<?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-6461083825909634902</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:32:52.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME, I HEART YOU</title><subtitle type='html'>ATTENTION PLEASE: If you're a stalker, murderer or wtv ; there's always a tiny x button there.(: welcome to my blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18240247820917456180</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6461083825909634902.post-1463966308607156763</id><published>2010-05-28T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:47:05.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think i can explain all this tomorrow, I THINK</title><content type='html'>I have a finger, actually i have 10 fingers. IF YOU ALL OUT THERE DIDNT KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have 5 fingers on each side of my hand. OH, i have two hands. IF YOU ALL DIDNT KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, (di samping itu) i have 10 toes. OHHHHH, that izzz soo darn cool. 6 at each leg. MUAHAHAHA, i got 3 lefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, this post is dedicated to shahnonnonon because he said my post iz dead. BOOM! the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6461083825909634902-1463966308607156763?l=itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/feeds/1463966308607156763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-finger-actually-i-have-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/1463966308607156763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/1463966308607156763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-finger-actually-i-have-10.html' title='I think i can explain all this tomorrow, I THINK'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18240247820917456180</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-6461083825909634902.post-2893065559547282576</id><published>2010-04-20T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:55:25.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/S83azUQy54I/AAAAAAAAADo/bCbGywYfyi0/s1600/bllooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/S83azUQy54I/AAAAAAAAADo/bCbGywYfyi0/s320/bllooo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462262498217617282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this pic on facebook :) awesome? angel's profile, celina's sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homygawd, have i ever told you peeps that they are like a photostated copy of each other. not the face but the behaviour. they act the same way, say the same words, shows the same face ( stupid puppy face) p/s: i never ever falled for anyone's puppy face because i think it looks like shit. LOL, scrap that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i went to school. Yeah finally, but darn it there waz loads a homework and celina helped me out in maths. Tho i was in school i can't help but think bout the taiwan and claypot noodles i had in pavillion the day before. I didn't even touch school's breakfast (congee) yuck. And, i haven't been paying attention in maths so much i will die for maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i gotta start studying already. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6461083825909634902-2893065559547282576?l=itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/feeds/2893065559547282576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2010/04/found-this-pic-on-facebook-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/2893065559547282576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/2893065559547282576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2010/04/found-this-pic-on-facebook-awesome.html' title='Back on the Run'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18240247820917456180</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/_nq_qcEuZcP8/S83azUQy54I/AAAAAAAAADo/bCbGywYfyi0/s72-c/bllooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6461083825909634902.post-6438583606311145078</id><published>2010-04-18T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:46:50.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red,hot, itchy Monday</title><content type='html'>I skipped school today(: because my hands and legs are all red, itchy and hot so i gotta see the doctor. why? because that day i went to the doctors to cure my allergic lips so he gave me allergy pills and i think i'm allergic to the pills he gave me and that should explain my red,itchy,hot skin. There may be a few other reasons i might think of but blahh, scrap that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i should actually be at the stadium now running for 4x400m if i didnt have this stupid rashy,itchy red thing on my skin. but anyway, i found sha lin to replace me. BUT i'm definitely running for sports day this sat. (p/s: never ran before for secondary and i sorta suck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had my trip over to the doctor's yet. oh, and i started watching 90210. haha, im on episode 3 now. and im hungry. adios peepal, at least my blog is updated now. x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6461083825909634902-6438583606311145078?l=itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/feeds/6438583606311145078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2010/04/redhot-itchy-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/6438583606311145078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/6438583606311145078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2010/04/redhot-itchy-monday.html' title='Red,hot, itchy Monday'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18240247820917456180</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-6461083825909634902.post-3622630402576107530</id><published>2010-04-15T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T07:39:57.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Everything Meant Everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/S8ck7m3DdrI/AAAAAAAAADI/kgekKpbPjQY/s1600/matt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/S8ck7m3DdrI/AAAAAAAAADI/kgekKpbPjQY/s320/matt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460373679672358578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          LOVE HIS SONGS.FTW! