drinking red wine, beer isn't healthy and I like the taste of red wine over beer anyday! Cousin has been buying me the Mina magazine every month now without me telling him to..I hope it means he's just doing it out of kindness...not an underlying message that i need to fix up my fashion sense LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Umm what else, oh yeah I haven't blogged in a whole month! Last update was March 20th and now it's April 19th. Holiday homework has been killing me. Need to read To Kill A Mockingbir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;d &amp;amp; answer the chapter questions. Write some short story (700 - 100 words) for some stupid competition which Fraser has to make compulsory for our class and to add a cherry to my delightful amount of homework i also need to start on my IST assignment and Science. One week of holidays left...I can see myself pulling all nighters. Just remembered, need to find a place for work experience as well. I should go to retail therapy now. Whenever I think of shopping i remember how much $$ sam is getting just for shopping. I'm peeved now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay I'll end this post now, too much reading for most of you guys i know. Cheers ;) *grabs a glass of wine*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S &lt;/span&gt;- The Eye is on SBS on wed night guys :D 10.30pm. It's the Hong Kong version, not the American copycat one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.P.S&lt;/span&gt; - My chinese school principle was nagging to my parents telling me to go to Taiwan. That women is so annoying, I told her i don't want to go to Taiwan with randoms around the world for a whooping 6 weeks even if the gov. pays for our food and accomadation and learning T__T She just doesn't get it. I'd rather go Hong Kong to eat and play than Taiwan to 'learn' and meet people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SAljI1aabTI/AAAAAAAAADE/ffTiJo4u_VM/s1600-h/PICT0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SAljI1aabTI/AAAAAAAAADE/ffTiJo4u_VM/s320/PICT0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190789048949173554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath of some wacky hairstyle HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-1937168790387926776?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1937168790387926776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=1937168790387926776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1937168790387926776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1937168790387926776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/04/slob.html' title='A slob..'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/SAlj_VaabUI/AAAAAAAAADM/otV5cSypCZs/s72-c/pict0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-7319252922756418950</id><published>2008-03-20T21:26:00.028+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T11:27:19.068+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Meh, longest post yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haven't blogged in ages, i got my computer like beginning of last week but well..i've been lazy and busy. So, I will recap these couple of days, very very briefly and will lack photos because as usual, i've been lazy ha. What's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LAST SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chinese school, Shirley &amp;amp; I hit the city. We decided to leave chinese school earlier in case we 'missed the train', so we were running to the station in the stupid, sticky, boiling sun. When we arrived, the train that we thought was the one we were supposed to catch, was there so we hopped on followed by a bunch of lebos wearing those bulldogs jerseys. I swear, they have no fashion sense and to any lebs that reads this (if anyone even READS it) you guys, go like, buy clothes or something and i do not mean clothes that says 'bulldogs' 'tigers' 'eels' etc. And like stop wearing frikin thin plain singlets that we can all see your chest hair. Even though, Australia is sorta renowed for it's &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'manly hairyness'&lt;/span&gt;. Off topic, anyways we realised we caught the train that took the longggg way to the city, so got off a Yagonna. That station is deserted. Hopped onto another train back to Bankstown, where we started off and had to wait another 10minutes for the real fast train to go to the city. T__T Finally got to the city at a quarter to 6 and so we hit Market City for some cosmetic and clothing shopping ^^ We wanted to apply for that student discount card but the info desk was closed #()$&amp;amp;* (we, being the true asians just wanted the 'free' gift from smiggle) Went to Ramen Kan, and it was jampacked - at 7. So being the stupid girls we are, we decided to go downstairs and check out other restaurants, decided to stick to Ramen Kan, went back up and then there was two guys lining in front of us. Finally got our food, was starving but still couldn't finish it cause it was around 3 times the amount I eat at home. Walked to Town Hall pretty bloated, saw a bunch of &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;40yr old hairy goths&lt;/span&gt;, saw a guy that was wearing a super nice shirt that we both liked, tempted to ask where he got it from but looking at his style we figured it was from some asian country. Finally got my &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GATSBYYYY.&lt;/span&gt; like finally. Was experimenting with it on the train back, everyone kept glancing at us cause i was making a fuss that Shirley wasn't holding the mirror correctly. LOLOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LAST SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mary's bowling partayyy. Arrived at her house around 12 and was suprised that she was still in her pj's and watching some drama. Rushed her into getting changed and finally we were on our way to Fairfield Bowling. Her younger cousin kept singing (I thought) some viet song in the car but turned out he was singing an english song. And he kept singing the same line ahaha. Played a game of air hockey before the others came. Jessie brang her two Jap friends, Shihori and Miki. Then a game of Bowling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Team 1&lt;/span&gt; - Kim, Jessie, Shihori, Miki and Selina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Team 2&lt;/span&gt; - Mary, Saki, Sam and Mishy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Team 3&lt;/span&gt; - Evee, Gina, Leah and Lucy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Team 4 + 5 &lt;/span&gt;- Mary's brother/sister/cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL well Kim tried to sabotage Team 2 by rolling HER ball into their aisle. Knowing the other team, they planned revenge. Oh, some revenge too. When it was Kim's turn to bowl and only had one pin left, Mary decided to stick her nose in and bowled on Kim's behalf without her permission. The irony? Mary &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DID &lt;/span&gt;hit the one pin. HAHAH. That didn't happen once either, when saki wanted revenge with Kim, that time there was only one pin left too and yeap, Saki hit that pin as well. ROFFLE &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mere concidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lunch was served by &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some lady whose fat was eating her face.