<?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-9021849789506663179</id><updated>2011-07-09T02:15:55.857+08:00</updated><category term='Quotes'/><category term='amazing circles'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='sing your heart out'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='talk about life dude'/><category term='poetically possessed'/><category term='watch it yo'/><category term='boy talks'/><category term='random rambles'/><title type='text'>it's a jungle out there</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2319578169061430072</id><published>2010-10-08T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T22:52:20.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed my blog url.&lt;br /&gt;New stuff would be posted here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://phoebesimon.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://phoebesimon.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&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/9021849789506663179-2319578169061430072?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2319578169061430072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2319578169061430072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2319578169061430072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2319578169061430072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-have-changed-my-blog-url.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7948702665213223283</id><published>2010-10-08T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:47:39.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long, little one</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/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TK7_eFa6v8I/AAAAAAAAAio/0LpgXNqbMpY/s1600/P09-09-10_20.28%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TK7_eFa6v8I/AAAAAAAAAio/0LpgXNqbMpY/s400/P09-09-10_20.28%5B4%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525634685146415042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiki passed away yesterday morning.  We came home on Wednesday afternoon and Kavan found her laying in the basket of clothes, looking very ill, with saliva flowing out of  her mouth. She was shivering. Mummy brought her to the vet right away. It was a viral infection and the vet was afraid it might have spread to her brain already. She was admitted for a night, and the next morning, she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifa searches for her every now and then. He would go to the bathroom, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiki used to love going to the bathroom&lt;/span&gt;), meow and leave. I guess it was best that mummy payed the SPCA to bury Kiki. We didnt bring her home and let Fifa see her like that. I mean, after what happened to the dogs, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lemon was depressed when Dottie died, Vodka was depressed when Sammy died) &lt;/span&gt;and our last two cats, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Leo was depressed when Milk went missing&lt;/span&gt;) who knew what Fifa would be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TK7_erBQT_I/AAAAAAAAAiw/8dimfcYM22k/s1600/P20-09-10_22.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TK7_erBQT_I/AAAAAAAAAiw/8dimfcYM22k/s400/P20-09-10_22.08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525634695239323634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They were pretty close. They'd go everywhere around the house together. Never thought I'd say that since Fifa was so cold towards her in the beginning. But I think Fifa is happy, still. I always make sure he gets all the attention he needs, to keep his mind off his missing friend. I know it may be weird to some, the fact that I treat my pets like humans, but hey they mean a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I was cleaning the litter-box, I saw worms in the stool. I quickly told mummy to make sure she gets Fifa checked. I'm worried he might be infected, though he seemed perfectly healthy. Clean and hyper. No weight loss. If anything, he&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; gained&lt;/span&gt; weight. It may not affect him in any way but it could be one of those animal diseases that would infect humans, like campylobacter or cryptosporidium or something. And I dont think I need to remind you that I just cleaned the litter-box. I must have come in contact with the stool without noticing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy said okay and then started talking about the neighbour's cats that would always come and visit our house (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to steal Fifa's food and most probably relieving themselves at his litter-box&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when shall Fifa see the vet. Let's have a countdown.&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/9021849789506663179-7948702665213223283?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7948702665213223283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=7948702665213223283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7948702665213223283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7948702665213223283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-long-little-one.html' title='so long, little one'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TK7_eFa6v8I/AAAAAAAAAio/0LpgXNqbMpY/s72-c/P09-09-10_20.28%5B4%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-3312337923995504701</id><published>2010-10-02T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T15:52:45.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TKbkgJI-rUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/qMQ8s05ayS0/s1600/dontwanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TKbkgJI-rUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/qMQ8s05ayS0/s400/dontwanna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523353233877019970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;so, appreciate.&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/9021849789506663179-3312337923995504701?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/3312337923995504701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=3312337923995504701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3312337923995504701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3312337923995504701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/10/irony.html' title='the irony'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TKbkgJI-rUI/AAAAAAAAAiA/qMQ8s05ayS0/s72-c/dontwanna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1186121340362002843</id><published>2010-09-25T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T10:25:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sweet I can hardly speak due to such trauma in my teeth</title><content type='html'>The first week of mock exam is over. That felt great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The papers we had this week were good. I have to admit, St. Teresa really knows how to train their students. They give us really hard papers during school exams, and when we face the real thing, it doesnt seem so hard anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's only one subject I'm not so confident about so far. Wont mention which, but if you know me well enough, you'd know. It's quite funny though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back has been killing me. The one thing about exams, is that it gives me really bad back ache. It's nothing like the normal back ache I get everyday, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it does hurt everyday, I just get tired of mentioning it&lt;/span&gt;). But this is much worse, affecting both my upper back where the curve is and my lower back where the titanium is. It distracted me during Chemistry tuition yesterday. My surgery side hurt whenever I inhale deeply. Not good when you really need oxygen! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's only another week to go. And my spine can give me a rest from all the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in 59 days, this cycle will start all over again, only this time, in a longer time span. SPM :D&lt;br /&gt;The reason for the smiley isnt because I'm crazy for actually loving the exam, but for feeling extremely excited about what comes after. Freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving school and there is nothing I will miss about it, except my friends. But I can see them anytime I want, so, nope, wont miss a thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's so close, I can taste it in my tongue"&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/9021849789506663179-1186121340362002843?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1186121340362002843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1186121340362002843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1186121340362002843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1186121340362002843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-sweet-i-can-hardly-speak-due-to-such.html' title='so sweet I can hardly speak due to such trauma in my teeth'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7144890548659703218</id><published>2010-09-15T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T00:57:51.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Discoveries</title><content type='html'>Hello :)  It's past my bed time. Well, when it's the holiday, do I need bed time? Okay, dont answer that question. I do. My eyes were heavy earlier but my brain is too active to fall asleep now. No, wait, the brain never sleeps. Ah, too much information. Anyway, here are things I've discovered along the way.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt; My entire life I believed my childhood friend was the same age as I was. Turns out, she's a year younger. I thought everyone thought the same way and this was an interesting discovery, but when I told my mum, guess what. &lt;i&gt;"Yeah, she's the same age as Kavan."&lt;/i&gt; I cant believe mummy! But anyway, this discovery doesnt change a single way I feel about her. She's really cool :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt; Melinda Fiona loves to distract herself during Addmath and blames me for it. But the night always ends up with me being the last to finish. Mel, this is how much I love you; I let you bug me for two hours and let you leave me with a calculator down my throat all alone. Heehee, I love addmath! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt; My driving instructor is pretty racist. He's very funny, though! You know some say, &lt;i&gt;"when an Iban curses, there's nothing like it." &lt;/i&gt;Well, I've discovered the truth in that phrase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt; I've lost a disgusting amount of weight. No, I'm not the kind of girl who checks her weight all the time and no, I &lt;b&gt;dont&lt;/b&gt; like losing weight. It's hard to gain it back. I want it back. I miss having trouble putting on my favorite pair of  jeans. Plus, it's no fun having to pull up your pants every 5 minutes (and I dont want new pants).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are tons more stuff I'd like to post about, but I refuse to remember them right now. So, yes, I'm going to leave you there. Smell you later, stalker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-7144890548659703218?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7144890548659703218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=7144890548659703218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7144890548659703218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7144890548659703218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-discoveries.html' title='New Discoveries'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-8391845519163951505</id><published>2010-09-10T11:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:03:27.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>September Air</title><content type='html'>When I came to you&lt;div&gt;You breathed into me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;covered me and made me real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you're the one they call Forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could stray and you would find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could be lost in long, winding roads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still you'd find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wounds on your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made me shiver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet you still flash a smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;took me in and held me closer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smallest things you say and do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd watch, listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I'd tremble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a dozen times a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I never get tired of knowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some say I'm a fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my pride is sheltered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am not ashamed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some say you're not real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is all just wishful thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're so vivid to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as this reality steals me from my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont ever want to go back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldnt leave knowing no greater love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And nothing is greater than this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/9021849789506663179-8391845519163951505?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8391845519163951505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=8391845519163951505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8391845519163951505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8391845519163951505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-air.html' title='September Air'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6489199304541803555</id><published>2010-09-10T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:47:31.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"no wonder you never finish your work!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImb11XZH7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/TtCyC7CyrRA/s1600/P09-09-10_21.16%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImb11XZH7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/TtCyC7CyrRA/s400/P09-09-10_21.16%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515110567852449714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImb11XZH7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/TtCyC7CyrRA/s1600/P09-09-10_21.16%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImb2OwOUUI/AAAAAAAAAhc/gxHvpUz1xN0/s400/P09-09-10_21.26%5B1%5D.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515110574667485506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/9021849789506663179-6489199304541803555?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6489199304541803555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6489199304541803555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6489199304541803555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6489199304541803555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-wonder-you-never-finish-your-work.html' title='&quot;no wonder you never finish your work!&quot;'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImb11XZH7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/TtCyC7CyrRA/s72-c/P09-09-10_21.16%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-166782443768213184</id><published>2010-09-10T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T09:52:32.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>distractions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImOX-jBlLI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xXb21wGVhFk/s400/P10-09-10_09.17.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515095761269920946" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How do you suppose I study like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImOaVeARFI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1V2TPm4BOQs/s1600/P10-09-10_09.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImOaVeARFI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1V2TPm4BOQs/s400/P10-09-10_09.35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515095801782617170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now there're two of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImOaVeARFI/AAAAAAAAAhE/1V2TPm4BOQs/s1600/P10-09-10_09.35.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImOa7eM29I/AAAAAAAAAhM/aQMcvSeaQbE/s400/P10-09-10_09.38.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515095811983989714" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just great...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/9021849789506663179-166782443768213184?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/166782443768213184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=166782443768213184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/166782443768213184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/166782443768213184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/09/distractions.html' title='distractions'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TImOX-jBlLI/AAAAAAAAAg8/xXb21wGVhFk/s72-c/P10-09-10_09.17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-8091852433314311723</id><published>2010-09-09T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:04:38.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>so what do you say, if the sky turned grey?</title><content type='html'>I say, bring the rain! It's way too hot here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh hello! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, holiday. Two weeks. Hmm... I dont like this so far. I cant seem to wake up early. By early, I mean before 7am. And no, I have not touched a book. Well, I have. But I abandon them after ten not-so-productive minutes. This is not good. At all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I should live in the in the stone age, well, a stone age with calculators. But goodbye tv, computers, handphones and everything that separates us from the animals...except our thumbs. I love my thumbs. They're hitchhiker's thumbs :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/9021849789506663179-8091852433314311723?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8091852433314311723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=8091852433314311723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8091852433314311723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8091852433314311723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-what-do-you-say-if-sky-turned-grey.html' title='so what do you say, if the sky turned grey?'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4845817715648713139</id><published>2010-09-05T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:05:13.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;So don't feed me to the fire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;and I won't let you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&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/9021849789506663179-4845817715648713139?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4845817715648713139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4845817715648713139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4845817715648713139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4845817715648713139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-dont-feed-me-to-fire-and-i-wont-let.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6271765424936102339</id><published>2010-09-02T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:05:45.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>narrow gate of mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The day I stumbled and fell&lt;br /&gt;I hated you.&lt;br /&gt;I let them take over&lt;br /&gt;The anger, the sadness&lt;br /&gt;The doors to these dark feelings,&lt;br /&gt;unlocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurtful words&lt;br /&gt;left my lips endlessly,&lt;br /&gt;And I threw them at you.&lt;br /&gt;Inside I screamed,&lt;br /&gt;Alone I cried.&lt;br /&gt;Where were you in all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blamed you for this pain&lt;br /&gt;this abnormality, this difference.&lt;br /&gt;But what good could it do?&lt;br /&gt;I didnt feel any less hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when you truly let me endure&lt;br /&gt;The pain of losing my own life&lt;br /&gt;did I realise how bad I wanted it&lt;br /&gt;How much I needed you,&lt;br /&gt;And I need you still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me strength&lt;br /&gt;I had always begged for&lt;br /&gt;and thought was never granted.&lt;br /&gt;My feet wouldnt be on this ground&lt;br /&gt;If you werent the one&lt;br /&gt;I believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year, eight months and twenty one days ago&lt;br /&gt;I could've faded away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me courage to fight the hardest battle.&lt;br /&gt;Though my lungs were almost done,&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one-man army is yours&lt;br /&gt;For I was a soldier, armed with your love.&lt;br /&gt;And I am thankful now&lt;br /&gt;for every bit of painful blessing&lt;br /&gt;you decide to put me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, I love you.&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/9021849789506663179-6271765424936102339?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6271765424936102339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6271765424936102339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6271765424936102339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6271765424936102339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/09/narrow-gate-of-mine.html' title='narrow gate of mine'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4466164891674936827</id><published>2010-09-02T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:06:05.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>A surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So you've come for me,&lt;br /&gt;after devouring another.&lt;br /&gt;knowing my sense of resistance is just as weak&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I am weaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let you have the best of me,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was not the best decision made&lt;br /&gt;Or was I just another slave to your words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temptations you present me.&lt;br /&gt;and I spin dizzily in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;as the castles I built in skies&lt;br /&gt;were made visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this has to end, I know&lt;br /&gt;You're only temporary&lt;br /&gt;And you'll disappear in a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hands I must let go&lt;br /&gt;But saying no leaves me troubled.&lt;br /&gt;So let go of mine,&lt;br /&gt;and let me be&lt;br /&gt;Free of your selfish grasp.&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/9021849789506663179-4466164891674936827?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4466164891674936827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4466164891674936827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4466164891674936827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4466164891674936827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/09/surrender.html' title='A surrender'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7624844166260759825</id><published>2010-09-02T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:06:28.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>the shackles on my wrists</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ambivalent to the core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a girl, you made me.&lt;br /&gt;i run closer with alacrity&lt;br /&gt;only to find hindrance and,&lt;br /&gt;left i lay beleaguered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this does,&lt;br /&gt;it begets misery.&lt;br /&gt;but never are you&lt;br /&gt;to this besotted soul,&lt;br /&gt;a bete noire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for no airy promises made.&lt;br /&gt;to stop you,&lt;br /&gt;this slips from my grasp.&lt;br /&gt;i can only ponder&lt;br /&gt;with not a right to question&lt;br /&gt;the lilt in your voice that lingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i will not drown in avarice&lt;br /&gt;for thankfully still,&lt;br /&gt;these altruistic prayers stand perpetual&lt;br /&gt;like the shackles on my wrists&lt;br /&gt;and the shadow that follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then begin to grow fond of&lt;br /&gt;an austerity&lt;br /&gt;in which i willingly place my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/9021849789506663179-7624844166260759825?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7624844166260759825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=7624844166260759825' title='0 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>just a dream this will be</title><content type='html'>facing ignorance&lt;br /&gt;i seem to always&lt;br /&gt;stumble upon a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a fear maybe&lt;br /&gt;i have not learn to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subconsciously, i see&lt;br /&gt;in great ignorance&lt;br /&gt;they dwell around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the loneliness ceases to subside&lt;br /&gt;it pains deeply then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so decides the heart&lt;br /&gt;alone i stand&lt;br /&gt;in a world of false pretense&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-3978281180482387843?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/3978281180482387843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=3978281180482387843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3978281180482387843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3978281180482387843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/08/facing-ignorance.html' title='just a dream this will be'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2300061687165947369</id><published>2010-07-18T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:58:23.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>We have a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, a kitten. You may call it that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We named him Fifa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy calls him Ganja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy strangled daddy for calling him Ganja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to put Fifa/Ganja in a cage outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm scared he would get phobia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-2300061687165947369?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2300061687165947369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2300061687165947369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2300061687165947369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2300061687165947369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/07/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6484726476103645717</id><published>2010-07-17T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:41:25.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Service = very funny</title><content type='html'>and I'm not being sarcastic at all! It really is funny. I cant stop laughing after seeing this.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TEHAYzEdp-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/i5t73JYCWj4/s1600/ns.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TEHAYzEdp-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/i5t73JYCWj4/s400/ns.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494884552627038178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My closest friends would know why I am very happy about getting chosen xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TEG_lQedmTI/AAAAAAAAAgE/mD9hlTAoKRk/s1600/chosen.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-6484726476103645717?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6484726476103645717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6484726476103645717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6484726476103645717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6484726476103645717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/07/national-service-very-funny.html' title='National Service = very funny'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TEHAYzEdp-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/i5t73JYCWj4/s72-c/ns.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-5977772104201145892</id><published>2010-07-12T19:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:27:36.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An epic final</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the 2010 FIFA World Cup goes to...&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TDsDzDJApxI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ax0aismGleA/s1600/spain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TDsDzDJApxI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ax0aismGleA/s400/spain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492988346059761426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPAIN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I woke up at 2.45a.m. and ran downstairs. Daddy was already seated in front of the tv, giving me one of his goofy smiles. He beat me to the tv, it seems. Haha! We did this twice. See who wakes up first. I beat him during the Germany-Spain match. 20 minutes passed and daddy ran downstairs and looked at me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why didnt you wake daddy up?"&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the final match was a crazy one! No one should have missed it. Even if you hate Netherlands, for whatever reason I still cant come up with. Even if you hate Spain for beating Germany, or for beating Portugal (haha, Kavan!). Even if you hate Paul, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'psychic'&lt;/span&gt; octopus for all his right predictions. I still dont know how the creature does it but I have a bad feeling about him. My theory? Paul has mastered the logic of probability, which many of us took for granted. It makes perfect sense. And I refuse to believe he has any sort of psychic ability. Now, Ray, quit telling me it's the tentacles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought Spain would come this far. Yes, I'm a very loyal fan but really, who would've thought? I was scared when they were going against Portugal. I didnt watch that match. Haha! Nights before that, Ashley told me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"We're going to make Cristiano Ronaldo cry. Cry, baby. Cry!"