<?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-5906476790013904167</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:54:28.736+08:00</updated><category term='get outta my head'/><category term='bears and boos'/><category term='this is ma jamm.'/><category term='right now one step at the time is love.'/><category term='i guess it hurt. quite.'/><category term='fly away.'/><category term='softball love.'/><category term='don&apos;t you think we&apos;re drifting?'/><category term='i&apos;m never going back?'/><category term='studies'/><category term='goodbye baby.'/><category term='i hate life.'/><category term='most fun ever'/><category term='somebody save me. can i depend on you?'/><category term='first week one day'/><category term='you ain&apos;t gonna break me down'/><category term='posted bye darl.'/><category term='so i&apos;m single again. now what?'/><category term='gangster boo.'/><category term='fuck the free world.'/><category term='is it a crime to want?'/><category term='7 things i hate about you.'/><category term='posted by san san..again.'/><category term='a very groggy and depressed darl.'/><category term='happy birthday daddy and i love you'/><category term='god bless our souls. dammit.'/><category term='caught in suspension.'/><category term='la di da'/><category term='miss biceps according to ben'/><category term='all i wanted.'/><category term='pessimist temperamental emoing stupid girl'/><category term='you piece of crap. understand the meaning of get lost'/><category term='panic button on.'/><category term='posted by sandra'/><category term='muddaeffs.'/><title type='text'>Straight off the silver screen.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-1291679701739730982</id><published>2009-01-09T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:11:27.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alrighty, i promised i'd post some pictures up. so i happen to just find this in my computer. so like yea. HAHA. her faces were stupid. -.- and hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh that reminds me: i need a new webcam. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSZaW_PI/AAAAAAAAAlA/y53ar7099Ds/s1600-h/sandra+loves+vani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289294459963899122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSZaW_PI/AAAAAAAAAlA/y53ar7099Ds/s320/sandra+loves+vani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sandra Cheng loves Vani Shankar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NO I DON'T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSRMk1tI/AAAAAAAAAk4/luC7SabvSss/s1600-h/sam+d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289294457758602962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSRMk1tI/AAAAAAAAAk4/luC7SabvSss/s320/sam+d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hear me moo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i weigh twice as much as much as you and i look good on a barbeque -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSWemV4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/H7Y9iT7KpQk/s1600-h/sam+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289294459176376194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSWemV4I/AAAAAAAAAkw/H7Y9iT7KpQk/s320/sam+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally love her facial expression. priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSBsGAQI/AAAAAAAAAko/d5UOW51KZJk/s1600-h/sam+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289294453595832578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSBsGAQI/AAAAAAAAAko/d5UOW51KZJk/s320/sam+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng Cheng. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks. I SO love that name. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSINXguI/AAAAAAAAAkg/iK2g5Lrifm8/s1600-h/sam+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289294455346004706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSINXguI/AAAAAAAAAkg/iK2g5Lrifm8/s320/sam+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-1291679701739730982?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1291679701739730982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=1291679701739730982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1291679701739730982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1291679701739730982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/alrighty-i-promised-id-post-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SWdZSZaW_PI/AAAAAAAAAlA/y53ar7099Ds/s72-c/sandra+loves+vani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7777991111132953878</id><published>2009-01-08T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:24:13.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm gonna kill myself at this rate. ain't nothing i can do but sit around and watch. I'm still not let in, locked outside. Push me away. Yet i have expectations to uphold. i hate being able to do nothing, to help, to feel caged. i keep taking and taking, i don't give a fuck if my lungs die out. i'll start damaging my livers too, for all it's worth. fuck it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate hot, ran-out-of-gas-coke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7777991111132953878?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7777991111132953878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7777991111132953878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7777991111132953878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7777991111132953878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-gonna-kill-myself-at-this-rate.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-146242297399707998</id><published>2009-01-08T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:22:31.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;New year's eve to new year was great.&lt;br /&gt;whatever came after, sucked. big time.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mood to elaborate i guess. I don't know what's wrong either.&lt;br /&gt;i try not to start quarrels, but i do react to quarrels. I am human after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, the guitar has been my current addiction.&lt;br /&gt;every day i go back, i have the urge to play it.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i get home almost every night, it'll be past twelve.&lt;br /&gt;last night was the first night i managed to play it for long, an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;it took my mind off my troubles, and i was happy, for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping at 2.30 for it was no problem at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Besides, i wasn't on the phone being all happy for people to get annoyed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work now, i have a short-lived second time to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Whirls of emotions were rushing through me and i couldn't take it.&lt;br /&gt;I know i might get sacked for it, but i locked myself in the storeooom and played my music.&lt;br /&gt;Without my music, i'd seriously, truthfully die.