&lt;/span&gt; She also made our lunches..which consisters of watery frankfurts and soft as bread. Played another game of bowling but this time 'fairly'. Arcade-ded? a bit and then Ice cream cake time =9 After everyone left Mar finally took me home. Oh and I also finally handed out the soverneirs. Should of seen Kim's face when she received the Yamapi poster...&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was not a good sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First day of the Easter Holidays (for our schoool) woke up and then went to the library to borrow books about St Augustine T__T Saw so many MSJ chicks there. Then went with Mum and Family Friend to I think the Revesby Workers Club. No, not to gamble, to eat. Ate at &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Opus Restuarant&lt;/span&gt;, pretty nice i must say, although we were the only people there eating. LOL We couldn't finish the food but then we realised we couldn't take it home, SOOO being the true asians, we covered the food with paper and stuffed it into our bags roffle. 'nough said. Ohh, Last night daddy brang cheese lobster home for 'supper' Yes, I can hear you nagging about the fatness already. Then I had abalone tonight for dinner, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm a seafood addict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; note the seafood pizza at the pictures. Remembered to take photos this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JF1AH_OII/AAAAAAAAABE/5m62jIzqSXQ/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179779298298378370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JF1AH_OII/AAAAAAAAABE/5m62jIzqSXQ/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Place we dined at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JGMQH_OJI/AAAAAAAAABM/bFE7y1Opt2A/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179779697730336914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JGMQH_OJI/AAAAAAAAABM/bFE7y1Opt2A/s320/DSC00202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garlic Prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JGbwH_OKI/AAAAAAAAABU/OOso6NIi2Uo/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179779964018309282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JGbwH_OKI/AAAAAAAAABU/OOso6NIi2Uo/s320/DSC00203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garlic Pizza, this was yummo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JG7wH_OLI/AAAAAAAAABc/2rxQaiXk1LE/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179780513774123186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JG7wH_OLI/AAAAAAAAABc/2rxQaiXk1LE/s320/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sphagetti Puttasenca?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JHLwH_OMI/AAAAAAAAABk/cF1h9ePiQEM/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179780788652030146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JHLwH_OMI/AAAAAAAAABk/cF1h9ePiQEM/s320/DSC00205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garden Salad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JHbwH_ONI/AAAAAAAAABs/-1RHUDHg94U/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179781063529937106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JHbwH_ONI/AAAAAAAAABs/-1RHUDHg94U/s320/DSC00206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seafood Pizza which consisted on loads of margareita cheese, prawns, smoked salmon, mussels and scallops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For some randoms photos now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JH_wH_OOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mrA3cD9Goak/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179781682005227746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JH_wH_OOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mrA3cD9Goak/s320/DSC00207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gatsby Moving Rubber - Air Rise. You need to use it for awhile for a first timer to adjust to the styling, but nevertheless it's pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JJ0QH_OPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3-7lYqKof8I/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179783683459987698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JJ0QH_OPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/3-7lYqKof8I/s320/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cousin purchased the latest Mina issue for me :D:D Chinese edition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JKOQH_OQI/AAAAAAAAACE/mwKcUhO9qUU/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179784130136586498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JKOQH_OQI/AAAAAAAAACE/mwKcUhO9qUU/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JKhAH_ORI/AAAAAAAAACM/4CZOXir0Jpo/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179784452259133714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JKhAH_ORI/AAAAAAAAACM/4CZOXir0Jpo/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JLBgH_OSI/AAAAAAAAACU/HLiOUuRZZBE/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179785010604882210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JLBgH_OSI/AAAAAAAAACU/HLiOUuRZZBE/s320/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JLUgH_OTI/AAAAAAAAACc/3Bw2cjCtRMA/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179785337022396722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JLUgH_OTI/AAAAAAAAACc/3Bw2cjCtRMA/s320/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JMUAH_OUI/AAAAAAAAACk/k1dzALNiK0o/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179786427944089922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JMUAH_OUI/AAAAAAAAACk/k1dzALNiK0o/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Super cool popping soda - Ramune soda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JMrwH_OVI/AAAAAAAAACs/Dd9NdLZ3gmM/s1600-h/DSC00188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179786835965983058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JMrwH_OVI/AAAAAAAAACs/Dd9NdLZ3gmM/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taken a couple of weeks back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JNAAH_OWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ceMNfQKWOSQ/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179787183858334050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JNAAH_OWI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ceMNfQKWOSQ/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the