&lt;/span&gt; And she was right! Oh, Ashley, you made my day. I love those red and yellow nails of yours, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here Spain was, in the final. Oh, the suspense. First half, no goal. Second half, no goal. 90 minutes passed and still no goal. I went around my head trying to think of what should happen next. Extra time! Or... If I had let my imagination come true... Rematch! And the world cup shall not end today. I wish that were the case. But extra time, it is. First half of extra time, still. no. goal. What is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Dude, this is a freakin crazy final!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gurjit: &lt;/span&gt;I know! And I'm loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after Netherlands was short of a player, since Stekelenburg got a red card, haha, Spain finally scored! Go, Iniesta. And to think he was crazy from the beginning. Poor guy kept falling. Not a minute after he got up, a Dutch trips him back down. I feel for you, Andres. But you didnt have to push him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta admit though, the match was hilarious. Commentator has got a way with words. The bald referee (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so everyone calls him&lt;/span&gt;) must be tired of pulling the yellow card too many times. Those Dutch players tipped me off. Rough play. And Sneijder! He should have gotten a red card for kicking Alonso in the chest with his boot. Why would you have your foot up that high anyway? I've got my eyes on you, Sneijder. I'm not over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to pick a favorite, (off the Spanish squad) in this match, it would be Iker Casillas. I love you so much today, Casillas. Amazing goalie. Nice save. I mean, saves. Fernando Torres, on the other hand, was a disappointment. David Villa made way for him to get in to the pitch only to have Torres enlighten the Netherlands' fans with his hamstring  -_-"&lt;br /&gt;I need not to say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very very very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happy for the win! Teehee! Went to school with a huge smile on my face. I sure did annoy my anti-Spain classmates. They were so depressed. I went to Science 3 to watch Christina and her gang celebrate. Haha! More Spain supporters in that class. Loud supporters, I must say. Very loud. I was so hyper in the morning. But once the break ended, I went back to class and crashed on the table. Mel kept molesting my underarm to wake me up. I became immune to it. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the next FIFA! That is if the world doesnt end in 2012...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"In 2013, I'm going to watch the movie 2012 and laugh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-5977772104201145892?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5977772104201145892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=5977772104201145892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5977772104201145892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5977772104201145892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/07/epic-final.html' title='An epic final'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TDsDzDJApxI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ax0aismGleA/s72-c/spain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7150313243154468371</id><published>2010-07-12T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:08:48.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I wanna put your smile on paper"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&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/9021849789506663179-7150313243154468371?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7150313243154468371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=7150313243154468371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7150313243154468371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7150313243154468371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wanna-put-your-smile-on-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4063169874038474412</id><published>2010-07-11T13:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T14:45:18.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rivera</title><content type='html'>It was a beautiful morning. Rivera couldn't help but be amazed by the beauty that surrounded her. She had followed where her feet took her and here she was, alone in a garden she had never been to. She didn't know where she was but she couldn't care less. This place was nice. Very serene and peaceful. The weather wasn't as cruel as she thought it would be. The sun didn't shine too brightly and the wind blew so softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rivera had her head tilted up to the skies the entire time. She watched the leaves of the trees fall as her dainty feet strolled quietly around the garden. She kept whispering to herself, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wow, this is too pretty,"&lt;/span&gt; and gently touched every blooming flower she laid her eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You don't get out much, do you?"&lt;/span&gt; a low voice asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rivera quickly snapped back to her senses and turned around. She blushed when she saw Liam, her school mate, who was standing under a tree and smiling at her response. Rivera shut her eyes and couldn't believe how lost she was in the beauty that she didn't notice Liam's presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What's wrong, Rivera?"&lt;/span&gt; Liam approached her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nothing's wrong. It's this place. I've never seen anything like it. It's so beautiful. I never thought nature was so beautiful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam chuckled at her answer. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Rivera, you spend your daylight with books and I'm pretty sure you spend your nighttime the same way, too. It's no wonder you neve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;r notice these things,"&lt;/span&gt; Liam told her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rivera opened her mouth. She wanted to argue with him but realised that she was better off. He was right, after all. She cringed and thought of better things to say. Liam smiled and walked towards the white wooden bench placed in the middle of the garden. He sat on it and Rivera followed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Well, Liam. Haven't you heard? One must read to gain knowledge,"&lt;/span&gt; Rivera tried her best to defend her ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Reading isn't the only way to gain knowledge. One must also explore. And please explain to me one thing. How did we end up speaking like poets?"&lt;/span&gt; Liam jokingly asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both laughed at the thought of the sentences they had formed in their little argument. Rivera had to admit the truth in Liam's words. One really must explore to gain knowledge and to widen it, too. She was eager to do that; to explore. The only thing that was in her way was her fear. She was afraid of trying new things, afraid of being out of her comfort zone, which was being among books. Liam, then, took her hand and helped her get rid of the fear. Little did she know, this was the day that changed her life forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All glory to God.&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired to write after reading The Bible.&lt;br /&gt;Must I really begin to tell you how hard it is for me to find inspiration? :)&lt;br /&gt;This is very short, compared to my usual writings.&lt;br /&gt;I was warned not to write too long.&lt;br /&gt;The disappointment. Ah, but then again, this means a lot to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TDlmTouaVaI/AAAAAAAAAf0/oqi0cWH2bF4/s1600/autumn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TDlmTouaVaI/AAAAAAAAAf0/oqi0cWH2bF4/s400/autumn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492533708090660258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9021849789506663179-4063169874038474412?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4063169874038474412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4063169874038474412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4063169874038474412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4063169874038474412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/07/unfinished.html' title='Rivera'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TDlmTouaVaI/AAAAAAAAAf0/oqi0cWH2bF4/s72-c/autumn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6715061426647802032</id><published>2010-07-10T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T23:10:00.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This week has been a really good one. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We didnt study much in school. Okay, that sounded like a good thing in my head but now that I typed it out, it doesnt anymore. In some ways it is, but I'd rather get an overdose of education. Yes, that's the nerd talking. I should stop typing about this now. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Spain won! (Germany match) Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! I'm sorry, I just have to laugh about this. I only slept for three hours, went to school laughing about the match and then fell asleep after break time. I dont like the fact that my classmates dont talk football. Or at least, talk Spain-won-and-the-match-was-so-solid. But thank God for Mel and Jeff, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I finally got things right :)  Well, only a few people know what this means. It's a little personal. Lets just say I used to bababa and get mad but now I bababa the right way and feel peace :D Right. I think I just confused some people. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I drove for the first time this afternoon! Mum was so scared earlier. I was in school in the morning, she picked me up and brought me to the "new mall". (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont know why she brought me there, I dont even like shopping but oh well!&lt;/span&gt;) When it had passed 1pm, she still wanted to stay around and asked if I wanted to go to the toy store but when I reminded her I should be driving at 2pm, we quickly got home. On the way, she told me so many things like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"dont get distracted, listen to uncle, when you wanna change the gear make sure you press the clutch, dont blur blur. I'm so scared just imagining you drive!"&lt;/span&gt;  Wow, the trust. Hahah! Well, the first time was fun! I wanted to drive more and I kept shouting in my head, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Let's drive some more some more!"  &lt;/span&gt;and it's funny how my prayers are answered right away. Uncle let me drive on the main road although I wasnt supposed to because I dont even have my L-license yet. I drove myself home xD  According to mummy, the distance I drove was far but it didnt feel like far to me. She said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"That's because you terbang!"&lt;/span&gt; Hahahahaha! My instructor kept telling me to slow down or else I would "terbang". Haha! Funny old man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My mum is trying to talk football! I got back from youth gathering and mummy went out. A few minutes ago she texted me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mummy:&lt;/span&gt; Us spain won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Mummy, this is very funny because the final is tomorrow night but thank you for building the confidence of talking football. Really appreciate it. Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and exactly 13 minutes after that she replied, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hahahaha, it must be the repeat then"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! That just made my night! My mummy trying to talk football xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dear God, you are funny. I love you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9021849789506663179-6715061426647802032?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6715061426647802032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6715061426647802032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6715061426647802032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6715061426647802032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-week-has-been-really-good-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-9188064285300023398</id><published>2010-07-03T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:08:48.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;"even prayers can save a person..."&lt;/span&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/9021849789506663179-9188064285300023398?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/9188064285300023398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=9188064285300023398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/9188064285300023398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/9188064285300023398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/07/even-prayers-can-save-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2136105744446214370</id><published>2010-07-02T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:07:48.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>smelly melly has jelly in her belly</title><content type='html'>I randomly posted this poem on Melinda's Facebook wall. Right after posting a poem on 3sa's. Yeah, I've been talking through poems. Sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;I've got nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;So, I've  decided to spam your wall&lt;br /&gt;Random poems I'll send you&lt;br /&gt;Now get on  your knees and crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Your best trait is your ability to obsess&lt;br /&gt;You're  so cheeky and clingy&lt;br /&gt;How do I get out of this beautiful mess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe  I should just stick around&lt;br /&gt;Make you laugh until your eyeballs jump&lt;br /&gt;But  you're out of reach&lt;br /&gt;so I slept as the teachers preach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melinda  Fiona, do come back, quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;She is currently in Barrio. She left yesterday, I've been alone ever since.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-2136105744446214370?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2136105744446214370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2136105744446214370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2136105744446214370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2136105744446214370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/07/smelly-melly-has-jelly-in-her-belly.html' title='smelly melly has jelly in her belly'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7402403086280363757</id><published>2010-07-02T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:07:48.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Lifeless lips</title><content type='html'>Planets are all aligned&lt;br /&gt;above us, we cant see&lt;br /&gt;so far away, stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;oh, we are outnumbered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we take everything for granted&lt;br /&gt;and our wishes are not fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;we worry our lives away&lt;br /&gt;and we get what we deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ignore, we lie, we pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are all innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up until the time we see&lt;br /&gt;our regrets staring at us&lt;br /&gt;guilt run through our veins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cant stop this&lt;br /&gt;for our lips have told too many lies&lt;br /&gt;they cant be saved&lt;br /&gt;they are dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more confessions to tell&lt;br /&gt;and so our fate will be&lt;br /&gt;just like that&lt;br /&gt;of our lifeless lips&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-7402403086280363757?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7402403086280363757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7447944921976343802</id><published>2010-07-02T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:07:48.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Glad you decided to act like a total stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;remember how you used to make me feel invisible?&lt;br /&gt;have a little taste of your own poison now&lt;br /&gt;You're in the same room&lt;br /&gt;You're next to me&lt;br /&gt;But I stopped noticing&lt;br /&gt;I dont see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Your ignorance doesnt get me mad&lt;br /&gt;like I used to be&lt;br /&gt;I feel nothing now&lt;br /&gt;not the slightest bit of regret either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-7447944921976343802?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7447944921976343802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=7447944921976343802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7447944921976343802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7447944921976343802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/07/remember-how-you-used-to-make-me-feel.html' title='Glad you decided to act like a total stranger'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6370880452161985690</id><published>2010-06-15T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T01:04:04.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still standing here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My grandfather passed away on Sunday morning. The funeral was earlier today, in the afternoon. It was hard but we all said our goodbyes. I spent the entire day serving people yesterday and not looking into the coffin where my grandfather laid. I wasnt ready. I didnt wanna break down like I did before. Trust me, you dont want that happening. It will give you the shock of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went and looked at him right before we went home lastnight and also today to say goodbye, right before they closed the coffin. No emotional breakdown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As said, I'll cry everything off and move on. The bad things that have happened or are happening or will happen, cannot force my hand to raise a white flag. God has my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed the bus ride to Batang Ai, which was this morning. Mum already informed Sarah (&lt;i&gt;our youth leader&lt;/i&gt;). Mum said that dad would send us there tomorrow morning. It takes three hours, so I guess I'll meet all of you (&lt;i&gt;who are probably wrapped up in your sleeping bags by now&lt;/i&gt;) at lunch time. Cant wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall go and pack now. As for you stalkers who come by to read this blog of mine, I'll smell you later. By later, I mean Friday ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/9021849789506663179-6370880452161985690?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6370880452161985690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6370880452161985690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6370880452161985690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6370880452161985690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-standing-here.html' title='still standing here'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-5572330140801106027</id><published>2010-06-15T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:08:48.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px;font-family:'Helvetica Neue',Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"  &gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 1.5em; padding: 0px; border-width: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; text-align: justify;font-family:inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"I figure, if you're extremely passionate about making music (or painting, or surfing, or acting..) then it's because you should be. There is so much real and lasting happiness locked up inside the passion for doing what you love, and even though we live in a society that cares more for the effectiveness of an individual than his/her happiness, I still hope and pray that I stay passionate enough to keep pursuing something worth more than just being "effective". This answer has already become way too deep and hippie, but the truth is that my "musical talent" wouldn't make any sense to me if it didn't result in creative expression that is liberating, and something that is worth more than financial profit; any passionate musician knows this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px 0px 1.5em; padding: 0px; border-width: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you believe in hard work or pure talent? &lt;/strong&gt;Both! I believe that talent is a great way to start the journey, but that hard work is the only way to finish it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px 0px 1.5em; padding: 0px; border-width: 0px; font-style: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; text-align: justify;font-family:inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;- Cobus Potgieter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-5572330140801106027?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5572330140801106027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=5572330140801106027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5572330140801106027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5572330140801106027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-figure-if-youre-extremely-passionate.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4261449236303414212</id><published>2010-06-10T09:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:11:28.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they just keep on coming</title><content type='html'>My grandfather on my dad's side was in a coma last Saturday. Mum and I rushed to the hospital. Thankfully, he was awake when we arrived. I sat next to his hospital bed, shut my eyes and whispered prayers. The same prayers I whispered when I was admitted in the hospital two years ago. They got me out of the hard times. I was hoping they would work the same way on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was fine for a moment, but got back into being really ill. He's still in the hospital right now. Mum and dad went there again earlier today. A few days ago mum told me that he might not be around for long. I've accepted that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it has been really tough, everything that has happened lately but I'm not going to let anything bring me down. I cried them off. There's no need for depression or sad faces. Just prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait for the next youth gathering. I cant wait to hug Theresa. Burst of love, 3sa! And I cant wait to be surrounded by a hall full of people with so much love and faith in them. So much shouting, too :)  I'm really happy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to stay happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-4261449236303414212?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4261449236303414212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4261449236303414212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4261449236303414212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4261449236303414212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/06/they-just-keep-on-coming.html' title='they just keep on coming'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7936119191880093817</id><published>2010-06-04T21:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T17:47:15.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Sammy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TAkGH9eBNsI/AAAAAAAAAfs/S0nI94y8vgQ/s1600/P25-04-10_18.33%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TAkGH9eBNsI/AAAAAAAAAfs/S0nI94y8vgQ/s400/P25-04-10_18.33%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478917155502241474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sammy passed away today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was really weak lastnight. He didnt want to eat. He just laid there. When I held him, he would wag his tail but you would know something was wrong because his tail was down. Vodka was fine, she still had the energy to run around but didn't want to eat either. We thought she must be like that because Sam wasn't well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before we left home this afternoon, I went to their cage and checked on Sam. He looked up at me and wagged his tail. He looked better than he did lastnight. I was gaining hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really funny how good times always end with a bad one. I thought that was over for me. Lately, whenever I have a good day, I'd always end up sleeping with a smile on my face, and thanking God repeatedly before I fall asleep.  But things went back to the way it used to today. I had a really good time hanging out with Kenaidy earlier, (&lt;i&gt;though Nelson left and Gurjit never showed up&lt;/i&gt;). But when I got home, mom told me Sammy died. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't believe my ears. I thought she was joking. Then I realized she would never joke about anything like this. It would just be so cruel. I ran to where Sammy's body laid. I touched him and it was as if he was still there. He wasn't cold at all. He just wasnt moving, wasnt breathing, wasnt wagging his tail. I held him for quite a while, still couldnt believe he was gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom said he could've been poisoned. Before he passed, there was blood coming out of his anus. Mom saw him die just a few seconds before we arrived. She said he was wailing and when his wailing stopped, he was gone. It must be a really painful sight. We buried Sam soon after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're really worried about Vodka now. She might have been poisoned too. She goes wherever Sammy goes. Eats whatever Sammy eats. And she's getting weaker and weaker.  She laid in the front porch and her breathing grew heavy. Just as Sammy did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not mad at God. I'm just mad at the heartless person who poisoned them. I cant forgive you. I know I should, but I cant bring myself to do so. This is too painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes God takes away the things we love so our hands would be free to receive something better. I dont know what could be better than Sammy or what could replace him. But I'm keeping my trust in God. He would heal Vodka if that is His will. And if it isn't, I'll understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it doesn't mean I've given up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/9021849789506663179-7936119191880093817?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7936119191880093817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=7936119191880093817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7936119191880093817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7936119191880093817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/06/sammy-passed-away-today.html' title='Goodbye, Sammy'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/TAkGH9eBNsI/AAAAAAAAAfs/S0nI94y8vgQ/s72-c/P25-04-10_18.33%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-5268105881169849396</id><published>2010-05-22T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:09:26.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>confessions of a dreamer</title><content type='html'>They say dreams are only for those who are asleep&lt;br /&gt;I must ask;&lt;br /&gt;What about those who are awake?&lt;br /&gt;What do they do?&lt;br /&gt;They regret, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to live in hypocrisy&lt;br /&gt;like the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;who grow up to hate their lives,&lt;br /&gt;who walk around complaining about their pathetic jobs,&lt;br /&gt;who regret the things they have and have not done&lt;br /&gt;When they were younger,&lt;br /&gt;when they still had time and hope;&lt;br /&gt;slowly slipping and losing grip&lt;br /&gt;But are now too late to gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe life is only as hard as you let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Fight and you will fly,&lt;br /&gt;surrender and you are damned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna save the sick and the homeless,&lt;br /&gt;The weak and the hopeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna save the animals and trees,&lt;br /&gt;The generation,&lt;br /&gt;The future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the world face no evolution&lt;br /&gt;Let the world face no disaster&lt;br /&gt;I wanna save everyone and everything,&lt;br /&gt;everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too strong of a fighter,&lt;br /&gt;Too big of a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;I have too much to offer&lt;br /&gt;and I will never take no for an answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mock me if you must,&lt;br /&gt;But when all hell breaks loose,&lt;br /&gt;I know what I wouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be the one crying and falling.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be the one who brought misery to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My battle scars may never fade,&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can live and die&lt;br /&gt;with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I actually wrote this last year for a poem writing competition in school. Honestly, I never planned to post it online because it was written in such an angry state (personal issues). But since I decided to have it submitted to the school's magazine this year, I thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh well, there's no harm in posting it on my blog since everyone's gonna read it one way or the other"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Besides, my Miri bestfriend have not read it  yet  ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-5268105881169849396?