&lt;br /&gt;Techinically, it wasn't so much the music that i'd get cuaght, but the locking of the storeroom and cwalking in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Cwalking calmed me. it was only 15 minutes, but it made me happy, contented. took me away from all the problems i'm facing. managed to work out new variations. i was satisfied enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm back at the real world, i'm numbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At a loss of what to say, brain run dry of things to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-146242297399707998?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/146242297399707998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=146242297399707998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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new band. their name is "rufio".&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to fall in love with their songs. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're standing there alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And so am I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I want you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By my side oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your smile at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tis everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The staring game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That song of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dancing the night away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can feel my heart beating so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We look eye to eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm swept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a moonlit walk on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching the sunrise for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in a trance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the one slow dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-524827353221738081</id><published>2009-01-04T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:59:22.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, the first time i'm using my house computer after the longestttt time. rawr. anyways i'm trying to force myself to eat my lunch cos it aint very nice. HAHA. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;happy new year and merry chrismas to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year songs are already starting to drive me insane.&lt;br /&gt;and the confused turmoil of emotions raging in me are also driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;i need that pillar of strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-524827353221738081?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/524827353221738081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=524827353221738081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/524827353221738081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/524827353221738081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-first-time-im-using-my-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7515154127655923443</id><published>2008-12-27T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:43:55.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>booo i'm back from thailand. haha my blog is dead. lalala. should i keep it alivve?&lt;br /&gt;eh all you taka and tangs working people (not kratos)&lt;br /&gt;i haven't had the chance to meet you all up yet man!&lt;br /&gt; let's go out soon!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and gay, if we go to liang court, do NOT spam the macdonald's boards : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7515154127655923443?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7515154127655923443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7515154127655923443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7515154127655923443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7515154127655923443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/booo-im-back-from-thailand.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-1657073867771260253</id><published>2008-12-12T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:24:42.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOW THE HELL DO YOU DRESS LIKE A WHAT, GANGSTER NERD???&lt;br /&gt;knnccb. fuck la, i got nothing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;wear coconut leaves la. cb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i let you in, but you did that to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;what more can i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-1657073867771260253?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1657073867771260253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=1657073867771260253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1657073867771260253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1657073867771260253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-hell-do-you-dress-like-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-2066991028140269222</id><published>2008-12-09T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:55:09.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah i'm back. sorry la, i know the blog is damn dead. HAHA. oh wells. i got nothing much to say. my life is just work and going out. : ) anyone wanna go out soon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-2066991028140269222?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2066991028140269222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=2066991028140269222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2066991028140269222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2066991028140269222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahah-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-398412880513198720</id><published>2008-11-26T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:25:07.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel sick. help. i'm starting work tomorrow too, die. SIGH. 40.1 degree fever, throat hurts, don't drink water and can'teat. puked after ONE PRAWN. feel cold one moment, hot the other. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-398412880513198720?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/398412880513198720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=398412880513198720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/398412880513198720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/398412880513198720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-feel-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-218451302071496384</id><published>2008-11-23T14:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T14:07:16.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. okay. i'm bored. i slept at 6 and woke up at 1pm. no, i didn't have another late night out yesterday. i merely stayed at home. there's a malay wedding downstairs. annoying the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;previous updates. yesterday i just rotted at home. i can DIE, the day before, i was out. bought a new camera. cos a klutz like me dropped my canon. again. and obviously it spoilt -.