face shop - Pearl mask, Shimmer White Liner Pencil (left) and Automatic Dual Pearl Purple Pencil (right) I recommend the mask but as for the eyeliners, they smudge pretty easily but the colours are pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JNmgH_OXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qoQhXVLu3Hs/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179787845283297650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JNmgH_OXI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qoQhXVLu3Hs/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL experimenting with hairstyles. My hair looks really brown here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Woahhh longest post YET. Can't even be bothered re-reading it so excuse the typos. Hahah, yesterday, was St Josephs Day and we had to watching some AFL? game played by students and teachers in the oval but we as asians played the card game and the hand game. We're so orignal LOL. ANNDDD the whole one and half hour that we played &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I DIDN'T LOSE ONCE.&lt;/span&gt; (H) Boy were the others mad considering their hands were all bruised and red from being slapped once they lost. I was scarred shitless once I found out only me and Saki hasn't lose, and so the second last round I realised my luck wouldn't last that long and drew out of the game. And would you guess it, SAKI LOST THE LAST ROUND. For some reason, everyone was angry at ME for not losing instead of saki not losing the whole time but when she finally lose...their anger towards me was put on saki. Poor thing, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm sorry saki that i caused your hand to tremble for the next half an hour.&lt;/span&gt; LOL I don't think I should play those games from now on...in case those ho's remember I haven't lost and will slap me like they've never slapped before and I've never been slapped before.&lt;br /&gt;Eugh, these next few days would be spent studying and assignmenting. Oh the joy! Someone hand me a gun. TT need to relax myself - &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mask time&lt;/span&gt; :D:D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-7319252922756418950?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7319252922756418950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=7319252922756418950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/7319252922756418950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/7319252922756418950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/03/havent-blogged-in-ages-i-got-my.html' title='Meh, longest post yet.'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R-JF1AH_OII/AAAAAAAAABE/5m62jIzqSXQ/s72-c/DSC00201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-1810151534271644381</id><published>2008-03-02T21:37:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:46:58.127+11:00</updated><title type='text'>WELL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img125.imageshack.us/img125/8358/lalalalalath9.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as it turns out, it looks like i'm being forced just to entertain you all ( it feels like i'm talking to a brick wall ) so uh here have an emu !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so so since i'm supposed to be talking about RANDOM things, the cricket is random !!! ( hahahha i can feel you all hating me already ) yayayay i hope australia wins against india ;w; the score isssss 3/206 right now ajhfjdkghd with india batting. /wrist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-1810151534271644381?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1810151534271644381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=1810151534271644381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1810151534271644381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/1810151534271644381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/03/well.html' title='WELL.'/><author><name>!.citrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17317126020088486984</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-427750113163678753.post-8344298376901596397</id><published>2008-02-28T16:16:00.013+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:02:50.702+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Soaking wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; had&lt;/span&gt; to blog about today. It was once in a life time experience at MSJ. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Literally.&lt;/span&gt; Okay, let me start from the beginning. A bunch of us decided to participate in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clean Up Australia Day&lt;/span&gt; where we miss out on a whole 3 periods, recieve free morning tea and all we have to do is just walk around the area picking up rubbish! That may sound a big erk but we were equipped with gloves and massive plastic bags. Worked in pairs, me&amp;amp;jlam, anna&amp;amp;mary, kim&amp;amp;dalena, mishy&amp;amp;mina and we were all 'competing' over who manages to find the most rubbish. Jlam&amp;amp;I won both rounds. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 14px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/happy.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only rule was to 'not steal each others rubbish' AHAHAH Boy did we have fun. We found the weirdest 'rubbish'. Found a broken sold sign, holden steering wheel and many glass/dog shit and...fresh watermelons, massive mushrooms and a dead fish lying in the middle of the grass! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Dead.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Dead.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jlam &amp;amp; Dalena was really into it, they managed to grab rubbish next to creeks and then Jessie had all bugs over her. Jessie was so into it...that she was thinking of picking up dog shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Jessie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Hey! Look! Dog shit, Mrs Paine, can i pick it up? Its rubbish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mrs Paine: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Noo! I know your very into this activity but you might catch diseases and things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZKuhruV6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/S1vKwA3tHug/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZKuhruV6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/S1vKwA3tHug/s200/DSC00171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171903385257793442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us in