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5268105881169849396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=5268105881169849396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5268105881169849396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5268105881169849396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/05/confessions-of-dreamer.html' title='confessions of a dreamer'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-5517799490634530037</id><published>2010-05-09T00:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:09:26.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>His footprints</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I get distracted by you&lt;br /&gt;not to the point that I lose all my senses&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't even call it a distraction,&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;because you're nothing&lt;br /&gt;of that sort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're nothing&lt;br /&gt;mean or selfish or arrogant&lt;br /&gt;greed doesn't stir in you&lt;br /&gt;neither does all things sinful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you love me&lt;br /&gt;how you love everyone&lt;br /&gt;and everything&lt;br /&gt;How you would do anything&lt;br /&gt;to save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole new meaning&lt;br /&gt;One no one can top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say&lt;br /&gt;In every love song, there's a lover&lt;br /&gt;And how you hoped you would be&lt;br /&gt;just that&lt;br /&gt;in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It puts a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;you can never erase this, Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look up at the skies&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how you made them blue&lt;br /&gt;I gave up sleep&lt;br /&gt;just to be amazed by you&lt;br /&gt;and you never fail me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have&lt;br /&gt;what no other boy can take&lt;br /&gt;or steal from me&lt;br /&gt;It is rightfully yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love&lt;br /&gt;This faith&lt;br /&gt;This strength&lt;br /&gt;These hands and feet&lt;br /&gt;This heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have all of me&lt;br /&gt;and I love you more for that&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/9021849789506663179-5517799490634530037?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5517799490634530037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=5517799490634530037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5517799490634530037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5517799490634530037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/05/his-footprints.html' title='His footprints'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6624239980106242665</id><published>2010-05-07T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:09:26.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Gravity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not proud of this&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are&lt;br /&gt;of yourself&lt;br /&gt;You've got me coming back&lt;br /&gt;got me caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny,&lt;br /&gt;I was always so sure of&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;Doubts rain over me now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like gravity&lt;br /&gt;I don't like that either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I led myself away&lt;br /&gt;You tend to grab my hand&lt;br /&gt;stand in the way&lt;br /&gt;look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;but all I see is false hope&lt;br /&gt;what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lost yourself&lt;br /&gt;in all that pretense&lt;br /&gt;Who are you fooling?&lt;br /&gt;You're taking too long&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your shoulders aren't&lt;br /&gt;the best pillows&lt;br /&gt;I've seen&lt;br /&gt;Your voice isn't&lt;br /&gt;the best lullaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Thursday&lt;br /&gt;but I'm out of your sight&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing&lt;br /&gt;Get used to it&lt;br /&gt;because I'm done trying&lt;br /&gt;You can never make up your mind&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/9021849789506663179-6624239980106242665?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6624239980106242665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6624239980106242665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6624239980106242665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6624239980106242665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/05/gravity.html' title='Gravity'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-5615410646030705261</id><published>2010-05-01T08:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:09:26.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>she who screams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my ears are beginning to bleed&lt;br /&gt;what with all of your childish acts&lt;br /&gt;you whine and stomp your feet&lt;br /&gt;as things don't go your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why would it?&lt;br /&gt;for a person as such&lt;br /&gt;you just wouldn't keep it in&lt;br /&gt;leave that patience running thin&lt;br /&gt;oh, how quick you let things go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all for what cause?&lt;br /&gt;what do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attention&lt;br /&gt;you've got it&lt;br /&gt;they all hate to look at you&lt;br /&gt;they curse you under their breaths&lt;br /&gt;their bad intentions&lt;br /&gt;you have them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;you just can't enjoy&lt;br /&gt;that anger leaves you&lt;br /&gt;with an ugly face&lt;br /&gt;were you ever satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you happy now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-5615410646030705261?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5615410646030705261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=5615410646030705261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5615410646030705261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5615410646030705261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/05/she-who-screams.html' title='she who screams'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6269770516360981030</id><published>2010-04-25T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T13:44:50.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hello, people :)&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I'm back to being poetically possessed.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be writing more poems now. Not all the time, though. And I might not post all of them. I'll try to post some every week, that is if there are any written or worth posted.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are starting soon and by soon, I mean on the 29th!&lt;br /&gt;I'm super busy. It's the year 2010, what do you expect, right?&lt;br /&gt;I'll have about 2 weeks of exams and there's a huge chance I might not be blogging in all that stress. Exam ends on the 14th, I guess, I dont know, gotta check the timetable. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;spread love like fire!&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/9021849789506663179-6269770516360981030?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6269770516360981030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6269770516360981030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6269770516360981030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6269770516360981030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1330893496354873048</id><published>2010-04-25T13:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:09:26.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>if you only knew what your little girl feels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Why is it so hard to swallow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was made for chasing dreams&lt;br /&gt;and I'll do just that&lt;br /&gt;your only one&lt;br /&gt;who created her own road&lt;br /&gt;to walk on&lt;br /&gt;Still you hold her back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kicked and&lt;br /&gt;I pushed my way&lt;br /&gt;through&lt;br /&gt;I see how you go &lt;span&gt;easy&lt;/span&gt; on them&lt;br /&gt;I long for that&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent, yes&lt;br /&gt;but I still need you&lt;br /&gt;I cant do everything&lt;br /&gt;all on my own&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a child&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you help me?&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/9021849789506663179-1330893496354873048?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1330893496354873048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1330893496354873048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1330893496354873048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1330893496354873048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-only-knew-what-your-little-girl.html' title='if you only knew what your little girl feels'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-685129177655260036</id><published>2010-04-25T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:09:26.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>you can go now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soon will it be&lt;br /&gt;a month now&lt;br /&gt;How fine I was&lt;br /&gt;until I started thinking&lt;br /&gt;did I not know?&lt;br /&gt;I miss the person I thought&lt;br /&gt;you were&lt;br /&gt;you could have been&lt;br /&gt;the person you are not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An illusion to believe,&lt;br /&gt;I did&lt;br /&gt;just a speck of dust&lt;br /&gt;formed into perfection&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what I thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in darkness&lt;br /&gt;the little girl whispers alone&lt;br /&gt;I miss my old friend&lt;br /&gt;here he is&lt;br /&gt;he stands right next to me&lt;br /&gt;I cant feel him&lt;br /&gt;he's gone&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/9021849789506663179-685129177655260036?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/685129177655260036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=685129177655260036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/685129177655260036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/685129177655260036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-can-go-now.html' title='you can go now'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6508599388640389113</id><published>2010-04-11T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T13:10:31.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's amazing how you can give me a heart attack&lt;br /&gt;and heal it in a second with your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn't mind having millions of that...&lt;/span&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/9021849789506663179-6508599388640389113?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6508599388640389113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6508599388640389113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6508599388640389113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6508599388640389113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-amazing-how-you-can-give-me-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-8786551210059378820</id><published>2010-03-28T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T12:01:09.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>golden socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S67Tt83lCJI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_X9rpYFnWGs/s1600/P20-03-10_14.07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S67Tt83lCJI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_X9rpYFnWGs/s400/P20-03-10_14.07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453528985179064466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all (my sis, bro and I) decided to name her Vodka instead.&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry, though. She's not confused.&lt;br /&gt;We never called her by any name before until we were sure of what to name her.&lt;br /&gt;So, Dean is now Vodka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/9021849789506663179-8786551210059378820?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8786551210059378820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=8786551210059378820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8786551210059378820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8786551210059378820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/03/golden-socks.html' title='golden socks'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S67Tt83lCJI/AAAAAAAAAeg/_X9rpYFnWGs/s72-c/P20-03-10_14.07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7527602363442415624</id><published>2010-03-20T15:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:47:00.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brand new bears</title><content type='html'>We got two more puppies! Dad said they were both male, so Kavan and I decided to name them Sam and Dean. Yes, we love Supernatural that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost a week now and dad recently told us that Dean is a girl. Wow, what a surprise. But the name is still sticking!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S6R7EfmnRMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/cRDsLuvRoyc/s1600-h/P18-03-10_16.52%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S6R7EfmnRMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/cRDsLuvRoyc/s400/P18-03-10_16.52%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450616766158292162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left: Dean and Sam&lt;br /&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/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S6R7F6KXRLI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VqVOrt5uSqM/s1600-h/P18-03-10_16.55%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S6R7F6KXRLI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/VqVOrt5uSqM/s400/P18-03-10_16.55%5B3%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450616790467429554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam, the all black puppy&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S6R7FWns-fI/AAAAAAAAAeI/hBMsCs6pxU8/s1600-h/P18-03-10_16.55%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S6R7FWns-fI/AAAAAAAAAeI/hBMsCs6pxU8/s400/P18-03-10_16.55%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450616780926810610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dean, the one with golden socks&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S6R87Xk0LQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/VT-tw2QttEQ/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S6R87Xk0LQI/AAAAAAAAAeY/VT-tw2QttEQ/s400/DSC00101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450618808407698690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After bathing them&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/9021849789506663179-7527602363442415624?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7527602363442415624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=7527602363442415624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7527602363442415624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7527602363442415624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/03/brand-new-bears.html' title='brand new bears'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S6R7EfmnRMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/cRDsLuvRoyc/s72-c/P18-03-10_16.52%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2145810047350833831</id><published>2010-03-14T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:06:33.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S5ze4NYfJ5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/SSabHtE9zbg/s1600-h/mind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S5ze4NYfJ5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/SSabHtE9zbg/s400/mind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448474706457864082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do...&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S5ze3opyksI/AAAAAAAAAco/KLnFOR5L0ag/s1600-h/monopoly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S5ze3opyksI/AAAAAAAAAco/KLnFOR5L0ag/s400/monopoly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448474696598328002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karissa Kara Simon&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Except... She hides them under her bed -.-"&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/9021849789506663179-2145810047350833831?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2145810047350833831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2145810047350833831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2145810047350833831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2145810047350833831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-do.html' title='....'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S5ze4NYfJ5I/AAAAAAAAAcw/SSabHtE9zbg/s72-c/mind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4885208872684014077</id><published>2010-03-12T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:09:26.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>A shock, I deserved</title><content type='html'>did you feel it coming?&lt;br /&gt;I was slowly getting rid of you&lt;br /&gt;bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;A two-day survival&lt;br /&gt;yesterday could have made it a three&lt;br /&gt;but there you go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one smile&lt;br /&gt;and you're off the hook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a shock&lt;br /&gt;I deserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me&lt;br /&gt;for letting my stupidity take over&lt;br /&gt;giving you what looks like a smug&lt;br /&gt;You caught me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it more often&lt;br /&gt;I'll get the hang of it&lt;br /&gt;I know it for a fact&lt;br /&gt;I will :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-4885208872684014077?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4885208872684014077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4885208872684014077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4885208872684014077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4885208872684014077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/03/shock-i-deserved.html' title='A shock, I deserved'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-267311743403180941</id><published>2010-03-08T23:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:03:41.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He one spinal cracker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonathan "Legacy" Perez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First time I saw this guy auditioned on So You Think You Can Dance, I thought, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Holy kabooki, the dude has gotta be the best B-boy ever"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b7QWn1B1nJ0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b7QWn1B1nJ0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone else did, I expected him not to be able to dance other styles. But when I turned on the TV today, this is what I saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V4JeiWOaVW0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V4JeiWOaVW0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly talented, this guy!&lt;/span&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/9021849789506663179-267311743403180941?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/267311743403180941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=267311743403180941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/267311743403180941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/267311743403180941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/03/he-one-spinal-cracker.html' title='He one spinal cracker'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2976870444735724405</id><published>2010-02-28T11:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:49:02.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In every forest there are trees</title><content type='html'>Hello, fellow earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I've got exams this week. Have been a total geek since Friday. Yes, I practice procrastination. Sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the study-during-holiday kind of person. Trust me, I've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tried.&lt;/span&gt; It's just so hard to wake up during the holidays when your room is dark and your bed is so comfy and the weather is cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My alarm would scream, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"DONT PATRONIZE! I realize, this is my real life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm half asleep and I'm wide awake..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Marianas Trench usually wakes me up every morning. It makes me jump whenever Josh Ramsay scream that first verse all of a sudden. But I have become immune to it. So I switched to Skillet. And that was how I woke up at 8.30a.m. this morning. Best record!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna convince myself that I will screw any paper. Thanks to 3sa and her brother's smart choice of book, I've learned that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you will become what you believe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the story of the three blind men in the Bible? They believed that Jesus could heal them and so Jesus said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"According to your faith be it done unto you"&lt;/span&gt;. They immediately received their sight. Notice that it was their faith that turned the situation around? So, yes, I'm taking that note in and leave the rest to God :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall come back next weekend when the exam is about over (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still gotta sit for the Moral paper on the coming Monday&lt;/span&gt;). Or maybe I wont come back and update. Who knows... ;)  I might just talk to my bed and fall asleep. Hmm... what shall I choose to do?&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/9021849789506663179-2976870444735724405?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2976870444735724405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2976870444735724405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2976870444735724405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2976870444735724405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-every-forest-there-are-trees.html' title='In every forest there are trees'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4344155286565099782</id><published>2010-02-21T03:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:55:34.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I personally love this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S4A9pnj_KWI/AAAAAAAAAcI/YWcXvwTbJ2U/s1600-h/idiot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm sorry but you cant bring drinks in here"&lt;/span&gt;. I  skipped my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, 3sa and Ray were trying on sunnys. 3sa told me to take pictures. So I took my phone and shot her. Tried to shoot Ray when a guy came up to me and said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm sorry, miss, no pictures"&lt;/span&gt;. I laughed and nodded my head repeatedly, though I did not know that rule exists either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked the rules. There were only three; No food or drinks. No picture-taking. No pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means only one thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Lemon! Castro! Get ready, we're going to Padini !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My doggies are amazing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-5494636489767700471?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5494636489767700471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=5494636489767700471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5494636489767700471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5494636489767700471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/02/rules-are-meant-to-be-broken-right.html' title='Rules are meant to be broken, right?'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6645635316953379533</id><published>2010-02-18T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:54:13.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-65fb03396c5dc5f" 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://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D065fb03396c5dc5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D255B0DE0BDDB6C9356045341CABDA0189E726842.11D2CA2DE461F4AA53AB993A9EB868224C45FB70%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D65fb03396c5dc5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYv-GdMQY4SA2Iq0J4gdGajPH_Bg&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://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D065fb03396c5dc5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154051%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D255B0DE0BDDB6C9356045341CABDA0189E726842.11D2CA2DE461F4AA53AB993A9EB868224C45FB70%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D65fb03396c5dc5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYv-GdMQY4SA2Iq0J4gdGajPH_Bg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-6645635316953379533?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6645635316953379533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6645635316953379533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6645635316953379533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6645635316953379533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-310834316324449274</id><published>2010-02-05T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:14:41.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rocked the city</title><content type='html'>Went for the Change Your World concert last Saturday night with 3sa. Relent rocked the house. The ground was literally shaking. It was beyond awesome and it is beyond my vocabulary of words to describe. So, I wont be saying much now. Still am speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through a lot trying to convert these video files just to make it big enough for you to see. I doubt you'd be able to hear clearly, though. I used to my phone, no camcorder =/  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Scratch that. You cant hear anything at all in the videos I've converted, but oh well! I'm just gonna go and edit them into one video. You gotta wait though. Bahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-310834316324449274?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/310834316324449274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=310834316324449274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/310834316324449274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/310834316324449274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/02/rocked-city.html' title='rocked the city'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6609039915894717780</id><published>2010-01-30T05:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:38:06.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep deprivation</title><content type='html'>I slept for eleven hours straight. From 5.30 pm yesterday until 4.30am. I feel so cool! Yes, I know it's nothing special, but dear, havent you noticed? I have no life. This nerd has been real busy since the day school started. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dean, I am so not gonna miss high school. Trust ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;While I was half asleep, mom called. I had no idea what time it was. Probably 7pm or so. She said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pip, I'm at Hui Sing. Do you want char kueh?"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In my head, I thought of the sweet noodle. So I went, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Huuuuuh? What?"&lt;/span&gt; and she repeated, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm at Hui Sing, do you want char kueh again?"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thinking about the sweet noodle but I said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yes, of course"&lt;/span&gt; anyway. Went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up after dreaming of 3sa squeezing the life out of me. That was 4.30am. Nice, 3sa. See what you did. Make me hug you so many times until I actually dreamed of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushed my teeth and I think I woke dad up in the process cos while I was heating the char kueh in the microwave, dad walked downstairs all dressed up like an athlete. He went jogging. I'm gonna have softball later at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got sta get ready !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-6609039915894717780?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6609039915894717780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6609039915894717780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6609039915894717780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6609039915894717780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleep-deprivation.html' title='sleep deprivation'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1926638869332925798</id><published>2010-01-22T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:19:48.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball Madness</title><content type='html'>Yet another rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after effects of sleep-deprivation. I cant stop talking nonsense, I might as well type another post before I crash, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, second practice was on Wednesday afternoon. Now &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was something! We ran 3 rounds around the school, ran back to the field and did some jumping and push-ups, before we started throwing balls at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear God, you have no idea how much I miss running and sweating. Ok, maybe you do know, since you created me and all. That was just a figure of speech. But point is, thank you so much and I love you, Father, you are amazingly awesome! Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, Ray, for hitting your shoulder. And 3sa, those seven hits are my seven blessings for the near future if anything were to happen to your bra and panties. Yes, that's the brain telling me I need to sleep. Jay, you should've let &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; try to kill you instead. Mel, you're so right, that sunblock sure is strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I felt like I was walking with barbecued chicken legs. The sun was scorching hot. Everyone thought I got a sunburn but HAHA! I did not  ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything hurts after that though. My arms, my shoulders, my thighs and even my butt cheeks! I have no idea how that even makes sense. Everything still hurts now. Especially my right arm and butt cheek. But dont worry, I can totally handle playing drums tomorrow. Ahh so excited! Cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures from Wednesday!&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/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1m71CJ6McI/AAAAAAAAAZg/evgAidsnf9U/s1600-h/P20-01-10_16.01%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1m71CJ6McI/AAAAAAAAAZg/evgAidsnf9U/s400/P20-01-10_16.01%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429577345557737922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready for my ball, aye?&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1m71gdugjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/pphapi97aVc/s1600-h/P20-01-10_16.03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1m71gdugjI/AAAAAAAAAZo/pphapi97aVc/s400/P20-01-10_16.03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429577353693921842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aiming at 3sa ! Got my game face on, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1m721GpIEI/AAAAAAAAAaA/z8PeA1KixXA/s1600-h/P20-01-10_16.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1m721GpIEI/AAAAAAAAAaA/z8PeA1KixXA/s400/P20-01-10_16.30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429577376414113858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jay, the president !&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like the sound of that, Jay&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1nA8n-wX1I/AAAAAAAAAaI/xiUNu8k654E/s1600-h/P20-01-10_16.30%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1nA8n-wX1I/AAAAAAAAAaI/xiUNu8k654E/s400/P20-01-10_16.30%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429582973528727378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ray and her bottles.&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/9021849789506663179-1926638869332925798?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1926638869332925798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1926638869332925798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1926638869332925798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1926638869332925798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/01/softball-madness.html' title='Softball Madness'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1m71CJ6McI/AAAAAAAAAZg/evgAidsnf9U/s72-c/P20-01-10_16.01%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-870807663294023555</id><published>2010-01-17T17:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T22:30:49.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One pretty awesome Saturday</title><content type='html'>Did new things! Awesome new things. It was pretty hectic, how full the day was. Went to school in the morning for our very first &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;softball &lt;/span&gt;practice. It wasnt much since there were so many juniors and so little time. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am one of the juniors too haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church in the afternoon for the one thing I've been longing for; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DRUM LESSON !  &lt;/span&gt;Whoot! Finally, I get to hit things. Release stress in the form of drum beats. Uncle Louie, Dan's dad, was the one giving the lessons. He is super cool. He hits with the enthusiasm of a teenager, which made everything a lot more exciting! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson, I went upstairs to join 3sa, Ash, Alicia and Dan. All four were playing base... I guess. I dont know, I'm not a plucking-strings kind of person. Haha! Not that I have anything against that ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapped some pictures using 3sa's camera, hit the table with the drumsticks, watched 3sa try to play something on the piano, I tried to play the Mr. Bean theme song on the piano. Dan played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muse&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Supermassive Black Hole&lt;/span&gt; on base and Ash sang to it, she sounded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; like Matthew Bellamy. Epic! After a while, I got tired and slept in the corner of the room... And the sounds these guys made were pretty soothing in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, pictures! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stolen from 3sa's facebook&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1msmOhA_rI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wRyfcnw06QI/s1600-h/drumstickmadness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1msmOhA_rI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wRyfcnw06QI/s400/drumstickmadness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429560598503423666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Missed a beat !&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1msmb5UUJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Xi3EI-vHrOs/s1600-h/treashal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1msmb5UUJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Xi3EI-vHrOs/s400/treashal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429560602095014034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doing their own thing...&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1msl8kcBPI/AAAAAAAAAZI/H2d4kBs-V4Y/s1600-h/ashrockinout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1msl8kcBPI/AAAAAAAAAZI/H2d4kBs-V4Y/s400/ashrockinout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429560593685939442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3sa danced.&lt;br /&gt;Dan watched.&lt;br /&gt;Ash took over the drumsticks and switched to rockstar mode!&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/9021849789506663179-870807663294023555?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/870807663294023555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=870807663294023555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/870807663294023555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/870807663294023555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-pretty-awesome-saturday.html' title='One pretty awesome Saturday'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1msmOhA_rI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wRyfcnw06QI/s72-c/drumstickmadness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2638986831978300324</id><published>2010-01-15T22:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:17:01.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1CGcLHo0-I/AAAAAAAAAYw/4kqD8J0-_Ws/s1600-h/ollie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1CGcLHo0-I/AAAAAAAAAYw/4kqD8J0-_Ws/s400/ollie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426985369560732642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest stage of being a skater, is when you&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; have to stop. I have reached there. It's time to face it. I cant skate anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No more adrenaline rush.&lt;br /&gt;No more tricks. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not that I have landed much&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;No more falling on my ass.&lt;br /&gt;No more threatening the dogs with my board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if I do fall, the titanium in my spine might just break or whatever it does when you fall. Doctor never explained it. I just cant fall. I'm not allowed to. Whack, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'm just gonna hang my deck on the wall and reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably collect decks now. Hehe! That will be&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as awesome as skating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still want a set of trucks though. Just in case I cant handle myself, I'd just kick push my way through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-2638986831978300324?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2638986831978300324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2638986831978300324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2638986831978300324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2638986831978300324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-love.html' title='Goodbye, love.'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/S1CGcLHo0-I/AAAAAAAAAYw/4kqD8J0-_Ws/s72-c/ollie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-5323092779099809915</id><published>2010-01-09T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:27:25.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First rest I had all week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I was finally gonna get more than nine hours of sleep, school&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; had&lt;/span&gt; to have KK registrations. Had to come before eight just to wait around for two hours until everything started. So we (3sa, Ray and I) went on and on about the whole racism issue and then it turned to Marianas Trench and Disco Curtis, or more like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tanner, baby! We're going down slowly, take me!..."&lt;/span&gt;  Ray came up with that. She didnt wanna sing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ashley, baby..."&lt;/span&gt;  cos she was mad at the video where Ashley had stolen her Tanner baby. Ok, that is too much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"baby" &lt;/span&gt;in one topic. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I was eager to get up this morning was because 3sa had told me yesterday that there are drum lessons today at 10.30am and 2pm. Obviously, I wasnt gonna make it to the 10.30am lesson, I had to go for the Joyful Vanguard meeting. When we were just about done, 3sa texted me and said that the 2pm lesson got canceled. Excitement went boom and I didnt have time to escape the blow. Wow, there's an over-dramatic ending right there. Haha! I was just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went home and took a nap. A 5 hour nap. Oh that felt so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have to go back to being a nerd. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-5323092779099809915?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5323092779099809915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=5323092779099809915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5323092779099809915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5323092779099809915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-rest-i-had-all-week.html' title='First rest I had all week'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-8135978248803479825</id><published>2010-01-08T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:29:18.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arkk I have so much to say!</title><content type='html'>Went to the hospital today. As expected. Doc tells me that I look good but the X-Ray doesnt but that's okay! What's new? Young doctors who say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hang on, let me get my boss and ask him what to do about you"&lt;/span&gt;. And I had to fill in forms about how I've changed since the operation and how it is affecting my personal life and personal relationships. Dude, I dont have a boyfriend, never had one and dont want one. So, how it's affecting my personal relationship? None (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check box?&lt;/span&gt;) Check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of 'funny' questions and some very irritating. I fkin hate it when they ask you to rate the amount of pain you're feeling. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give it from a scale of 1 to 10&lt;/span&gt; or is it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "mild" &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "moderate" &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "moderate to severe"&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "severe"&lt;/span&gt; ? Oh come on. It's painful, get rid of it! Or when people ask you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"What is it like? Is it like a cramp or is it like ants biting you or pinching pain or sharp pain?"&lt;/span&gt;  Screw you. There are no ants around, even if there were, I would know how it feels like to get bitten by ants and this is not it. This is just ridiculous. It seriously gets me mad whenever somebody asks me these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was acting weird too. She was saying things that dont even make sense. She was making things up. Like when she told the doctor that I complained so much about the pain until I wished I never had the operation. Wtf? I never said that. As a matter of fact, I am glad I had the operation. I just dont wanna have to go through it for a second time cos I might just give up the next time I cant breathe without feeling like my lungs were being crushed by rocks. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just so you know, I nearly did give up the last time. I wanted to hold my breath until I fade. I did hold my breath more than three times.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;So please be grateful for my presence&lt;/span&gt;) And she kept bugging me when I was filling up the forms and answering the questions. She was the one who answered most of them. Yeah, that's the Scoliosis patient right there. Hey, I'm just here to sit and goyang kaki. Should have given them her cell number instead of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Dr. Zaki (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boss&lt;/span&gt;) if I can play sports now. And he said yes! HAHAHAHAHA! You have no idea how happy I was to hear that. I so wanna play squash and run and sweat like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again. I miss it so much. But of course, I cant join competitions though. That would stress my spine. I can only play for leisure. But hey, competition or no competition, main thing is, I get to play sports again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Teng, Jay, Ray, I dont have to be a bench-warmer in the softball team after all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still cant run 5 laps, though...  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Probably cos DAD has been using you. Damn I miss playing The Sims 3. My sister called me up lastnight just to ask me where to buy balloons and a birthday cake in the game cos her sims' baby is growing up into a toddler and wants a birthday party. Great. Throw a party without me. How very thoughtful of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, enough on that sims rant. I'm in Form 5 this year. After SPM I'll be saying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"So long suckah!"&lt;/span&gt; to high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a separate class from my Apek Clan. 5Science2. I know it's kind of a bad idea to leave Theresa and Ray together, since Theresa is most likely to consume Ray for breakfast every morning. But hey, they survived! Sure, they did ask me to come back to the third class cos they dont wana see anyone else get the top position, but after knowing Madam Screamo is still their class teacher? No way, dude! My ears are screamo-phobic. And I love my class. Miss Chung is cool. Firm, but cool. She teaches us Addmath and Physics. Which is good, cos I dont think anyone can actually scream formulas and equations in my ears to force them up my brain and expect me to get an A. Screamo does teach us Math, but she doesnt look like she has the guts to bully students in my class. Take that, baldy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting tuitions. Addmath, Biology, Physics. Was supposed to go for Chemistry today, but I had to go to the hospital. There &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; pros in being physically challenged ;) Haha! I had to go for Bio and Phy without Theresa and Mel. I didnt mind the Bio class. But Physics? People were staring at me like I was an alien with a purple tail or something. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok wow, I sure talk too much. I've been super hyper this week. Cant sleep at night cos I couldnt stop talking to myself in the dark. I think I should stop here. Ok bye now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-5333617513657530246?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5333617513657530246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=5333617513657530246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5333617513657530246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5333617513657530246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2010/01/senior-year.html' title='senior year'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6516968485330493479</id><published>2009-12-23T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:18:27.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I run a very tight business</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SzIKcUCtxxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/jrm14CRoUO8/s1600-h/pongness.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 531px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SzIKcUCtxxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/jrm14CRoUO8/s400/pongness.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418404783212840722" 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/9021849789506663179-6516968485330493479?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6516968485330493479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6516968485330493479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6516968485330493479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6516968485330493479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-run-very-tight-business.html' title='I run a very tight business'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SzIKcUCtxxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/jrm14CRoUO8/s72-c/pongness.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-3198831635778433220</id><published>2009-12-21T12:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:46:44.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Holiday</title><content type='html'>I gotta say, this must be the best holiday ever! I'm actually excited for Christmas. This doesnt happen ever so often because before, we would usually have to drive for ten hours from Miri to Kuching and have absolutely no friends to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I guess that is one of the pros of living in Kuching, aye? Friends to visit and to hang with when you get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont remember ever getting bored this holiday. I've got the game I love and am totally hooked on. I've got the DVD's to watch, all four complete seasons of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supernatural&lt;/span&gt;, baby! And I've got a driver. Make that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; two&lt;/span&gt; drivers. Both my sis and Kiddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's cool with everything, as long as she doesnt have to drive us around. Haha! She was even cool with me getting hooked on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sims 3&lt;/span&gt; while she was baking cookies. Mmm...kitchen smells really good, I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And mom totally approved on my wanting to go for drum lessons next year :D I'm so stoked! Just need to get a pair of drumsticks. Asked Kiddy how much that would cost and he started talking sizes and types. I sat there nodding my head cluelessly. He also said that I'd get blisters and crusty skin from holding drumsticks too long. I dont mind it at all. Because hey, I can live with bruises and a six inch scar near my ribs, I can bear blisters anytime :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the only thing that's out of place this holiday is the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yayo&lt;/span&gt; has been missing for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 nights and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 days&lt;/span&gt;. I am still counting. I miss that furry thing. Last time I saw him, he was sleeping on the couch next to me while I was playing TS3. Guess the music soothed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray to God he'll come home unharmed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and probably hungry, too&lt;/span&gt;) . We'd be ready to give you food and milk, Yayo. Just come home :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-3198831635778433220?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/3198831635778433220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=3198831635778433220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3198831635778433220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3198831635778433220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-holiday.html' title='This Holiday'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1198870166672496875</id><published>2009-12-13T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T17:50:58.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the typical blusher-lipgloss-mascara-makeup-crazy kind of girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-1198870166672496875?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1198870166672496875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1198870166672496875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1198870166672496875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1198870166672496875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-not-typical-blusher-lipgloss-mascara.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6772593882812081342</id><published>2009-12-11T14:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:22:26.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raindrops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;raindrops keep falling on my head,&lt;br /&gt;they keep falling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SyHjZfdr_xI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PGqQSEG7yxQ/s1600-h/raindrops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SyHjZfdr_xI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PGqQSEG7yxQ/s400/raindrops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413858254158298898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That song creeps me out. The only reason I'm singing it right now is because I'm bored out of my skull, sitting here just waiting for mom to come home so she can send me to Theresa's house. Let me play already! And I am so hungry I could eat this whole house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just texted sis. Asked if she's gonna make it before Christmas. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, my wife, I stole your best line&lt;/span&gt;) Bahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I think somebody's at the gate !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo0o0o0oh0o0o0o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teng, here I come !&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/9021849789506663179-6772593882812081342?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6772593882812081342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6772593882812081342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6772593882812081342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6772593882812081342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/raindrops.html' title='Raindrops'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SyHjZfdr_xI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PGqQSEG7yxQ/s72-c/raindrops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2970568101472623592</id><published>2009-12-01T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:22:14.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2970568101472623592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2970568101472623592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SxTtmmYSH3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/wYW3-7uFnpY/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4198447323467373891</id><published>2009-12-01T17:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:10:59.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Hello, December</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SxTp9JuOcAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/oyox2aZE8Ck/s1600/moss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SxTp9JuOcAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/oyox2aZE8Ck/s400/moss.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410206289169903618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess it was worth it&lt;br /&gt;having you right next to me&lt;br /&gt;just like old times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we both tore that paper&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt help but think of how far apart we have grown&lt;br /&gt;But I was so glad&lt;br /&gt;You're back to your old self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reckless and clumsy&lt;br /&gt;Talkative and funny&lt;br /&gt;So senseless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your jokes never made sense&lt;br /&gt;but they made me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Probably because I was knocked out of my senses too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wish to stay asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in reality,&lt;br /&gt;you make me sick to my stomach&lt;br /&gt;Funny how time have the ability to change people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the person you have become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a shame&lt;br /&gt;You're a smart boy&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time you act like one&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/9021849789506663179-4198447323467373891?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4198447323467373891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4198447323467373891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4198447323467373891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4198447323467373891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-december.html' title='Hello, December'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SxTp9JuOcAI/AAAAAAAAAW4/oyox2aZE8Ck/s72-c/moss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2554363822439440289</id><published>2009-11-30T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:20:53.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Raw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2554363822439440289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2554363822439440289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2554363822439440289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-raw.html' title='So Raw'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4709474802111157413</id><published>2009-11-24T01:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T01:48:03.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my piggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwrKiL4E3vI/AAAAAAAAAWw/JIn6FL4VdL4/s1600/mypiggies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 422px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwrKiL4E3vI/AAAAAAAAAWw/JIn6FL4VdL4/s400/mypiggies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407356991264055026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are the reason why I log in to Facebook :)&lt;/span&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/9021849789506663179-4709474802111157413?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4709474802111157413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4709474802111157413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4709474802111157413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4709474802111157413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-my-piggies.html' title='I love my piggies'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwrKiL4E3vI/AAAAAAAAAWw/JIn6FL4VdL4/s72-c/mypiggies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7957482889999960235</id><published>2009-11-19T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:49:24.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WXYiDw6QJRI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WXYiDw6QJRI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss these guys. Wish they never broke up :(&lt;/span&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/9021849789506663179-7957482889999960235?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7957482889999960235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=7957482889999960235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7957482889999960235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7957482889999960235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/rooster.html' title='Rooster'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1401602416790682831</id><published>2009-11-18T23:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:18:03.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>staring at the sun</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/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwQb9mbyzDI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mz9FrSYeMg8/s1600/P18-11-09_17.24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwQb9mbyzDI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mz9FrSYeMg8/s400/P18-11-09_17.24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405476197854530610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"You took everything while I was staring at the sun."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwQb-E338EI/AAAAAAAAAWI/s0QOmkV1PIU/s1600/P18-11-09_17.26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwQb-E338EI/AAAAAAAAAWI/s0QOmkV1PIU/s400/P18-11-09_17.26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405476206025371714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwQb_K5-JRI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ejdQtLSTpCQ/s1600/P18-11-09_15.46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwQb_K5-JRI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ejdQtLSTpCQ/s400/P18-11-09_15.46.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405476224824648978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The only thing about this is my mom's reflection on the window...