- lousy camera. went to funan then esplanade. HAHA, i didn't eat the whole day again, and demello kept texting me to make me eat. thank you girl, but it didn't work. but thanks all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back at 11. i've been going out everyday. sadd. i'm running ou tof cash, which explains the dreary days at home. anyways, at 1am, i went out again. cabbed down to vp, the driver was a bloody pain in the ass. showed me attitude, and the cab fare the short way was 10 bucks. fuck. i guess i was more like there to stone and get amused, not that i knew them personally.but went home at 6am. cabbed home, another 10 bucks, then slept at 7am. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, updates here will be backtracked a day or two. reason being, i have an lj now. so i do post there pretty often. i lock the posts so only my closer friends can see it. so yup, check your lj, if you have, for friend requests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-218451302071496384?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/218451302071496384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=218451302071496384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/218451302071496384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/218451302071496384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/well_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5312534989675515824</id><published>2008-11-22T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:46:17.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm eating chicken rice, though i don't want to. i just want to curl up and die. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;and i still can't find a suitable birthday present for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-5312534989675515824?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5312534989675515824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-731636562455160472</id><published>2008-11-22T14:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:15:35.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored. and i want to drink. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-731636562455160472?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/731636562455160472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=731636562455160472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/731636562455160472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/731636562455160472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-4356393621019405614</id><published>2008-11-21T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:09:18.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to unforeseen speculations which are PURELY UNTRUE -.-, i had to remove the last last post. HAHA. aiya, sorry, cannot post this kind of contreversial stuff anymore. but, nothing happened, no worries people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm rotting at home now, nothing to do. i'm bored. somebody save me. i was supposed to go out with jasper, but we're both broke, so we called it off. then nirmal wanted to, then both of us couldnt make up our mind where to, so we've been putting it off and sigh, i have no idea. just cleared another load of my stuff. guess that's another load off my back! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna download new songs, see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-4356393621019405614?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4356393621019405614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=4356393621019405614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4356393621019405614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4356393621019405614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/due-to-unforeseen-speculations-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-3118505250435522192</id><published>2008-11-21T03:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T03:57:20.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you've left me a wreck, and i don't know if that's what you wanted. you have no idea. and so do i. i don't even know what you want with me! i'm so frustrated, so caged up, don't know what to think, don'tknow what to do! did that even mean anything to you? what was it? was i just a sub? a million and one questions. can you even answer them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;omg. i swear, but if i find out that everything was nothing, and nothing but i lie, i swear, you have no idea whati can/will do to you. i can assure you that. no matter how close we are now, make a laughing stock out of me through this, i'll never let you live in peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;all i'm asking is to be frank with me. you want it, you don't want it, it means anything or nothing to you, just tell me. be truthful with it. don't lead me on. i can deal with it. i already dealt with it one year ago, but then this brought back everything i was trying to cover up. so i'm fucked up. again. i don't want to feel vulnerable but yet you are one of the few who do that to me. fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just. don't. okay. i can't take this right now.&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/5906476790013904167-3118505250435522192?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3118505250435522192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=3118505250435522192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3118505250435522192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3118505250435522192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/youve-left-me-wreck-and-i-dont-know-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-3159637037666058093</id><published>2008-11-20T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:53:17.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still unanswered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OKAY! so i'm back here, now. thanks sam d for the past 2 and a half days. your house is probably the last house i can stay over at cos my mum's making noise already. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; it's been fun..and interesting. i like your house btw. HAHA. and, i still can't tell your two brothers apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; word of caution: staying up with demello equals to having to be whacked at alot of places. hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's just so great to wake up nowadays, knowing that there's nothing, no backload in front of you, and that the whole day is just there for you to waste away. last time we had no time, now we have all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;best wishes everybody, all the best in future endervours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;this time we really said goodbye, now what? fuck. i feel like a bitch. did i do the right thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so which path am i supposed to take now? just so unanswered things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and that didn't make things any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-3159637037666058093?