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad bought under the mountain, spy next door and old dogs. (movies,fyi)&lt;br /&gt;Old dogs looked weird, some disney movie. I watched spy next door! (: jackie chan was wearing nerd specs. those big big squarish ones people wear nowadays? and O-M-G, billy ray or robby ray(miley cyrus's father) was in the show too. "good guy wor" but he hardly moved at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the movie, today sucked. Yeah, i repeat. SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;We hardly studied but we got loads of homework. and, hah. i have a so called enemy."""" but anyway, enemy started the hating thing first. I'm drawing a line between me and enemy. I don't care if she reads this. (:&lt;br /&gt;And today, i feel so left out. Wei li and Sureene started talking bout bleach and i have no idea when they're gonna end. Yvonne sorta joined them too. Grace and Sze Mun pergi band. So i'm left with Celina but it was alright kan Celina? U and your lame jokes too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept like a pig this afternoon, dammit it. i was stinky when i woke up. AND yeap, it's 10 plushy and i'm not started on my homework yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, melissa (:&lt;br /&gt;[p/s: the signing off thing, learnt it from ryan dialas from his morning traffic reports and a few radio stations]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6461083825909634902-3622630402576107530?l=itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/feeds/3622630402576107530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2010/04/dad-bought-under-mountain-spy-next-door.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/3622630402576107530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/3622630402576107530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2010/04/dad-bought-under-mountain-spy-next-door.html' title='When Everything Meant Everything.'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18240247820917456180</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/_nq_qcEuZcP8/S8ck7m3DdrI/AAAAAAAAADI/kgekKpbPjQY/s72-c/matt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6461083825909634902.post-1058164718565441902</id><published>2010-04-14T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T07:34:25.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Already Gone not?</title><content type='html'>It's been ages, never even thought this blog still existed. :) I thought blogspot would just&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt; poof&lt;/span&gt;* my account away but that's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least my blog doesn't look so empty now. ciao. I'm supposed to be studying, i don't think i am/will. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6461083825909634902-1058164718565441902?l=itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/feeds/1058164718565441902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-ages-never-even-thought-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/1058164718565441902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/1058164718565441902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-ages-never-even-thought-this.html' title='Already Gone not?'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18240247820917456180</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-6461083825909634902.post-3689637385825835175</id><published>2009-11-18T00:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T04:28:06.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day no?</title><content type='html'>18/11/09  the second last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;theme for the day, not soo awesome day(: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ sepia]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;camera&lt;/span&gt; to school today so we( me, chloe and dudes)  took&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dozens&lt;/span&gt; of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;as usual, it started off boring but then today was talent time. haha, me and my mean friends started making fun off certain people but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OBVIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; we do not mean it.&lt;br /&gt;awhh, Jesse won first place for the Talentine Competition and Kelly(she plays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt; the violin) got second and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;h Yeoh&lt;/span&gt; ( we got d same tap teacher which is superior) got third.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth was this awesome talented chong charl yee who won all our hearts today and on fifth was this guy who does tap too(:.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAP IS GREAT,AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;.(: dancefloors too.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't quite satisfied with the results as i thought &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charl Yee&lt;/span&gt; should deserve more,like on Kelly's place.NOT that kelly wasn't good, but opinions varies. I was sad for charl yee and btw,i got a video of her singing my heart will go on and i'm soo gonn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;a post it but sadly it took hours to load and i finally deleted it): . The auditorium was somehow hot and stuffy. :l me and sureene smelled pink guava and we kept on complaining because we wanted pink guava juice and candy soo badly. And after that we went back to class like 10 mins before school ends and started playing&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; SNAP&lt;/span&gt;. sharveena introuduced us that game and obviously she wins -.- .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;Earlier today,during &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PE&lt;/span&gt; we were at the library. nobody brought change for swimming.