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwQdIgfv1xI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Feebq9gixr8/s1600/P18-11-09_15.54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwQdIgfv1xI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Feebq9gixr8/s400/P18-11-09_15.54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405477484750690066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St. Joseph's Cathedral&lt;/span&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/9021849789506663179-1401602416790682831?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1401602416790682831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1401602416790682831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1401602416790682831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1401602416790682831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/staring-at-sun.html' title='staring at the sun'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwQb9mbyzDI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mz9FrSYeMg8/s72-c/P18-11-09_17.24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6291511102507714330</id><published>2009-11-17T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T15:50:08.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninja attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwJJcfoT-QI/AAAAAAAAAV4/GJmnqeQY_HA/s1600/ninja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwJJcfoT-QI/AAAAAAAAAV4/GJmnqeQY_HA/s400/ninja.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404963256673761538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ninjas. Sharp flying objects. Grenades. American footballers.&lt;br /&gt;What the truck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I hopped off the boat and on to the dock. It was chaotic. Everyone was running away from where I was standing. I decided to join them. I saw this guy, wearing a blue &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ancient Chinese Emperor&lt;/span&gt; suit. He was big and he had a Samurai sword in his right hand. He ran towards the dock and the red emperor was just standing there. The blue emperor stabbed him in the gut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And down goes the red emperor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to this lady and said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Our king is dead! The guy killed him." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady went, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Shh... Be quiet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of Malay boys started shouting, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Merdeka!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady grabbed my hand and brought me into the woods. She told me that I had to be protected. She gripped my left hand and we ran. I didnt think she knew someone was following us. It was a guy in white shirt and black pants. I had a feeling he was Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Someone's following us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lady:&lt;/span&gt; We have to run faster! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*runs faster*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; He's fast! Just five feet away from us. And I cant see his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably because his head was turned 180 degrees. I could only see the back of his head. But his body was facing us. That was a creepy sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, the guy stopped. He stood there just watching us. I could see his face this time and I was right, he was Chinese. We ran faster but it felt like there was an invisible wall in our tracks. The guy laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guy:&lt;/span&gt; You cant go through that thing. Here, this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brought us around this huge tree and we came to a bridge. We were under it and the guy started planting something near this tree next to the bridge. I saw a guy all dressed in a black ninja suit at the other side of the bridge. I was amazed. But at the same time, I was scared he might attack. So I whispered to the lady, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ninja! Ninja! Ninja!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOM !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the guy we were with was planting a grenade near the tree. He was bombing the ninjas and they fell into the river. The ninjas didnt get hurt. Doi, they're ninjas, what do you expect? Stupid Frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ninjas started throwing shiny sharp objects at us. You know those sharp things, right? They hurt you but they never hurt the ninjas even though they fly back. Useless. So I jumped up and down to dodge them. Surprisingly, I was awesome. I didnt get hurt. I was running towards this building when I saw one ninja and I thought, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Damn, that ninja is cute!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he threw a sharp object at me. I jumped but it hit my neck. It didnt hurt at all. I took it out of my skin and threw it back at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a bunch of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American footballers&lt;/span&gt; ran out of the building and started attacking the ninjas. They attacked me too. I guess, we're all enemies here. I saw one American guy raping a girl. I started hitting him with a big fish. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No idea where the fish came from&lt;/span&gt;) But the half naked girl seemed excited. Whoops, I guess he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; raping her. They ran into a room and the other American guys joined them. I sorta had an idea what they were planning to do. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gangbang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ran out and slammed the door. The ninjas ran to me and started jumping up and down, laughing at the Americans. They cheered in victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;That has gotta be the most random dream ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-6291511102507714330?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6291511102507714330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6291511102507714330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6291511102507714330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6291511102507714330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/ninja-attack.html' title='Ninja attack'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwJJcfoT-QI/AAAAAAAAAV4/GJmnqeQY_HA/s72-c/ninja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-8131860969908198174</id><published>2009-11-17T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:50:29.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokiwado !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwJFOTXzViI/AAAAAAAAAVw/RSt18GlYZd0/s1600/P17-11-09_14.38%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwJFOTXzViI/AAAAAAAAAVw/RSt18GlYZd0/s400/P17-11-09_14.38%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404958614818608674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a tokiwado in your life?&lt;br /&gt;I sure havent... Up till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My sis came home with her friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kara:&lt;/span&gt; Pip, you want? Tokiwado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanessa:&lt;/span&gt; Here, tokiwado ah? We cant find anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Are you guys speaking Japanese now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a discovery! I never knew what these things were called. I mean, I only go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Magic Bite&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;waffles&lt;/span&gt;. Mmm, waffles... And if I ever decided I'd have these things, I'd just point at them and go, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I want that!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never did decide I want them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've eaten two tokiwados. And I dont like them. But they're still here, on the table, right next to the CPU, waiting for me to munch on them. Let's just keep them here anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I figured they'd all be in my tummy by the end of this hour...&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/9021849789506663179-8131860969908198174?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8131860969908198174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=8131860969908198174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8131860969908198174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8131860969908198174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/tokiwado.html' title='Tokiwado !'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SwJFOTXzViI/AAAAAAAAAVw/RSt18GlYZd0/s72-c/P17-11-09_14.38%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-3390287950175541874</id><published>2009-11-12T17:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:23:40.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>I am currently eating a bun. Not just any bun. It's the Jolly Bee bun! It's massive and it's sweet and it's got nice yellow crumbs on it. Mmmm... Almost choked on it while trying to get online. Curse you mother trucking streamyx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with 200 plus unlucky students, I had to come to school today for the prize giving ceremony. While &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ray &lt;/span&gt;stayed home sleeping. How convenient is that thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was falling asleep just 40 minutes after it started. So I decided to sit up straight. Clapped my hands even when I'm not supposed to. And when it was my turn to get up on stage, I was alive again. Grab the thing and baaam!&lt;br /&gt;I was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom: &lt;/span&gt;Let me take a picture of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*stands there smiling like a squirrel*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; Ok. Not so clear. Can you go? I wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;I gotta go to the toilet. Wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; Ok, I'll wait. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*starts to walk back in to the hall*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;No, no. Here's the plan. Go downstairs and wait for me. I'll go to the other side and tell the teacher I need to go to the toilet. And when I'm done, I'll meet you downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That plan worked out very well. I should be a ninja agent or something :D&lt;br /&gt;And the prize I got was the weirdest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mean, it looks like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvvSr35VYwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/vKBu_DVrPMo/s1600-h/Troph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvvSr35VYwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/vKBu_DVrPMo/s400/Troph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403143829141676802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know what to call it. It looks like it came from outer space.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it's a space shuttle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Does St. Teresa have a space shuttle?!!&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/9021849789506663179-3390287950175541874?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/3390287950175541874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=3390287950175541874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3390287950175541874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3390287950175541874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvvSr35VYwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/vKBu_DVrPMo/s72-c/Troph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6360602554921262871</id><published>2009-11-12T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:30:51.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The gun doesnt work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvuddU5R1RI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bidPTxpRknk/s1600-h/swift.vamped.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvuddU5R1RI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bidPTxpRknk/s400/swift.vamped.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403085305111762194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured; since I cant shoot you, I'll turn you into a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taycob &lt;/span&gt;would be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;disgusted&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/9021849789506663179-6360602554921262871?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6360602554921262871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6360602554921262871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6360602554921262871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6360602554921262871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/gun-doesnt-work.html' title='The gun doesnt work'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvuddU5R1RI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bidPTxpRknk/s72-c/swift.vamped.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4560618209725222383</id><published>2009-11-11T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:45:32.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mormon Church supports gay rights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvrbJBqZqLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bD7ovkYyCgI/s1600-h/gayrights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvrbJBqZqLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bD7ovkYyCgI/s400/gayrights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402871651095914674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How cool is that ? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_gay_rights_mormons"&gt;Read on&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/9021849789506663179-4560618209725222383?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4560618209725222383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4560618209725222383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4560618209725222383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4560618209725222383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/mormon-church-supports-gay-rights.html' title='The Mormon Church supports gay rights'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvrbJBqZqLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/bD7ovkYyCgI/s72-c/gayrights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2102499300069960616</id><published>2009-11-09T23:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T02:22:09.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That was quick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W0O0OO0O0OH0O0O0O !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or, in Ray's term,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AAH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad turned off the TV and started scraping some kind of metal. I mean, that's what it sounded like. And if that were the case, mom would go berzerk if he messed up the living room.&lt;br /&gt;After 5 minutes of scraping &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;metal&lt;/span&gt;, he finally walked upstairs and said the magic word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Goodnight!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall show you pictures of my genius pets now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Svg-o1ismgI/AAAAAAAAAVI/YVYeRv_azO8/s1600-h/bl4ze910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Svg-o1ismgI/AAAAAAAAAVI/YVYeRv_azO8/s400/bl4ze910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402136624319207938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my oldest pet, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bl4ze910&lt;/span&gt;. (Blaze910) Cos he's blazin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Svg-omnUelI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ro_CFrzTIO8/s1600-h/ollie540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Svg-omnUelI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ro_CFrzTIO8/s400/ollie540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402136620312066642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0llie540&lt;/span&gt;. I created him last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Svg-pKkjAMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/E6GeYvVGoM0/s1600-h/med.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Svg-pKkjAMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/E6GeYvVGoM0/s400/med.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402136629964112066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my latest addition! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Medison_brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask me why his name is like that. I wonder, too.&lt;br /&gt;I adopted him from the pound. His last owner must've gone nuts.&lt;br /&gt;He's an alien by the way. He's so different from Blaze and Ollie.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously...&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/9021849789506663179-2102499300069960616?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2102499300069960616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2102499300069960616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2102499300069960616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2102499300069960616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-was-quick.html' title='That was quick!'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Svg-o1ismgI/AAAAAAAAAVI/YVYeRv_azO8/s72-c/bl4ze910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2360945780856745222</id><published>2009-11-09T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:39:51.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want foof</title><content type='html'>When I hopped into the car after school today, mom told me that daddy's coming home. I immediately thought, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh, no! My pets! My Neopets!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad likes to believe that online games (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like Neopets&lt;/span&gt;), can kill the PC. Strange, indeed. He's got wild imaginations, that man. I think that's where I got mine. But mine's a hell lot worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant handle reading scary books but I love watching scary movies. I blame my imaginations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, back to my story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, dad's back and I have to fight for the modem with him. Again. And I cant get on Neopets cause he would go, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Haaah!"&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can so sound like him&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Neopets, I dont remember how I started playing it. All I know is this; I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cartoons&lt;/span&gt; and I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;animals&lt;/span&gt;, especially weird ones that can read. And all three of my pets &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; to read. They kept telling me to buy more books. So I was online up til 4.30 a.m. spending thousands of Neopoints, buying books for them. Sometimes I think I'd rather live in Neopia. I'd earn 6000 NP a day by playing silly games. Dodge the ice cream. Haha! I got tons of Neopoints from doing just that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, as I type this, daddy's behind me watching football. I shouldnt have told him that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt; beat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manchester United&lt;/span&gt;. He's hogging the TV waiting for repeats. I have no problem with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;, but I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; have a problem with him being behind me and the fact that I cant get on playing games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I heard Vidic! On the bench... Predictions... Oh, the repeat! Great. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's pray daddy gets real tired after driving all day and walks upstairs to sleep, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dear Father...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-2360945780856745222?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2360945780856745222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2360945780856745222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2360945780856745222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2360945780856745222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-foof.html' title='I want foof'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6448839854315355568</id><published>2009-11-07T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T00:33:57.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont sneeze on your pet</title><content type='html'>That has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOTTA&lt;/span&gt; be the most random headline ever. It was on yahoo. An article about how your cats can get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swine Flu&lt;/span&gt;, too. What the fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they talked about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Foot&lt;/span&gt;. No, sadly, this has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to do with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pig bandits.&lt;/span&gt; These people formed an organization and called themselves&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "the Sasquatch Watch members"&lt;/span&gt;. Yes. Mean, indeed. Why would they call such an awesome creature a sasquatch? On the article, they talked about some Big Foot sightings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go hunt Big Foot, too! I promise I wont shoot him dead and make a video about my discovery; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Big Foot hanged himself cos he lacked attention and suffered from depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;   (yet another random headline)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was an article about T-Rex's ancestors. Scientists discovered a new dinosaur. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;told &lt;/span&gt;you they're not extinct, they were just hiding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to swine flu attacking cats, Big Foot's awesomeness and T-Rex's ancestors, I now forgot what I wanted to post originally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvWefOMoE5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/Uppqqgz19wA/s1600-h/bigfootoncrocs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvWefOMoE5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/Uppqqgz19wA/s400/bigfootoncrocs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401397587324965778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I just want to be normal, for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;once &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in my life !"&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/9021849789506663179-6448839854315355568?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6448839854315355568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6448839854315355568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6448839854315355568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6448839854315355568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-sneeze-on-your-pet.html' title='Dont sneeze on your pet'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SvWefOMoE5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/Uppqqgz19wA/s72-c/bigfootoncrocs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6292154767497593354</id><published>2009-11-07T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:10:16.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day (or two) in my shoes</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, Sara took my RM5 note and I didnt wanna keep my eyes off her. She tried to distract me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara:&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;points behind me&lt;/span&gt;* Taylor Lautner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; This is Malaysia. He's all the way in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara:&lt;/span&gt; Taylor and Taylor! (Lautner and Swift)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*grits teeth* &lt;/span&gt;I wanna shoot that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara:&lt;/span&gt; Do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my eyes on Sara and formed a gun with my right hand. Pointed it behind me and BAM BAM BAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Did I get her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara: &lt;/span&gt;Nope, you got the wrong Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Oh no, Taycob! Oh well... He's a werewolf. He heals. Let me try again. BOOM BOOM BOOM! Now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara: &lt;/span&gt;You shot Theresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;She's a soldier of Christ. She heals too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara:&lt;/span&gt; Gimme a piece of that cake and you get your RM5 ! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*points at my tupperware*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; TATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATA! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*using a machine gun this time*&lt;/span&gt; Did I get her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara:&lt;/span&gt; You got everything&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; but&lt;/span&gt; her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Argh! Tell me where to point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sara: &lt;/span&gt;Turn your gun 180 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ... but that's gonna hit me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the moral of this story; Dont let Sara teach you anything. And&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dont&lt;/span&gt; lend me a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we arrived at Spring and stopped at the entrance. Sara placed her bag near the fake coconut tree and fixed something. I stared at the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Oh. Fake grass. Cant smoke that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ray:&lt;/span&gt; Haiyo. Fake kepala tree. Cant climb that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-6292154767497593354?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6292154767497593354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6292154767497593354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6292154767497593354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6292154767497593354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-or-two-in-my-shoes.html' title='A day (or two) in my shoes'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-986149217290608387</id><published>2009-11-05T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:15:40.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This obsession stepped up a notch</title><content type='html'>It was really cold that night and so I bathe in warm water. In the middle of the bath, I thought of what Theresa said the other day when I told her I was gonna take a shower. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You wanna feel the warmth of water since you cant have Jacob or Paul eh?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Only thing is, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasnt &lt;/span&gt;showering in warm water that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time I was. And I burst out in song. Ended up making a very random song about Jake and Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I call this, "Dont Start"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-438f3bf37d6107e4" 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://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D438f3bf37d6107e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154052%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A1710DE7C1A9BFBB77EF65409F5886B09A9CEAF.4D01D1696240DFA2FFC8FEE6AE9277F1F76B1A4A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D438f3bf37d6107e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnSqfhGUMxgMKU8CdoqdHG3SpRFY&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://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D438f3bf37d6107e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154052%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A1710DE7C1A9BFBB77EF65409F5886B09A9CEAF.4D01D1696240DFA2FFC8FEE6AE9277F1F76B1A4A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D438f3bf37d6107e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnSqfhGUMxgMKU8CdoqdHG3SpRFY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't test the water, I just&lt;br /&gt;Just jumped right in&lt;br /&gt;Thought to myself&lt;br /&gt;This could have been&lt;br /&gt;Just how Jake and Paul woulda feel like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do do da do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These werewolves,&lt;br /&gt;They've got the perfect grin&lt;br /&gt;such a short temper&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hey, Paul&lt;br /&gt;Dont hurt Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont want me to start&lt;br /&gt;Phasing&lt;br /&gt;Into wolves like you two&lt;br /&gt;Cos I dont wanna rip outta my clothes&lt;br /&gt;Cos I wont look nearly as hot as you boys do&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/9021849789506663179-986149217290608387?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/986149217290608387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=986149217290608387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/986149217290608387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/986149217290608387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-obsession-stepped-up-notch.html' title='This obsession stepped up a notch'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1606904781761528267</id><published>2009-11-02T15:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:51:09.