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3159637037666058093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=3159637037666058093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3159637037666058093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3159637037666058093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/still-unanswered.html' title='still unanswered.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-3566543668820707899</id><published>2008-11-15T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:37:08.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. So i'm home after crashing at people's house for 2 days. haha. schnauzers are officially the cutest things on earth. haha.oh and i've been going out so much the i'm officially broke. sandra will now have to stay at home and rot, lest some kind soul sponsor me. :( and to all those that owe me money, pay up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyways. grad and prom was yesterday. i guess it was a bittersweet feeling. in the morning, it still seemed we had all the time in the world but then it all ended a tad too fast. if only rewind to yesterday. i might put pictures up, depends. i'm too lazy, and also cos everyone will probably be putting it up already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grad was a soso experience suppose. there wasn't much i can possibly describe. it was a pretty dreary and average ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;prom was different story. the four of us rushed off after grad to go do our hair. i highlighted mine, and sat my ass off for one and a half hours with nothing to do -.-&lt;br /&gt;made our way to the hotel, dressed, cam whored. kudos to bernice for my brilliant make up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you demello for your lovely present. : ) appreciate the presents. and yes, i'll miss you and i'll not forget yo,u. thanks alot for everything babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i looked slightly different, for alot of people seemed surprised. the dinner was horrible. my table was like at war with the war. sheesh. left halfway and did nonsense. the dance floor opened soon after and everyone totally clubbed in front of mrs kong. not that anyone cared, they just cotinued partying. it was super clubbish atmosphere cos the music was directly booming above us and the disco lights were switched on. the teachers were pretty steady. they even joined in. kudos to mrs lok and anne lee. they were the two most on dancers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wasted the whole night away after and i suppose that's pretty much how our rest our holidays shall be spent : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't slept in 2 days and i'm exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-3566543668820707899?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3566543668820707899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=3566543668820707899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3566543668820707899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3566543668820707899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-4651887841030344232</id><published>2008-11-14T01:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:58:19.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>questions, questions, questions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it's nearing two. we're still awake. well, waiting for my turn to bath now, and i'm superbly hungry. haha. oh wells. technically, today is already graduation day. we are officially ex-theresians already. congratulation everybody. you survived everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it's been what, four days, a week? i don't even know what's going on now. on, off, disappear, appear, missing. i'm thinking i should, and i'm starting to think that after months of hesitation, it will be a right choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you're blowing hot and cold. i don't know which to trust. puzzled, angry, misunderstood, hurt. i finally understand why, i think, but i don't know why. what was done to derive at that, why you think that,why you think so little of me when i only..never mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh, and don't go bitching to me about dad. you two solve your shit on your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;where do we go from here? all's but a mystery to us right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;for one last day, let this be our happiest moment. after that, i know when i'm not wanted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-4651887841030344232?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4651887841030344232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=4651887841030344232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4651887841030344232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4651887841030344232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/questions-questions-questions.html' title='questions, questions, questions.'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5681696031315764659</id><published>2008-11-13T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:52:20.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;oh. my. god. it's over? it's unbelievable. suddenly, everything we have been working for is gone. finito. finished. somehow, i don't feel anything. the past few months have but only been a haze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The time we took the chem paper, or the lit one, seemed so long ago. looking at the entry proof, it's hard to imagine that we've suddenly crawled to the end of the list. it's pretty surreal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But, i suppose, we're survivors. we made it through. a pat on the back for everyone. though the ordeal lives on (waiting for or results in sheer anticipation) at least we can now breathe and try and get our lives back, the one we lost for a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;it's still hard to sink in that today was the last paper. And tomorrow's graduation! today was unofficially the last time we wore our CHIJ pinafore. commencing tomorrow, we'll all look like stunning ladies in pretty dresses -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Prom's tomorrow night. this week has sped past fast enough. the last time i knew, prom was eons away. wow wee. we'll see what tomorrow brings, i suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;well, i'm off on some "moving house" and "girly" adventure, so i guess it's goodbye for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i'll see you when i see you next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;that is, if anyone even reads this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-5681696031315764659?