Mishy's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZKqBruV5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/GakvXSdeGZ4/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZKqBruV5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/GakvXSdeGZ4/s200/DSC00168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171903307948382098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZKQxruV4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/b5xAkoXOTzg/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZKQxruV4I/AAAAAAAAAAc/b5xAkoXOTzg/s200/DSC00165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171902874156685186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do excuse our hair and looks. We just came out of the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZJ8hruV2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/p7r4P0C4s60/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZJ8hruV2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/p7r4P0C4s60/s200/DSC00163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171902526264334178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooray and mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZLihruV8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVzLeek-7YM/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZLihruV8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nVzLeek-7YM/s200/DSC00173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171904278610991042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pho! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 15px; height: 12px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/happy.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mary and Anna wandered into another area into the park and came back with a mini watermelon! God, were we so fascinated so we followed them back to the place and found another watermelon broken in half already..with watermelon juice in it! Then saw massive mushrooms and so Jessie put some mushroom into the watermelon and put it in Kim's face! All you could hear was a bunch of teenage asian girls screaming and laughing our heads off. What did it taste like Kim? Really hope you don't catch some disease and die. Cleaned up some more and then it started pouring. And with no umbrellas we walked a whole 20minutes back to school in the rain. We were drenched. I was squeezing water out of my shorts. Got back to school and we were told that since we were so wet we could go home! YAYAY. Fishlock saw us all soaked and said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fishlock: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WTF (she said it as doubeuyou tee eff)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Selina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; doubeuyou tee eff your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much confusion and hesitation we got Mary's mum to take us to Mishy's place where we youtubed for like 2hours. Kim had her hair down. Tame it down woman, it was whacking everyone's faces! Jlam kept making us watch Kat-tuns PV's. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Angry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Angry.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Changed into Mishy's socks/shoes/pants (only kim for pants) and walked to the asian shops (everyone was staring at us, cause we were in half mufti from mishys clothes, half uniform, still soaked and out of school at like 1 therefore we looked like a 'jigger') and had pho while Anna and Kim went to the bank or some crap. When we finished we couldn't find them anymore so just walked around and saw Kim's mum instead and told her we lost her daughter LOL and went back to Mishy's place to grab our bags and somehow get home with no keys and all. Managed that, showered and I feel so cleannn now. Oh well, the good thing is that we really did 'cleanse' ourselves straight after we collected rubbish. AHAH. Gosh, I'm so sick now. I was sick this morning and now i'm even sick-er. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm fully sick bro! &lt;/span&gt;I'm so participating in next years Clean Up Australia Day, just for the fun of it. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 18px; height: 14px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/happy.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, school photos tommorrow. I admire the photographers talents. They always manage to make us look like some monkey with a cheesey grin. Does that do them any advantage at all? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Angry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 13px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Angry.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also, there would be a two week hiatus from me. I know, hiatus already?? Well i'm getting a new computer (using cousins) so yeah. I'm counting on sam to post more often.. KFJDDLAKSJD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-8344298376901596397?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8344298376901596397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=8344298376901596397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8344298376901596397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/8344298376901596397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/02/soaking-wet.html' title='Soaking wet'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tXmzDdDTTK4/R8ZKuhruV6I/AAAAAAAAAAs/S1vKwA3tHug/s72-c/DSC00171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427750113163678753.post-3227486210677250106</id><published>2008-02-27T16:38:00.013+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T17:09:28.081+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school events'/><title type='text'>Paedophiles and speedos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was community day. And this means a day of bludging on the beach with the yr 7s and the yr 10 peer support leaders. 'Community Day' is just a day where the yr 7's make new friends and have a day to relax and crap like that. Pretty overrated though, cause I remember my yr 7 Community Day was just a day where i got burnt and played crappy games with my peer support leaders.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I, being a peer support leader &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Cool.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 17px; height: 14px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Cool.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of course had to attend &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(we planned awesome activities!!)