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A First</title><content type='html'>I was having trouble with my faith. I sinned. And my guilt hit me hard. I know everyone is a sinner, and everyone does it, but how many truly realizes God's pain? I had a tough week, brutally killing myself over my guilt. I thought of all the sins I've committed, I thought of all those times I hurt God. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He must have suffered so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"They may be small. But pile them all up and they make a mountain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I poured my heart out to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theresa&lt;/span&gt;. All my questions and worries. I knew she would understand and I knew she wouldnt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;judge&lt;/span&gt; me. I trusted her views when it comes to Christianity. And I always will. The fact that she's an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evangelist&lt;/span&gt; and I'm a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Catholic&lt;/span&gt; never matters to me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After all, we are all equal in God's eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She invited me to come to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Youth&lt;/span&gt; with her. It was on a Saturday night. Knowing my house rules, I wasnt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;allowed &lt;/span&gt;to go out at night. We both prayed that my mom would let this slip. Our prayers were answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, this was the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; first&lt;/span&gt; time I had ever been to a youth gathering. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; time I had ever gone for a Bible study. I was nervous. I didnt know what to expect. Theresa told me not to worry and to just be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first person I met was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nathanael&lt;/span&gt;. He was very friendly.&lt;br /&gt;And then I met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phoebe&lt;/span&gt;, she was friendly too.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alicia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was open.&lt;br /&gt;My nerves went away.&lt;br /&gt;But I was still quiet and shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before youth started, I went out for dinner with Theresa and three of the new people I just met. Sarah, the leader, whose driving reminds me of my sister's, which is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exciting&lt;/span&gt;. Phoebe, whose red hair&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I adore &lt;/span&gt;and made me wonder if she was still schooling. And Daniel, the boy with the dorky smile, who loves &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chillies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe wondered if the waiter was Korean cause he looked like one. I wondered if he could dance. And then we all came to the conclusion that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all Koreans can dance&lt;/span&gt;. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were back, everyone gathered in a room to pray and sing praise together. I didnt know any of the songs, so I stood and watch. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reening&lt;/span&gt; lead praise and worship. He had so much spirit. Everyone did. Most of them closed their eyes and tilted their heads up to heaven and sang their hearts out to God. At that moment, I wished I knew the songs so I could do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Theresa officially introduced me to everyone, they turned to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi Phoebe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She is one of the THREE Phoebes here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someone: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One is Phoebe, Ben's cousin. Then, Phoebe this red hair one. And Phoebe...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theresa:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phoebe Simon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aaahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people inspired me. They have so much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faith &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt; in God. Watching and listening to them pray, sing and talk about God made me&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; smile&lt;/span&gt;. They keep God's words in their hearts and they're not afraid to show it. They are happy and content. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joyful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's the right word. One of the gifts of the spirit. One I long to have, too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Remember to welcome strangers into your homes. There were some who did that and welcomed angels without knowing it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hebrews 13:2&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/9021849789506663179-1606904781761528267?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1606904781761528267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1606904781761528267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1606904781761528267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1606904781761528267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/first.html' title='A First'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-8107343803261141035</id><published>2009-11-02T02:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T02:44:13.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress Up and Mess Up</title><content type='html'>I was bored out of my skull but I just wont leave the computer. So I looked up for online games. The easy, lame ones. I started playing 5 games at a time and searched for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight Couple dress up&lt;/span&gt;. You can do whatever the hell you want with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt;. Awesome. This is my chance! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su3TbDgYvRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/N3oJlMBD5Ak/s1600-h/twilightdress.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su3TbDgYvRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/N3oJlMBD5Ak/s400/twilightdress.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399203990038166802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is how they initially look like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Rob looks better in 2D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su3TbB7pgHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/J_kwrsqfcWU/s1600-h/affter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su3TbB7pgHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/J_kwrsqfcWU/s400/affter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399203989615640690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had &lt;/span&gt;to do it. Muahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su3TbQWmVsI/AAAAAAAAAUw/7sQICcc1DJg/s1600-h/afterhott.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su3TbQWmVsI/AAAAAAAAAUw/7sQICcc1DJg/s400/afterhott.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399203993486776002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now, I gave Rob a tan and teased Kristen's hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has gotta be their best look so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dare to be stupid and try the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.dressupgirl.net/dressup/1451/Twilight-Vampire-Couple.html"&gt;Twilight Vampire Couple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have fun, people. I know I certainly did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-8107343803261141035?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8107343803261141035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=8107343803261141035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8107343803261141035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8107343803261141035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/playing-dress-up.html' title='Dress Up and Mess Up'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su3TbDgYvRI/AAAAAAAAAUg/N3oJlMBD5Ak/s72-c/twilightdress.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6794385242680518138</id><published>2009-11-02T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:20:48.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bambi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su20atn-04I/AAAAAAAAAUY/YJcQEzZugEw/s1600-h/P02-11-09_00.06%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su20atn-04I/AAAAAAAAAUY/YJcQEzZugEw/s400/P02-11-09_00.06%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399169899303981954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all time fave skate brand :)&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su20aIYhTbI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ldN837R9fZw/s1600-h/P02-11-09_00.07%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su20aIYhTbI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ldN837R9fZw/s400/P02-11-09_00.07%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399169889307020722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna leave a single scratch...&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su20ZzDChEI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dAw9F_2KICI/s1600-h/P02-11-09_00.02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su20ZzDChEI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dAw9F_2KICI/s400/P02-11-09_00.02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399169883579778114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to take the wheels, bolts and risers out.&lt;br /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su20ZCfglxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Jb1azEqjFvg/s1600-h/P02-11-09_00.05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su20ZCfglxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Jb1azEqjFvg/s400/P02-11-09_00.05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399169870545852178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In need of a new set of trucks  -_-"&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/9021849789506663179-6794385242680518138?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6794385242680518138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6794385242680518138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6794385242680518138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6794385242680518138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/bambi.html' title='Bambi'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su20atn-04I/AAAAAAAAAUY/YJcQEzZugEw/s72-c/P02-11-09_00.06%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2031636191022044018</id><published>2009-11-01T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:28:01.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deck Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:38 P.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My deck went missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mummy where is it ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to be right next to the fish tank. With the bolts and the riser and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10: 40 P.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the laundry place and it wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;Took the broom and gave it to mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:43 P.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su2f28F4HHI/AAAAAAAAATw/svSYUitYFkc/s1600-h/100plus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su2f28F4HHI/AAAAAAAAATw/svSYUitYFkc/s400/100plus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399147294479621234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I shall have this all to myself. Kavan went off to sleep at cousin's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:50 P.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-hah! Found my deck! It's in the store. Whaaat the?&lt;br /&gt;Time to take more pictures! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-2031636191022044018?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2031636191022044018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2031636191022044018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2031636191022044018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2031636191022044018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/deck-hunting.html' title='Deck Hunting'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Su2f28F4HHI/AAAAAAAAATw/svSYUitYFkc/s72-c/100plus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6607876500517727428</id><published>2009-11-01T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T02:13:32.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alongside the sun</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/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Suxy3-AppvI/AAAAAAAAATI/lEW2bLmQmCg/s1600-h/P10-10-09_18.23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Suxy3-AppvI/AAAAAAAAATI/lEW2bLmQmCg/s400/P10-10-09_18.23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398816359174481650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was 6.22 p.m. on 10th October and I was washing the dishes. Looked out the kitchen window and saw the ray of light. I just&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; had&lt;/span&gt; to stop and take a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Suxy4bt2AbI/AAAAAAAAATQ/sw1nj-yu_5g/s1600-h/P25-10-09_18.24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Suxy4bt2AbI/AAAAAAAAATQ/sw1nj-yu_5g/s400/P25-10-09_18.24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398816367148663218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; fun snapping pictures of mom's daisies. They're so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Suxy4lLdcNI/AAAAAAAAATY/sNmxkvgQBA8/s1600-h/P25-10-09_18.33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Suxy4lLdcNI/AAAAAAAAATY/sNmxkvgQBA8/s400/P25-10-09_18.33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398816369688801490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This reminds me so much of a picture of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drew&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NeverShoutNever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sux-A0Lm22I/AAAAAAAAATg/0yMLHORLzrQ/s1600-h/nsn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sux-A0Lm22I/AAAAAAAAATg/0yMLHORLzrQ/s400/nsn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398828605782809442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9021849789506663179-6607876500517727428?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6607876500517727428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6607876500517727428' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6607876500517727428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6607876500517727428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/11/alongside-sun.html' title='Alongside the sun'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Suxy3-AppvI/AAAAAAAAATI/lEW2bLmQmCg/s72-c/P10-10-09_18.23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1183189043112379692</id><published>2009-10-30T15:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:04:24.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Char Kueh Tiaw Remedy</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I'd like to take this moment to thank our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Father in heaven&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biological&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt;, for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not &lt;/span&gt;taking the modem along with him while he goes traveling around Miri. I would've dropped on the floor and shape-shift if I couldnt go online for two whole weeks and Teng tells me that my &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;farm animals&lt;/span&gt; have died. Good thing there's no such thing as &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'death'&lt;/span&gt; in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers stopped teaching since Monday. So we were constantly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;apek-ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;around in class. Dont get me started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in the Biology lab today and Pucheng (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;) was giving Ah Faas (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sara&lt;/span&gt;) the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Apek Liscence Test&lt;/span&gt;. Ray was writing something, I thought she had to retake the test, since she failed yesterday. Haha! Teng was reading Sara's book, the one she stole from her, as always... Sheryl was reading a pretty morbid book, it made her stomach twist but she kept on reading anyway. I rested my head on the table and I felt like puking. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This happens whenever I'm hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was craving for Kueh Tiaw goreng. That was very apek of me... And then I thought to myself, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"You know what would taste nicer? What? Char Kueh Tiaw! OHHH!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I had an awesome char kueh tiaw was when Teng brought some to school. So I asked her where the shop was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She drew me a map. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I couldnt wait for my mom to pick me up from school and tell her, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mummy! I want char kueh tiaw!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the joy! We found the place. But sadly, the guy told us, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Char kueh finish already"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up eating kueh tiaw goreng. My original choice. Aiya, never got to feed the char kueh tiaw monster in me... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;("-.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-1183189043112379692?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1183189043112379692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1183189043112379692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1183189043112379692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1183189043112379692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/char-kueh-tiaw.html' title='Char Kueh Tiaw Remedy'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-3669681481714144102</id><published>2009-10-25T19:45:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:11:47.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Wolf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;uuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;uu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;uuuuuuuuuuuu !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went wolf hunting. Here's the cast for the New Moon wolf pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brace yourselves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRJ-zMvtMI/AAAAAAAAASY/G5iAWQ4M0NI/s1600-h/wolfpack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRJ-zMvtMI/AAAAAAAAASY/G5iAWQ4M0NI/s400/wolfpack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396519596741080258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from the left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paul, Sam Uley, Jared&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Embry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quil&lt;/span&gt; is not in this poster. Or any &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; wolf pack poster for all that matters. Probably cos he doesnt have the body, but it's okay, Quil. You can stay on the side and cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuROzvMYRvI/AAAAAAAAASg/oMTY5zkOSeA/s1600-h/chaskespencer.sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuROzvMYRvI/AAAAAAAAASg/oMTY5zkOSeA/s400/chaskespencer.sam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396524904245380850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader of the pack and the so called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alpha&lt;/span&gt;; Sam Uley&lt;br /&gt;Played by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chaske Spencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRO0m7MtMI/AAAAAAAAATA/VdJRgJP_RFk/s1600-h/alexmeraz.aka.paul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRO0m7MtMI/AAAAAAAAATA/VdJRgJP_RFk/s400/alexmeraz.aka.paul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396524919205704898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mean and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bad-tempered&lt;/span&gt; Paul&lt;br /&gt;Played by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex Meraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot, aye. Like wtf right? I used to hate Paul for being mean to Jake but heck, I change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRO0EnttVI/AAAAAAAAASw/Liz3pGmKh9E/s1600-h/jared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRO0EnttVI/AAAAAAAAASw/Liz3pGmKh9E/s400/jared.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396524909997176146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other big guy; Jared.&lt;br /&gt;Played by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bronson Pelletier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRO0Avu3iI/AAAAAAAAASo/HHDbZYh8_D8/s1600-h/kiowagordon.embry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRO0Avu3iI/AAAAAAAAASo/HHDbZYh8_D8/s400/kiowagordon.embry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396524908957064738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake's bestfriend and the new comer; Embry&lt;br /&gt;Played by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kiowa Gordon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRO0bBlQHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/n_4yYe8IjQw/s1600-h/tysonhouseman.quil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRO0bBlQHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/n_4yYe8IjQw/s400/tysonhouseman.quil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396524916011253874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of Jake's man; Quil&lt;br /&gt;Played by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tyson Houseman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G-g-g-g-gotta watch this !&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(unless if you dont like spoilers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dUB1DFswMg0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dUB1DFswMg0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-3669681481714144102?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/3669681481714144102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=3669681481714144102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3669681481714144102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3669681481714144102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/going-wolf.html' title='Going Wolf'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuRJ-zMvtMI/AAAAAAAAASY/G5iAWQ4M0NI/s72-c/wolfpack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4441877828077076499</id><published>2009-10-25T19:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:39:39.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweating Bullets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; stopped pounding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Air &lt;/span&gt;wouldnt get into my lungs...&lt;br /&gt;Oxygen wont mix with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haemoglobins&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the nerd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I opened up yahoo and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was on the screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuQ2Glr-8vI/AAAAAAAAASI/rtQSCpGds5U/s1600-h/yahoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuQ2Glr-8vI/AAAAAAAAASI/rtQSCpGds5U/s400/yahoo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396497740320404210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gasp for air like a loony&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I clicked on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Scene from New Moon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuQ2G393gtI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tdrtkbUFXHA/s1600-h/jake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuQ2G393gtI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tdrtkbUFXHA/s400/jake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396497745227252434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, Jake, you are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wayyyy&lt;/span&gt; too hot for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lick.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, dont glare at me like that. You're driving me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;insane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I wasnt already...&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/9021849789506663179-4441877828077076499?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4441877828077076499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4441877828077076499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4441877828077076499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4441877828077076499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweating-bullets.html' title='Sweating Bullets'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SuQ2Glr-8vI/AAAAAAAAASI/rtQSCpGds5U/s72-c/yahoo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7024769161270684546</id><published>2009-10-21T02:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T03:10:28.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skaters, not hooligans</title><content type='html'>Almost everyone think of skaters as major punks who don't give a shit about anything except tearing up places. You see someone on a skateboard or just walk with a skateboard, you think, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh, he's up to no good. Get security. Get security quick!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, get it straight. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skaters skate cos they love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why would you bust a skater and not a cyclist? They're both practically doing the same thing. Just cruising around. Just because it's on a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;simple board with wheels&lt;/span&gt; and it wasn't created by Baron von Drais, doesnt mean it's harmful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's harmful to us, of course. We're the ones that fall and scrape our knees. But it as heck isnt harmful to anyone else. So why the stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to all Malaysian skaters out there. There's a Cancer Awareness you can skate for. Check this out. Go to &lt;a href="http://skateboarding-malaysia.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://skateboarding-malaysia.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/St4JhSywPvI/AAAAAAAAASA/zic3X4SjBSQ/s1600-h/skatemalaysia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 439px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/St4JhSywPvI/AAAAAAAAASA/zic3X4SjBSQ/s320/skatemalaysia.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394759871221481202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Still think skaters are hooligans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-7024769161270684546?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7024769161270684546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=7024769161270684546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7024769161270684546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7024769161270684546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/skaters-not-hooligans.html' title='skaters, not hooligans'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/St4JhSywPvI/AAAAAAAAASA/zic3X4SjBSQ/s72-c/skatemalaysia.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1550981451322515350</id><published>2009-10-19T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:23:38.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Yayo Pondan</title><content type='html'>So I've been living with a sissy cat. He belongs to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;. He initially was my dad's birthday present but Yayo doesnt like daddy one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my sister, and my missing fat cat, Milkyway, Yayo is officially spoiled. He's so demanding. Meow this, meow that. And his meowing is so pondan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/StxnDSw7T_I/AAAAAAAAARw/FJyoTfKlAC4/s1600-h/P29-09-09_22.14%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/StxnDSw7T_I/AAAAAAAAARw/FJyoTfKlAC4/s320/P29-09-09_22.14%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394299759957331954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He sits anywhere he likes. He pees on anything he likes. Like my EST textbook! It was right in front of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know, I always thought Galileo was some kind of God or something. But no, turns out he's a genius mathematician. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, he's a cat. My cat. Yayo's real name is Galileo. Yayo is his nickname.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why the hell did you name your cat after a mathematician?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... dont ask me. It was my dad's idea. All our cats got their names from my genius dad.&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/_aAfF0B4OFNg/StxnDxZjAAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Wp4Bxlk8MAM/s1600-h/P17-06-09_19.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/StxnDxZjAAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Wp4Bxlk8MAM/s320/P17-06-09_19.30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394299768180768770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss Milk so much. He was the best pillow ever.&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/9021849789506663179-1550981451322515350?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1550981451322515350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1550981451322515350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1550981451322515350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1550981451322515350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-yayo-pondan.html' title='Baby Yayo Pondan'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/StxnDSw7T_I/AAAAAAAAARw/FJyoTfKlAC4/s72-c/P29-09-09_22.14%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4923280635752742585</id><published>2009-10-17T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T12:17:34.