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5681696031315764659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=5681696031315764659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5681696031315764659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5681696031315764659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-2557692905127162807</id><published>2008-11-11T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T11:47:29.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Stop that noise,' Atticus said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His curtness stung me. The comb was midway in its journey and i banged it down. For no reason i felt myself beginning to cry, but i could not stop. This was not my father. My father never thought these thoughts. My father never spoke so. Through my tears i saw Jem standing in a similar pool of isolation, his head cocked to one side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-- To Kill A Mockingbird, Harper Lee--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i understand. it's okay. go ahead. you go do your work and you go show me your attitude. it's fine if you don't want to see me graduate, i understand. work's more important. i get it. please, don't inconvenience yourself. i'd rather you don't go then be there for the sake of being there and make comments to yourself how your schedule's all screwed up. and for you, fuck your attitude. you're already nearing fifty, wake the fuck up and stop acting like a little spoilt brat. really, your little girl pampered personna never fails to astound me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just go. both of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'd rather die than admit it to your face that i'm hurt.&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/5906476790013904167-2557692905127162807?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2557692905127162807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=2557692905127162807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2557692905127162807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2557692905127162807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-mans-island.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-3206205706106595955</id><published>2008-11-10T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:27:36.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sometimes i wonder, what are friendships all about? if i could liken them to anything, i would say that they are like war alliances. yes, i mean like the allies and the central powers, that kind of alliances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but isn't it true? we make friends, mark them as our property, draw up war pacts and practise collective security, and aim to protect each other when the enemy comes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sometimes, some are like italy, who went back on their word and joined the allies instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sometimes, some are like britain and france, who stayed allies even till world war . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but how reliable can we depend on this pacts? always? lifetime? seems to me, not. one day, soon, or later, they will break down. sooner or later, some will be like the nazi-soviet pact, and go back on their word of peace and invade their "partners."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm now skeptical of war. the battlelines are still being drawn. Countries are still changing sides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;where does that leave me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-3206205706106595955?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3206205706106595955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=3206205706106595955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3206205706106595955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3206205706106595955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes-i-wonder-what-are-friendships.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-3197269254587362308</id><published>2008-11-10T10:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:52:16.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yesterday was a day that can be summed up in one word : retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;well, met bernice up at je to go to lido to study. and being the suay people we are, we stupidly walked to the top floor when we realised that people were being filmed in front of us. so, if you watch a programme and see two idiots in the background, it's us. stupid people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;later another idiot by the name of jasper wanted to tag along. and we sat there half studying, watching bernice draw, and (me) watching dance videos. and when i bought popcorn, those two idiots kept leeching from me (that's $4!) and started throwing popcorn down each other's shirts. later bernice walked to the toilet, without realising she had popcorn stuck on her ass. how absolutely clever of her huh. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;went window shopping after. apparently jasper became our "sister" -.- when we were looking at boxers at topshop. ha. bernice idea of course. but it did seem true, he's been following us on the most girliest things ever. he even wants a free manicure. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;bernice, get well soon. i don't want to fry any more carrot cakes on your head. and do go see a doctor, before i stuff panadol and unknown pills down your throat! ps, remember clown blown. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;bernice left soon after, hanged with jasper and the guys. i swear they are the most retarded people ever. one kept stuffing tissue in his mouth for people to see (you should see the expressions on those who saw) one pretended to dash in front of a car, and another got down and did push ups in front of an oncoming car. HAHA. laughed like a mad bitch man. funny people. went for late late dinner with j, had an interesting conversation before i left. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;well that's my day yesterday. reached home nearing 12, faced a kitchen stocked sky high with new tidbits from sheng shiong. scared the crap out of me. pictures next time la. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;awoke with 5 texts messages today. interesting. too bad you weren't one of them. but i'm starting to not care, if you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;two words: fuck off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-3197269254587362308?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3197269254587362308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=3197269254587362308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3197269254587362308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3197269254587362308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-was-day-that-can-be-summed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-2813685003095163592</id><published>2008-11-09T10:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T10:26:15.