&lt;/span&gt; why would you miss out on a day of bludging around the beach, or rather, Gunnamatta Bay and receiving our 'free' afternoon tea? I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; stupid. Anyways, the day consisted of random photos, sunscreen appliance and lots of (old) men with saggy titties and hairy chest walking around with just speedos on. Ghastly sight i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0569-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0569-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artworks done by the yr 7ners. I swear, i'm jealous on what they get to do. Compared to our yr 7 community day, this was like heaven &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Dead.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 14px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Dead.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0582.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well na duh &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Doh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 14px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Doh.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0585.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0586.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0589.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy and I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 13px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/happy.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0591.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess who's who?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Asians In action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the true asians that we were, while everyone was off in the bay having a 'good time' we were off walking, playing cards, exploring and perving (just kidding! right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0578.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/PICT0579.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0576.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fascinations of towels - actually we were supposed to look like towel stealers, didn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/pict0594.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our 'free food' *insert iceblock* Why do i have a feeling this 'free' food will get billed to our school fees? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Doh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 16px; height: 14px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/Doh.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/5434534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/5434534.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To end off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC00137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC00137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC00149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/DSC00149.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-3227486210677250106?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3227486210677250106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=3227486210677250106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/3227486210677250106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/3227486210677250106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/02/paedophiles-and-speedos.html' title='Paedophiles and speedos'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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-427750113163678753.post-7121817981017952452</id><published>2008-02-26T20:27:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:02:02.665+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='samm'/><title type='text'>i'm not a conjurer of cheap tricks !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;hey !! sam here. i guess you can tell by the many exclamation marks and it's only the first few sentences dskhgjgds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/5064/20040102elesealwallowinyn6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um. so yes. you probably shouldn't worry about that dhsdahg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what, i kinda rushed into making this blog, and i have nothing to write about ಠ_ಠ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-7121817981017952452?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7121817981017952452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=7121817981017952452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/7121817981017952452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/7121817981017952452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-not-conjurer-of-cheap-tricks.html' title='i&apos;m not a conjurer of cheap tricks !!'/><author><name>!.citrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17317126020088486984</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-427750113163678753.post-6710738131038801569</id><published>2008-02-25T21:24:00.012+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:13:18.633+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous'/><title type='text'>First and definetely not last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First post on Painting stars. What to write about? Well.. I hope this blog can be an ongoing thing for at least a couple of years so then i can reflect back on my childish and idiotic behaviour, which i am still allowed to pull off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways short post, 25/02/08, first day on which this blog is officially opened. Sam and I have spent few hours coding and adding final touch ups and are pretty satisfied with the results. Right Sam? YEAH !!! dsjfsdklg okay hi this is sam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i guess you know that.&lt;/span&gt; UM. yes. so don't know how this blog's gonna go. i've never really been one to commit to things (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;The Asian Invasion&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 14px; height: 13px;" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z78/selinaa_x/happy.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!citrus - also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the hell is this ????? advertsing already ? dhsgjkds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps you guys rock !! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427750113163678753-6710738131038801569?l=painting-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6710738131038801569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=427750113163678753&amp;postID=6710738131038801569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/6710738131038801569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427750113163678753/posts/default/6710738131038801569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painting-stars.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-and-definetely-not-last.html' title='First and definetely not last.'/><author><name>selinaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873195683008231343</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>