(: we didn't want to go to the library instead we wanted to hide in the swimming pool's toilet and take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;videos&lt;/span&gt; of this &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;zombie&lt;/span&gt; thing i created.BUT,since the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;beta&lt;/span&gt;(it's a class name) girls requested for the library then we had to go to the library(fish you]:). And we got pret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;ty much loads of nagging from our PE teacher. she's a girl actually, me and my friends describe her as&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;lifeless&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;though that's too mean. she likes shouting. She's a weirdo( and t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;hat isn't a compliment at all) . At the library &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;me,chloe,celina and agnes&lt;/span&gt; started taking photos and i'm gonna post some photo's so you're gonna see it down here somewhere(:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i'm having ballet later tonight,can't wait(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the very first picture for the day.[: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;AND THE PIC IN THE LIBRARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;melissa and shalin(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/SwU0WCLuydI/AAAAAAAAACw/34cL4PKuER8/s1600/RIMG1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/SwU0WCLuydI/AAAAAAAAACw/34cL4PKuER8/s320/RIMG1140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405784480875989458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/SwU09ygRYnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mqSP7rw7VYc/s1600/RIMG1172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/SwU09ygRYnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mqSP7rw7VYc/s320/RIMG1172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405785163861942898" 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/6461083825909634902-3689637385825835175?l=itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/feeds/3689637385825835175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-last-day-at-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/3689637385825835175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/3689637385825835175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2009/11/2nd-last-day-at-school.html' title='Last Day no?'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18240247820917456180</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/_nq_qcEuZcP8/SwU0WCLuydI/AAAAAAAAACw/34cL4PKuER8/s72-c/RIMG1140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6461083825909634902.post-3100464283270281487</id><published>2009-11-17T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T07:32:25.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristie(:</title><content type='html'>Victim no.1 &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kristie chew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (: she asked me to write about her on my first post.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;hmm, kristie is a girl who ask u to text her and when you do she'll say &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG.don't so fast&lt;/span&gt;. when you &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;nenenebubu&lt;/span&gt; her she'll like it and when you want to watch the movie 2012 with her you'll have to wait till the year&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt; itself.she likes calling people dumb dumb and she's super lame.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(in a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she'll keep on buzzing you when you don't reply her your first message and not many people do that.ooh,she likes retarded people,well not exactly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;(ms.toh)&lt;/span&gt;.hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coincidently we always bump into each other in mid valley,rite? haha, she'll say she wants to sleep now and an hour later she's still &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;awake&lt;/span&gt;. when she says she wants to sleep,she makes me want to sleep! and now, i'll show some pictures of this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; friend of mine. (kristie, i'm just being gay here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture when she's young and a picture this year(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/SwLBUtUHWqI/AAAAAAAAACY/znUdjLkEse8/s1600/10956_1205146620287_1577292470_2029052_5277856_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/SwLBUtUHWqI/AAAAAAAAACY/znUdjLkEse8/s320/10956_1205146620287_1577292470_2029052_5277856_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405095064303524514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/SwLBqBb4rNI/AAAAAAAAACg/--2p0VBXKnQ/s1600/10035_1164095154026_1577292470_1924735_2330486_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nq_qcEuZcP8/SwLBqBb4rNI/AAAAAAAAACg/--2p0VBXKnQ/s320/10035_1164095154026_1577292470_1924735_2330486_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405095430482078930" 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/6461083825909634902-3100464283270281487?l=itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/feeds/3100464283270281487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2009/11/victim-no-1-kristie-chew-haha-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/3100464283270281487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6461083825909634902/posts/default/3100464283270281487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsmelissalahs.blogspot.com/2009/11/victim-no-1-kristie-chew-haha-my.html' title='Kristie(:'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18240247820917456180</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/_nq_qcEuZcP8/SwLBUtUHWqI/AAAAAAAAACY/znUdjLkEse8/s72-c/10956_1205146620287_1577292470_2029052_5277856_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