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's it. henceforth today, i will live for myself and keep to myself i really don't see any more point in trying to anticipate other people's reactions, trying to spare a thought for them, then after that be taken for granted, or misunderstood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i told you so many gazillion times to spare a thought for others, but time and again, you simply whack whatever's around, for yourself. you always say you don't know, you have zero communication skill, hello, it's time you woke up from your self centred ass dream and start thinking for others.your self centeredness is simply astounding and i'm dumbfounded that you're even indifferent when it's towards the family. you're really starting to be a pain in my ass. you're so critical, so judgemental about the whole world, everybody seems a joke to you, but you know what, i'm starting to think that YOU are the biggest joke in the well. i seriously wish you all the best on 19 jan. i pray that you'll wake up la, please. and i'll have the peace i've been dying for.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm officically sick and tired of caring for other people and then get slapped in the face by them. not just you, a handful. so you know what, you can go screw up your life, go screw up your A's and it will NOT initiate any response from me anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all i can is this family is whacked la. fine, call my cynical, call me jaded. but dad's the only that's got my back since forever. you two, i don't know. one insults, the other talks alot of shit. ha. the perfect family. oh, joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;can i even bring myself to actually meet you up again and resume where we left off since our first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;point taken. i think you're having much more fun and excitement now and, i think i'll just finish off whatever i started,give you this parting gift and get the heck out of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yesterday was gay. i had too much free time, i actually watched high schol muscial and step up? HAHA. i can tell you that HSM3 is ten times better that of the first one. ha, oh wells and step up two is much better. step up, looking back, is right dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-2813685003095163592?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2813685003095163592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=2813685003095163592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2813685003095163592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2813685003095163592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/thats-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7401225671605111871</id><published>2008-11-07T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:25:27.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 strange things that happened today:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. some gross ah beng tried to hit on us.&lt;br /&gt;2. we were on budget spree.. although some idiots paid $1.60 for a tiny piece of worthless waffle.&lt;br /&gt;3. JB totally embarrased them selves in front of a group of cute guys (not me!)&lt;br /&gt;4.we observed that the up and coming fashion is gross - girls wearing baggy guy shirts -.-&lt;br /&gt;5. we saw the first lesbian INDIAN couple.&lt;br /&gt;6. we are air-hockey maniacs.&lt;br /&gt;7. Berns is always the main target for hawkers on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;8. i saw an ah beng and ah lian making out at the bus stop. G-R-O-S-S&lt;br /&gt;9. at some point or another,everyone keeps staring, i don't know why. -.-&lt;br /&gt;10. the similar situations all three of us in every single way is really coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun, in a waste time way. i'm sorry, but after o's and all the strategic plan-your-time properly, suddenly left with nothing to do and time to kill, it really seems odd. it didn't help much when today's lit paper was pretty challenging. apart from that, it sucks to hear that SCGS happened to do that same poem for their prelims. no telling what that might to do the moderation curve huh. whoopee dee doo. SCGS -As, STC-Bs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to speak to you today, perhaps wish you all the best, but somehow i was afraid of your reaction, so i kinda scratched the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i can't believe you didn't tell me for two days? it was serious, how could you not have told me? please rest well. take care. please. and, don't say things like that. i know it's sweet etc, but you really got me stumped, to say the least. and don't, cos more likely. i'll be scared away. i don't know, i can't think right now, i want to just cwalk ad forget, but i know i gotta change. give me time, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wished we were back to the old times, just like before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7401225671605111871?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7401225671605111871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7401225671605111871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7401225671605111871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7401225671605111871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/10-strange-things-that-happened-today-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5077623169963496607</id><published>2008-11-06T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:19:50.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know, where to go, what's the right team?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want my own thing. So bad I'm gonna Scream!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't choose, so confused! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's it all mean?I want my own dream. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So bad I'm gonna Scream!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm kickin' down the walls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gotta make 'em fall!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just break through them all!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm pushin', crashin', &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna fight to find myself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and no one else!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which way I get down, pushin',&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Searchin', can't find a&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Road that I should take,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should, tomorrow left us!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Scream, Troy, HSM3--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-5077623169963496607?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5077623169963496607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=5077623169963496607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5077623169963496607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5077623169963496607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-know-where-to-go-whats-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-616964927838143974</id><published>2008-11-06T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:47:58.