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly Clarkson as a dude</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mkmTAt1aKUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mkmTAt1aKUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-4923280635752742585?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4923280635752742585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4923280635752742585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4923280635752742585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4923280635752742585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/kelly-clarkson-as-dude.html' title='Kelly Clarkson as a dude'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6302426084512695885</id><published>2009-10-02T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:24:55.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Parodies (I'm dead serious)</title><content type='html'>So I was on youtube, converting hard-to-find songs to audio and downloading them. Came across &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Punk Goes Pop&lt;/span&gt;. Dude, these bands make the original versions sound like cow dung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mayday Parade sound a hell lot sexier than the PussyCat Dolls. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WO_nh6obANU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WO_nh6obANU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not that big a fan of screamo bands, but hey, Alesana is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3UeVepOirYE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3UeVepOirYE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August Burns Red makes Britney Spears sound like a fag. This is just hilarious if you think about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AblYul4E36g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AblYul4E36g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Static Lullaby's insanely dead amazing version of Toxic! It's a threat, Britney...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xwXOj55nIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4xwXOj55nIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your mind works the same way mine does, go check out some more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Punk Goes Pop&lt;/span&gt;. You'll find all the awesome bands the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'world' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dont have time to listen to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-6302426084512695885?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6302426084512695885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6302426084512695885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6302426084512695885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6302426084512695885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/10/amazing-parodies-im-dead-serious.html' title='Amazing Parodies (I&apos;m dead serious)'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1688979705612697033</id><published>2009-09-26T00:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:31:03.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Aint So Little No More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Srz8P14TDII/AAAAAAAAARg/8ctcZM6iqQw/s1600-h/Castro.smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Srz8P14TDII/AAAAAAAAARg/8ctcZM6iqQw/s320/Castro.smiling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385456603519716482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember this adorable little thing? My baby Castro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's all grown now. Not fully-grown, I hope. He's still considered smaller than average-sized dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's he doing? Oh, I'll tell you this. He's a heck lot of work. I dont know where the hell this boy got his energy from. Like an already active squirrel OD-ed on caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Srz87LN01GI/AAAAAAAAARo/T2RUHoyMFcc/s1600-h/P15-09-09_18.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Srz87LN01GI/AAAAAAAAARo/T2RUHoyMFcc/s320/P15-09-09_18.16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385457347981530210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;About the only time he isnt hyper, is when you rub his chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tears everything in his path. Dad's shoes, mom's shoes, Kavan's shirt, my slippers, my shorts. Name it, he marked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's sneaky, too. Whenever we're out, he'd sneak in through the back and stay in the house like he owns the place. When we come home, the laundry just magically appear in front of the gate. We all know it was Castro's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me a proud owner, though, is the fact that he's amused by the skateboard :D  I brought my board outside one day, and was just going to put on my shoes when mom told me to sweep the veranda and water the plants. Kavan took my board and skate while I was busy. Castro chased after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kavan carried Castro and placed him on the board. Had to rub his chest to calm him down. And I caught it on camera! :D The first time my little Castro got on a skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Srz3PMXce1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/eZEI8e7ayzw/s1600-h/CastroBoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Srz3PMXce1I/AAAAAAAAARQ/eZEI8e7ayzw/s320/CastroBoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385451094817930066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Looks like he's a goofy-footer too, aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that day, he was just stoked everytime he sees me skate. He'd want in too. So does Lemon! She wouldnt stand though, she'd lie down. Hahahaha! I love my babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Srz3Ppt7oSI/AAAAAAAAARY/1uB8fkXgxjo/s1600-h/P15-09-09_18.18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Srz3Ppt7oSI/AAAAAAAAARY/1uB8fkXgxjo/s320/P15-09-09_18.18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385451102696874274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lemon owns that chair xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH! I almost forgot. Castro howls like a hunger-stricken wolf. And that's not it. He &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teaches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lemon how to howl, too! And Lemon is just funny and adorable when she howls. They would sit across each other and howl together xD&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/9021849789506663179-1688979705612697033?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1688979705612697033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1688979705612697033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1688979705612697033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1688979705612697033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-aint-so-little-no-more.html' title='The Little Aint So Little No More'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Srz8P14TDII/AAAAAAAAARg/8ctcZM6iqQw/s72-c/Castro.smiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-5028133665702795268</id><published>2009-09-17T17:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:57:58.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dysfunctional Siblings</title><content type='html'>This is what my bro and I do when the camera's battery isnt flat (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which doesnt happen very often&lt;/span&gt;). And when it did go flat, my phone came to the rescue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This!&lt;/span&gt; is how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; define &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;m&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-27c3bd84b7d9d2ee" 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://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D27c3bd84b7d9d2ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154052%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2ECDD088C7A370047FEC5F835622B4899393DD47.4FCE3721216B659E5349993CA8E3195B8D355C75%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D27c3bd84b7d9d2ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJmE-JvPzU2gc27n3tYxKGwrOowc&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://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D27c3bd84b7d9d2ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154052%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2ECDD088C7A370047FEC5F835622B4899393DD47.4FCE3721216B659E5349993CA8E3195B8D355C75%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D27c3bd84b7d9d2ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJmE-JvPzU2gc27n3tYxKGwrOowc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..then..my bro wrapped himself up with the curtain cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a hopping ghost for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e5c4d7a0f962d364" 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://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De5c4d7a0f962d364%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154052%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FEAB6BE3A5C3A6CE1FF1835E502F16612C095F4.2FED03B5313CCC3A4E23DA8525CD4953A69CCC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De5c4d7a0f962d364%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbrKlsA_axhZKiG1eGKz8kVtAfAs&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://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De5c4d7a0f962d364%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154052%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7FEAB6BE3A5C3A6CE1FF1835E502F16612C095F4.2FED03B5313CCC3A4E23DA8525CD4953A69CCC8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De5c4d7a0f962d364%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbrKlsA_axhZKiG1eGKz8kVtAfAs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is...err...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ghost. Flying away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-17686cd9fa2fb416" 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://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D17686cd9fa2fb416%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154052%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14B3144A5E6E0C304569D0E1ACE5C999048E9834.7426BD36AAA433A0EBE18C1803DE0080A68B560E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D17686cd9fa2fb416%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE4_XOTsY7oUlSMpdM9fPUuvIB4E&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://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D17686cd9fa2fb416%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154052%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14B3144A5E6E0C304569D0E1ACE5C999048E9834.7426BD36AAA433A0EBE18C1803DE0080A68B560E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D17686cd9fa2fb416%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE4_XOTsY7oUlSMpdM9fPUuvIB4E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;That's the end of the show! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back next week, okay? It wont be airing live though, just some more videos from that same day. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, we took a lot&lt;/span&gt;) I'm too lazy to find the digital camera now. Until next time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just straight up dysfunctional.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-597a0f9d32d9b87c" 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://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D597a0f9d32d9b87c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154052%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5EDF1FCE1812D955674B149384AA36E159C9AC7E.1E43D4672319208F0311334E033F01C754BBD901%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D597a0f9d32d9b87c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfDUDJmr58H6kJHOBNpFUOQ0MPvA&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://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D597a0f9d32d9b87c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331154052%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5EDF1FCE1812D955674B149384AA36E159C9AC7E.1E43D4672319208F0311334E033F01C754BBD901%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D597a0f9d32d9b87c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfDUDJmr58H6kJHOBNpFUOQ0MPvA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;TH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; is the amoi I have to live with (-_-''')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-5028133665702795268?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/5028133665702795268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=5028133665702795268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5028133665702795268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/5028133665702795268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/09/dysfunctional-siblings.html' title='Dysfunctional Siblings'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-7760550891032729661</id><published>2009-08-02T03:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T04:27:46.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syn-is-awesome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSjtyhZ4jI/AAAAAAAAARI/UDFcL1641RI/s1600-h/syn.nosering.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synyster Gates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSgfoJCINI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/w0pbe8WNTzk/s1600-h/syngates.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365089521316798674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSgfoJCINI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/w0pbe8WNTzk/s320/syngates.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;World's &lt;strong&gt;sexiest&lt;/strong&gt; guitarist ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSgf0d7JSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kdeY-J5dwYA/s1600-h/synystergates.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365089524625646882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSgf0d7JSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kdeY-J5dwYA/s320/synystergates.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why not, right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSgf_HCqcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/RHIyAhWPH5M/s1600-h/synisawesome.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365089527482460610" style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSgf_HCqcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/RHIyAhWPH5M/s320/synisawesome.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ho yeah... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnScMWVQyNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2KeKymW3j7E/s1600-h/syn.aww.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365084792072227026" style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnScMWVQyNI/AAAAAAAAAQI/2KeKymW3j7E/s320/syn.aww.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"aww..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSggLlfM8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/d-mim19Uk6Q/s1600-h/synshouldsmilemore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365089530831385538" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSggLlfM8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/d-mim19Uk6Q/s320/synshouldsmilemore.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He should totally smile more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnScLz6CZdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/yA5834ahbz0/s1600-h/synhaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365084782831232466" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnScLz6CZdI/AAAAAAAAAP4/yA5834ahbz0/s320/synhaha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnScLobtgiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/XjSfJ-nAVxE/s1600-h/synysterg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365084779751244322" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnScLobtgiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/XjSfJ-nAVxE/s320/synysterg.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; this guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSjtSm93eI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4ddV6fb6XCY/s1600-h/sg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365093054589820386" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSjtSm93eI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4ddV6fb6XCY/s320/sg2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSjtrACc-I/AAAAAAAAARA/TnmHkOC9KoQ/s1600-h/syn.whoot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365093061137429474" style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSjtrACc-I/AAAAAAAAARA/TnmHkOC9KoQ/s320/syn.whoot.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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mmmhmm!&lt;/span&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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnScMMlMvhI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DoFCEV57w70/s1600-h/synandzacky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365084789454716434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnScMMlMvhI/AAAAAAAAAQA/DoFCEV57w70/s320/synandzacky.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahah! Zacky sure is excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnScLWcRUDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/txTBSg_jbzY/s1600-h/synnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365084774921752626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnScLWcRUDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/txTBSg_jbzY/s320/synnn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&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/9021849789506663179-7760550891032729661?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/7760550891032729661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=7760550891032729661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7760550891032729661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/7760550891032729661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/08/syn-is-awesome.html' title='Syn-is-awesome!'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSgfoJCINI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/w0pbe8WNTzk/s72-c/syngates.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-670463307441002906</id><published>2009-08-02T01:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T03:26:16.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear sis, be prepared for</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSNPDORL0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/LS6hpt0zVJA/s1600-h/mshadows.yum.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365068345807810370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSNPDORL0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/LS6hpt0zVJA/s320/mshadows.yum.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M. Shadows &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSNPqGtD0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZMpfOtavEWs/s1600-h/m.shadows.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365068356245065538" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSNPqGtD0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/ZMpfOtavEWs/s320/m.shadows.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSQEVigFxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/sVNzKMuAIk8/s1600-h/mshad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365071460280833810" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSQEVigFxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/sVNzKMuAIk8/s320/mshad.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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know, it's like a dream come true xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSKxA9qJkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rqTLl78tr40/s1600-h/mshadows...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365065630781941314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSKxA9qJkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rqTLl78tr40/s320/mshadows...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sure loves his teeth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSNPZIOEBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/8G4REyKptlo/s1600-h/mshadowstatts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365068351688019986" style="WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSNPZIOEBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/8G4REyKptlo/s320/mshadowstatts.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSKwpofYSI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/N1C2CX6TGwM/s1600-h/mshadows.damn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365065624519139618" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSKwpofYSI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/N1C2CX6TGwM/s320/mshadows.damn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing... you got your asthma attack ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSKw_P1BmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ma9WANFVcHo/s1600-h/mshadandmatt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365065630321280610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSKw_P1BmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ma9WANFVcHo/s320/mshadandmatt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSQEnRHDtI/AAAAAAAAAPY/K5ZEDUXwNVI/s1600-h/synandshadows.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365071465039728338" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSQEnRHDtI/AAAAAAAAAPY/K5ZEDUXwNVI/s320/synandshadows.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Haha! Dont be jealous now. You know how&lt;strong&gt; insane&lt;/strong&gt; Syn can get &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSQE797FVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fldoQ50Lr-A/s1600-h/M-Shadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365071470596396370" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSQE797FVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/fldoQ50Lr-A/s320/M-Shadows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Actually, I've got a &lt;strong&gt;whole lot&lt;/strong&gt; more. But hey, they'll call it '&lt;em&gt;trafficking'&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If ya know what I mean&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&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/9021849789506663179-670463307441002906?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/670463307441002906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=670463307441002906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/670463307441002906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/670463307441002906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-sis-be-prepared-for.html' title='Dear sis, be prepared for'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SnSNPDORL0I/AAAAAAAAAOw/LS6hpt0zVJA/s72-c/mshadows.yum.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-2624325690660447126</id><published>2009-07-25T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:26:32.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Acts</title><content type='html'>Sheryl and I acted out a scene in Titanic. You know, the part where Jack was slipping away and Rose was trying to grab a hold of him. Sheryl was Jack. I'm Rose. Oh the drama. We tickled Michelle in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;process&lt;/span&gt;. That weird girl has got some serious issues with her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the front during Moral. Hanged out with Sara, Pam and Mei Mei. Trash talked cows. I mean, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lembus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara:&lt;/strong&gt; Last time during BM, the teacher asked us to fill in the blank. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lembu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;itu&lt;/span&gt; dot dot dot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt;." You know, this one guy said "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lembu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;itu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;terbabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pam and I:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*Lost 300 calories from laughing*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mei Mei:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh how the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lembu&lt;/span&gt; look like if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tepelanting&lt;/span&gt; ah? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lembu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;itu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tepelanting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;jalan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pam and I:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*Lost another 300 calories*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mei Mei:&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;kerana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;terpijak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;kulit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;pisang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I cant breathe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pam:&lt;/strong&gt; Mei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Mei&lt;/span&gt;, so bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mei:&lt;/strong&gt; Then the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;susu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;terpancit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;keluar&lt;/span&gt; because got too much carbon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;dioxide&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Aiyo&lt;/span&gt;, you study Science for all the wrong reasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei Mei was drinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Vitagen&lt;/span&gt;. She was enjoying herself. I looked at the bottle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Expiry date, 12 August 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mei Mei:&lt;/strong&gt; Ah? June la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara:&lt;/strong&gt; You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;butak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt;? 08 is August la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Pam, she drink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;susu&lt;/span&gt; expired that's why she like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pam:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Susu&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;lembu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;cacat&lt;/span&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara:&lt;/strong&gt; Mei Mei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;membabaskan&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;lembu&lt;/span&gt; so she can get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;susu&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pam:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Membabaskan&lt;/span&gt;? Where got such word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara:&lt;/strong&gt; I make myself wan la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Purple colour oh the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;susu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mei Mei:&lt;/strong&gt; Because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;lembu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;terbabas&lt;/span&gt; ma. The face blue black wan. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Picit&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;nenen&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;susu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;keluar&lt;/span&gt; purple colour la. &lt;em&gt;*acts like she's milking the cow*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Psssshh&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Psssshhh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I didnt think this little girl was gonna be so random xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-2624325690660447126?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/2624325690660447126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=2624325690660447126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2624325690660447126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/2624325690660447126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-acts.html' title='Random Acts'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-3291798655211650477</id><published>2009-07-23T17:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:42:00.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how random is this</title><content type='html'>If I were to have a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;celebrity girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;, it would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Smgsf6CbTBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3HUsN7qF28o/s1600-h/P23-07-09_17.18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361584283051576338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Smgsf6CbTBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3HUsN7qF28o/s320/P23-07-09_17.18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a.k.a. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Erin Silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;em&gt;90210&lt;/em&gt;. Yes! I love her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, Megan Fox is hot. But hey, I dont think I can handle her. Come on, Shia's got her in Transformers. Like, what, how many times?