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>big girls don't cry. i'll try to remember that. i'm sorry to scare everybody else who bothered to ask, but i'll be fine. i'm not dead yet, so i'll continue fighting, as much as i'm like half dead chicken now, but oh wells, i'll still be alive till god sucks my life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well, look like the obamanators won the palinistas and mccainaics. HAHA. i mean, the dance off ACDC put up. mm. i guess what harper lee predicted in that era, is finally coming true. equality. freedom, for the blacks, i'd say.  : ) maybe tom robinson did die for a better cause after all. like atticus said, it was a tiny baby step maycomb made,which probably brought about today. well, obama, you wanted it, you got it, don't let the world down all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks jasper for the HSM3 songs. you stupid ass. don't think so much all right! absolute again. soon. : ) or someting else. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown. tomorrow, and we'll be two papers down. : ) after that, 7 more days till we officially be ex theresians. it's funny, but all the nostalgia. all our lower secondary days seems a haze. but i can say this, it has made an impact that would be etched in my mind forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- for all the lessons learnt, experiences gained, friends made, teachers loved, thank you STC--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-616964927838143974?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/616964927838143974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=616964927838143974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/616964927838143974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/616964927838143974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/big-girls-dont-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-8265444655804124565</id><published>2008-11-05T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:29:01.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i swear i'm ever grateful for what you did. it was unexpected,but probably my saving grace as well. i guess it was pretty heartening, in spite of everything that has been happening. with us, with life. it's a whirl. but i'll try. usually i'll contradict and renounce every good thing you said in that, but i guess i'll accept it this time. another thing i must learn huh. *wry smile* thanks for the encouragement, breakdown's been at the tip,but you boosted it up for me a little.  : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ps: it wasn't the physical being of you being there that helped as a friend, but the mental i-know- she-is-there. knowing out there that someone does care out there, somewhere in the excess, it does help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sandra, you're fucking pathetic. get a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-8265444655804124565?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-122484881288108392</id><published>2008-11-05T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:16:22.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so. the results are out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;America, i present to you... &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;OBAMA FOR PRESIDENT&lt;/span&gt;! ha, well, i was kinda expected and Mccain, today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you got served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;funny that ACDC even could bother checking in on the voting with an election dance off. it's funny, and the moves are sick. you can check it out at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvJuo2C7eS4&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvJuo2C7eS4&amp;amp;feature=channel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; it's whacked but i still prefer the compilation against M&amp;amp;M cru though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;High School Musical Three was fantastic, made more sentimental, since this year is our grad day as well. fantastic, meaning that the choreagraphy and story line were by far the most believable and WOW-able, compared to the other 2. yesteday was okay, slacking off. stuffing ourselves with sushi and salmon, ha, i remember that. i need to let time past. seeing people humping while 428 is NOT a nice sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ain't that well today, feeling stoned since yesterday. i guess it's a compilation of lack of sleep, 428, and catching jasper's sickness. -.- ha. this dead thing better clear 'fore thursday lest i screw up friday, which i can't, though should i, i don't wanna bother no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blast me tonight, you'll never hear the end of me. henceforth this week, a wall of steel's erected around me, to a family member. i'm sorry is all i can say. your tears are wasted on me. you can put the blame on me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh wait, you always do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-122484881288108392?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/122484881288108392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=122484881288108392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/122484881288108392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/122484881288108392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-1595470842932061649</id><published>2008-11-03T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T10:53:29.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you chased your own mother away? unbelievable. best is, you yelled at her to leave the house? how could you? then don't start defending yourself that you had to cos kor has A's and need his space. you DIDN'T have to yell at her, you know how sensitive she already is. How would you like me to treat you like that huh?i'm tempted to, really. practice what you preach, wasn't that what you always say? today she said bye to me with tears nearly brimming from her eyes. as much as i find her annoying in a naggy way, you were too harsh. way too much. and you still want to deny? deny some more. i don't care. from now on, you do your own thing, i'll do mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i'm glad you said what you said yesterday. at long last i could finally tell you what's been playing on my mind the last month. idk what's gonna happen ten days from now, but you're right, it doesn't seem to affect me when you're gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;things are gonna be awkward. i don't know where we stand, as of now. i don't know. to open to all this or to retreat? and, don't you lecture me. you don't know. anything, to say the least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever you are, timmo glock, i hate you. everyone hates hamilton and want him to lose.. you actually helped him win??? WHY! he was supposed to be sixth, if you let it be, MASSA would have won by one point. but the, you gave hamilton your fifth place and he won massa by ONE! i don't like you! and hamilton, you DO NOT deserve nicole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-1595470842932061649?