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SmgvHIDtrgI/AAAAAAAAANg/DojK9ySm2Gg/s1600-h/jessicastroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361587155853225474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SmgvHIDtrgI/AAAAAAAAANg/DojK9ySm2Gg/s320/jessicastroup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sides, the whole Bipolar thing Jess had as Silver (&lt;em&gt;in 90210&lt;/em&gt;), was smokin. I dont know who can still look &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gorgeous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with eyeliner dripping all over her face. I've got a thing for messed up people :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Smg6ocIQlbI/AAAAAAAAANw/VEm5y_L16_Y/s1600-h/jessssilver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361599822804587954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Smg6ocIQlbI/AAAAAAAAANw/VEm5y_L16_Y/s320/jessssilver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and &lt;em&gt;piercing&lt;/em&gt;, mysterious blue eyes! Not just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blue, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Smg6o93VvrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Uc9ZiuUzdCk/s1600-h/jesslashes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361599831860428466" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Smg6o93VvrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Uc9ZiuUzdCk/s320/jesslashes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;her &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt; style, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SmgvGyebmKI/AAAAAAAAANY/hAS84PGdL6I/s1600-h/jess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361587150059706530" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SmgvGyebmKI/AAAAAAAAANY/hAS84PGdL6I/s320/jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Smg6oAsYIbI/AAAAAAAAANo/pH_nH4EuNRM/s1600-h/jessca.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361599815439884722" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Smg6oAsYIbI/AAAAAAAAANo/pH_nH4EuNRM/s320/jessca.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Because she is so not your &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;typical &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;girly girl in cute dresses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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/9021849789506663179-3291798655211650477?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/3291798655211650477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=3291798655211650477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3291798655211650477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/3291798655211650477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-random-is-this.html' title='how random is this'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Smgsf6CbTBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3HUsN7qF28o/s72-c/P23-07-09_17.18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-4558839250908738669</id><published>2009-07-02T15:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:40:06.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rest a day, work another</title><content type='html'>Whoot! We got &lt;em&gt;no school&lt;/em&gt; tomorrow. Well, for the lucky ones at least. Like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D And Michelle, Ray, Oreo, Pamster, Flowerface, pretty much our entire crew. Heheh we are supa awesome possum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the catch, we gotta go on Saturday. No studying though! &lt;em&gt;Food and Fun Fair.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Another &lt;/strong&gt;overrated event the school throws to get money. Ridiculous; the whole argument over &lt;em&gt;"who's gonna take care of the stall at this time or that?"&lt;/em&gt; the class had today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in our own world, as always. Michelle was bangin bongos made of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tupperware, a big recycling box and the tripod stand. My blue pens were her drumsticks. She was having a concert, pretended to be Swedish and apek at the same time. Ray and Flowerface were the groupies cheering for her. And I was her manager, doing History assignments. Was totally distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots and I mean, &lt;strong&gt;LOTS &lt;/strong&gt;of shouting from that &lt;em&gt;rockstar&lt;/em&gt;. Aaaand, she had her own press conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got one word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-4558839250908738669?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/4558839250908738669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=4558839250908738669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4558839250908738669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/4558839250908738669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/07/rest-day-work-another.html' title='rest a day, work another'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-324941399288151345</id><published>2009-06-28T16:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:31:44.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can see the future, baby!</title><content type='html'>Hello, I was just lazing around, laying on the couch, watching tv. Flipping through the channels and got stuck to Discovery Travel and Living. It was about Green Homes. God, I love glass houses. Here, I'm gona post pics of how I want my house to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, my future architect, I want you to design this for me! Think of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beach&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blue blue ocean&lt;/span&gt; and being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on top of a hill.&lt;/span&gt; Watch the waves when you open your back door in the morning. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lots of treees&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, let your imagination go wild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkctU_EOInI/AAAAAAAAALY/qs4NySB8buM/s1600-h/18883_1_show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkctU_EOInI/AAAAAAAAALY/qs4NySB8buM/s320/18883_1_show.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352296520702894706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkctVG8pOwI/AAAAAAAAALg/FMELWsbfoug/s1600-h/2861201724_76df0b0f89_o.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just suhweet!&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkctViz2InI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h7SnO_MrPVE/s1600-h/17874_1_show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkctViz2InI/AAAAAAAAAL4/h7SnO_MrPVE/s320/17874_1_show.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352296530297889394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm green like that xD&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkctVG8pOwI/AAAAAAAAALg/FMELWsbfoug/s1600-h/2861201724_76df0b0f89_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkctVG8pOwI/AAAAAAAAALg/FMELWsbfoug/s320/2861201724_76df0b0f89_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352296522818599682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkctVdMmZ3I/AAAAAAAAALo/bEzCHBmje8U/s1600-h/3012787479_dcc659c3de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkctVdMmZ3I/AAAAAAAAALo/bEzCHBmje8U/s320/3012787479_dcc659c3de.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352296528791103346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;the view of the city. Change that to trees! Or the ocean :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn, this is why I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; playing The Sims.&lt;br /&gt;Buy me The Sims 2, pleeeease!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkcxW8y5o4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HzBhmPdnV58/s1600-h/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkcxW8y5o4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HzBhmPdnV58/s320/home.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352300952499626882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkcxXGxy_dI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/hO0vofklJu4/s1600-h/MTS2_Rosehill9991_699340_facade_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkcxXGxy_dI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/hO0vofklJu4/s320/MTS2_Rosehill9991_699340_facade_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352300955179351506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; look &lt;/span&gt;at the graphics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Skc1qj7FB7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/3k_cCPXdkfA/s1600-h/harriet_diningroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Skc1qj7FB7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/3k_cCPXdkfA/s320/harriet_diningroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352305687466936242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Skc1q1Oy5rI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ePW5Qqwxg-M/s1600-h/snapshot_953b067c_d542ea0f.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Skc1q1Oy5rI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ePW5Qqwxg-M/s320/snapshot_953b067c_d542ea0f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352305692113036978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Skc1rUEvLII/AAAAAAAAANI/L5gHXQvOjCs/s1600-h/snapshot_75489ffe_955076ea.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 131px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Skc1rUEvLII/AAAAAAAAANI/L5gHXQvOjCs/s320/snapshot_75489ffe_955076ea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352305700392348802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Skc1qlwwreI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EbScdk9RLug/s1600-h/snapshot_953b067c_95421adc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Skc1qlwwreI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EbScdk9RLug/s320/snapshot_953b067c_95421adc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352305687960530402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Skc1rYMkP3I/AAAAAAAAANA/-y3eF1Zq1fU/s1600-h/livingroomangle1bh8.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Skc1rYMkP3I/AAAAAAAAANA/-y3eF1Zq1fU/s320/livingroomangle1bh8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352305701498929010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Click on the pics to see them in larger sizes&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holy NUTS! &lt;/span&gt;I'm going crazy here! That's it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enough, Phoebe, enough!&lt;/span&gt; No more Sims pictures. Please, I beg you. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/9021849789506663179-324941399288151345?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/324941399288151345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=324941399288151345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/324941399288151345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/324941399288151345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-can-see-future-baby.html' title='I can see the future, baby!'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkctU_EOInI/AAAAAAAAALY/qs4NySB8buM/s72-c/18883_1_show.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-6996923401668103604</id><published>2009-06-27T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:02:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Skateboarding Day 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/8w12xhIl94c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/8w12xhIl94c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got busted at every spot. But it's all good, baby. It's all good :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-6996923401668103604?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/6996923401668103604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=6996923401668103604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6996923401668103604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/6996923401668103604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-skateboarding-day-09.html' title='Go Skateboarding Day 09'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-8103055680135558282</id><published>2009-06-27T17:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:30:38.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Antisocial.</title><content type='html'>Mom rated me that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"My daughter is antisocial."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if I was, I wouldnt have known such a big bitch. Who I wish would just f8ck herself dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with Davie today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've changed now. I'm not a horny slut no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never knew you o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nce were a horny slut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would've raped you then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You wanna be my slut then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there a better word? I dont know. Slut sounds cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Naww.. Fine. Expensive whore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to get the hell out of here, babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fuck living in your country. Move to Australia. Be my flat buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Omg you have no idea how much I wanna do that! I really wanna study veterinary there~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeh, vet chick aye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna save animals, b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I dont mean just pets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I support you, baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I mean wild anima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kinky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL how is that kinky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wild ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him how my parents are against me and the whole saving animals thing. Mom wants me to do medicine instead. Blah :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate it to death I'm probably gonna die trying to study that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lol hey medicine is keeping you alive today. And me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes but I dont want to be a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But my penis can handl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e all the diseases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHA! Your penis is exceptionally strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lol. I know. Like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BAM! There before your eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You crack me up in the most ridiculous times, Davie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heyhh that's what I'm for sweetie. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           I mean my sexy looks keep you horny all the time ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Davie, for making me feel heaps better. Although you talk mostly about your good looks and your strong penis, which you believe turned me on. I so bloody love your ego ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloody aye you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; wanna be aussie? The only way you can be aussie is if you suck my BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can I be aussie and keep my asian look?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lollypop :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeh..&lt;/span&gt;&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/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkYJAKzpvLI/AAAAAAAAALA/a0qjoVO1ooA/s1600-h/daviesunnys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkYJAKzpvLI/AAAAAAAAALA/a0qjoVO1ooA/s320/daviesunnys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351975105682062514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkYJAYJqi7I/AAAAAAAAALI/65H-dJ72Z1o/s1600-h/jenni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 82px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkYJAYJqi7I/AAAAAAAAALI/65H-dJ72Z1o/s320/jenni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351975109264051122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkYJAqk0rhI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eftI5AefK34/s1600-h/aleen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkYJAqk0rhI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eftI5AefK34/s320/aleen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351975114209799698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My fellow &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lol Gang&lt;/span&gt; members; Dave, Jenni and Aleen. Love you guys lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-8103055680135558282?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8103055680135558282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=8103055680135558282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8103055680135558282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8103055680135558282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/antisocial.html' title='Antisocial.'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SkYJAKzpvLI/AAAAAAAAALA/a0qjoVO1ooA/s72-c/daviesunnys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-13462817281448902</id><published>2009-06-21T15:00:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:26:00.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scratch me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3d_jbDt9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/sG9m0cCk4vI/s1600-h/taylorboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 371px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3d_jbDt9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/sG9m0cCk4vI/s320/taylorboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349676016296245202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; tempted to rape this guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray and Michelle told me that the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; trailer was out. Thanks a lot! :P I went to check it out on youtube. Knowing badly that I would be hooked because it's all Jacob! I love Jake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3dSGm0TjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mtSYM0aCZFk/s1600-h/teamjacob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3dSGm0TjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mtSYM0aCZFk/s320/teamjacob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349675235466825266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him transforming into a wolf. While watching that boy run, I remembered how&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hot&lt;/span&gt; his body was the last time I saw him. Aaand...(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know..&lt;/span&gt;) I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beyond&lt;/span&gt; crazy to go look for his pics online. That's when the temptation started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw posters of him. Jacob Black. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shirtless.&lt;/span&gt; Oh yeah, they sure know how to reel the girls in. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phoebe Simon, especially!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was about 5.30am in the morning, I didnt sleep the entire night (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont ask&lt;/span&gt;) and I was chatting with Gurjit. Just ask him how I went drooling over Taylor's sexy bod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Go-ho-ho-hodddd, I love his body!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, that's not the only thing I love (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not that kinky&lt;/span&gt;). I love everything about him. His eyes, oh monkey, his eyes! They're just so dreamy and gahh, I am out of words. His lips.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3ibcYLueI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7Ordk0lRmWA/s1600-h/lipppps.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3ibcYLueI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7Ordk0lRmWA/s200/lipppps.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349680893487987170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Need I say more? &lt;/span&gt;His jet black hair, his neck, his arms, his white teeth, his crazy smile, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his girlfriend!&lt;/span&gt; Yes, his girlfriend. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Selena Gomez&lt;/span&gt;. I like her. I wonder what she does to him when they're all comfortable. Okay, that sounds wrong x)  About the only thing I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dont&lt;/span&gt; like is his nose. But seriously, if his nose was perfect, I think I'd just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. All his fans would go bonkers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the movie. I'd probably be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;gasping&lt;/span&gt; for air in the theater just watching that beast. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Freak out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drool some more. &lt;/span&gt;Groping the arm of the person sitting next to me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good luck, whoever you are. Ray? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3ltZkzjSI/AAAAAAAAAKw/c9zZb9t-wJs/s1600-h/taylorrrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 141px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3ltZkzjSI/AAAAAAAAAKw/c9zZb9t-wJs/s320/taylorrrr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349684500508151074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3nO4FKfSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Loyml6P5MYQ/s1600-h/taylorandcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3nO4FKfSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Loyml6P5MYQ/s320/taylorandcam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349686175144246562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vampires attacking my sexy wolf. Haha! James is dead, Ray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3lsmwm5GI/AAAAAAAAAKY/XJ7vYF7NnHA/s1600-h/omgtaylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3lsmwm5GI/AAAAAAAAAKY/XJ7vYF7NnHA/s320/omgtaylor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349684486867444834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3ltAQyrOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/XBoes93Gf40/s1600-h/taylors.sexyface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3ltAQyrOI/AAAAAAAAAKo/XBoes93Gf40/s320/taylors.sexyface.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349684493713321186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for guys who look like native Americans. Ahem, Taylor &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;one! Just explains why I, oh so badly,  wanted to jump on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/qv6C8yRdXzE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/qv6C8yRdXzE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love love love&lt;/span&gt; his answer! Jacob all the way, sweetie xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-13462817281448902?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/13462817281448902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=13462817281448902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/13462817281448902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/13462817281448902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/scratch-me.html' title='scratch me'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/Sj3d_jbDt9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/sG9m0cCk4vI/s72-c/taylorboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-8863676068416217087</id><published>2009-06-20T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:50:39.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am calm.</title><content type='html'>Had to wake up at 5am this morning. Got Interact Telematch, had to be in school before 6.30am. Can you believe that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time I've been in the school in darkness. I wanted to skate that quiet and empty way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The telematch was alright. I was stuck alone at my station just telling the groups to solve the puzzle. I missed out on the water hill slide. Ray was in charge of that station. Lucky her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit happened after that. Had absolutely nothing to do with the telematch. It was just another f*ckin drama. Pissed me off. Made me sad. Hit my head on the pole repeatedly. Smash the damn water 'balloons' on the ground and pretended it was someone's head. The someone I meant in my last blog entry.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hope you choke on your dinner tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am that mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept the entire afternoon. No dreams. Woke up at 7.59 I think? Am watching X Games 08 to calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sean Lipps&lt;/span&gt;. I love his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/lK1j_O3xmkQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/lK1j_O3xmkQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-8863676068416217087?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/8863676068416217087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=8863676068416217087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8863676068416217087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/8863676068416217087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-calm.html' title='I am calm.'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1637067369520228109</id><published>2009-06-20T21:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:09:47.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swear to F  it up</title><content type='html'>Guess what,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scared of cursing you to hell&lt;br /&gt;You mothe&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hypocrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pose and act innocent&lt;br /&gt;Try and look all pretty&lt;br /&gt;Flash, flash!&lt;br /&gt;I think you need to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because honey, you're so damn ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face, your eyes, your body,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;your shit green soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant even look at you without feeling disgusted&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I could have a pencil down my throat,&lt;br /&gt;and puke all over you&lt;br /&gt;Just to make you look a little better&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, that wont work.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can work.&lt;br /&gt;Not with&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you surprised?&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; f**k&lt;/span&gt; at judgements.&lt;br /&gt;Bet you never thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can hate like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-1637067369520228109?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1637067369520228109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1637067369520228109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1637067369520228109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1637067369520228109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/swear-to-f-it-up.html' title='swear to F  it up'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9021849789506663179.post-1651155362465030408</id><published>2009-06-18T19:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:33:34.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June, my love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SjoxT_j4_bI/AAAAAAAAAJw/LnBlRk8aeW4/s1600-h/gsd08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348641727005130162" style="WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SjoxT_j4_bI/AAAAAAAAAJw/LnBlRk8aeW4/s320/gsd08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this month. Why?&lt;br /&gt;One, it's summer in Phobaland.&lt;br /&gt;Two, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go Skateboarding Day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (21st June)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for Sunday! WHooot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought skaters in Malaysia dont do the whole unite and skate the city like Americans do every year, but hey! Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All skaters (&lt;em&gt;in west Malaysia&lt;/em&gt;) are gonna unite at KLCC. Skate together. 5pm until&lt;strong&gt; late&lt;/strong&gt; night. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How suhweet is that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go here, &lt;a href="http://skateboarding-malaysia.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-skateboarding-day-21-june-2009.html"&gt;http://skateboarding-malaysia.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-skateboarding-day-21-june-2009.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worldwide, &lt;a href="http://goskateboardingday.org/"&gt;http://goskateboardingday.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SjoxT1OtrhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uyqXyQdvGG0/s1600-h/gsdgt8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348641724231953938" style="WIDTH: 406px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SjoxT1OtrhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uyqXyQdvGG0/s320/gsdgt8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All pictures above are from 2008. Be sure to look out for GSD 09 videos this Sunday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They will blow your minds out! &lt;/strong&gt;(like they always do)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be posting my favorite in here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9021849789506663179-1651155362465030408?l=jellyforfuel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/feeds/1651155362465030408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9021849789506663179&amp;postID=1651155362465030408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1651155362465030408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9021849789506663179/posts/default/1651155362465030408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jellyforfuel.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-my-love.html' title='June, my love.'/><author><name>Phoebe Simon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03158791981082868653</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m1U3dSIyKxE/TXO712rP9pI/AAAAAAAAAwM/oZ4XiGtXQG4/s220/sepia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aAfF0B4OFNg/SjoxT_j4_bI/AAAAAAAAAJw/LnBlRk8aeW4/s72-c/gsd08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