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1595470842932061649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=1595470842932061649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1595470842932061649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1595470842932061649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-chased-your-own-mother-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-373539416904718576</id><published>2008-11-02T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:34:45.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK YOU BITCH. you are always like that. so two faced. damn you, so many instances i can pull out that you always feign ignorance. it's always not your fault, though you know it is. you ain't the fuckin' emperess dowager of the house la okay. it's good enough you have the maid to wait on you, be at your beck and call, DON'T expect me to do that too. i told you, i'm staying away from you, lest your undesirable unfluences strangle me to death. you treat your own mother like this, so why can't i throw it back at you? ever heard of practise what you preach? so don't get all huffy and flounce off when you know all i did was to state the simplest of all truths. maybe you're right, maybe i'll treat you like the way you treat your mother now, when you grow old. you ain't no bloody martyr. i'm sick and tired. i dont give a damn if you got depression or not okay. fine, everything's my fault. it's always me okay. fuck you. maybe if i go away. you'd really be happy. wait, i would. if you dare make any noise about what i get on tuesday, i swear i wouln't even bother restraining myself. you want to cry and blame me, so be it. i'm immune to your crocodile tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and to you. yea. i'm changing. so what? maybe my replies are short cos i don't feel like talking to you? maybe i'd rather text my friends than you? maybe i'd rather hang with them and not have you cling to me 24/7. you know what's called freedom? yea, that's what i need. and you can go do your bitchy little thing to that oh so close friend of yours. i don't care. i'm really starting to think that it's time. more than over dued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;if my life ain't fucked up enough, you were the perfect cherry on top of a wonderful period of my life. i tried explaining, but if you all you wanna see it as false. then hell. jasper, thanks for the words of wisdom. i really need to sort things out myself i guess. question is, where do we stand now? if you even knew what's really happening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-373539416904718576?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/373539416904718576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=373539416904718576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/373539416904718576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/373539416904718576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/fuck-you-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-6347961677540111228</id><published>2008-11-01T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:00:00.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQvChNzqcaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/lRvEQnrjl0g/s1600-h/Whatever000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263514465410380194" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQvChNzqcaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/lRvEQnrjl0g/s320/Whatever000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A good lit or S.S student will be able to interpret what i'm feeling now, based on this picture. if you can't, how about i tell you that the thing in the middle of nowhere stands for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm trying, but i can't. it's hard. to open up in the midst of all this. i need to get rid of all this negative emotions. us, you, everything. i change my mind. no one understands. at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Scout , i think i'm beginning to understand something. I think i'm beginning to understand why Boo Radley's stayed shut up in the house all this time... it's because he wants to stay inside."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--To Kill A Mockingbird--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-6347961677540111228?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6347961677540111228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=6347961677540111228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/6347961677540111228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/6347961677540111228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-lit-or-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQvChNzqcaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/lRvEQnrjl0g/s72-c/Whatever000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5775338668063148436</id><published>2008-11-01T10:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:43:41.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Drinking is a good way to numb yourself to emotions you refuse to let yourself feel. maybe that, or i just wanted to drink. maybe both. turmoil of emotions about almost every single aspect of me life right now, don't know where to run. seemed like the only option for me was escapism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J's been there for me most of the time and i thank you for it. once you find yourself a girl, i know everything will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQu_Gg6QnOI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2Q482ZUOxfs/s1600-h/Whatever034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263510708146969826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQu_Gg6QnOI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2Q482ZUOxfs/s320/Whatever034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; the first bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQu_GAFsreI/AAAAAAAAAkA/wI0ZKXY10lc/s1600-h/Whatever042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263510699336576482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQu_GAFsreI/AAAAAAAAAkA/wI0ZKXY10lc/s320/Whatever042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;done with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQu_GGZ1OlI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ufWevXIsxP4/s1600-h/Whatever045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263510701031635538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQu_GGZ1OlI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ufWevXIsxP4/s320/Whatever045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;beer was too mild. vodka please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beer hadn't any effect. percentage was also too low. thank god dad said he'd buy more wine. and absolute disco. damn right he will. if i need a drink tonight, i'm stocked up. at this point, i don't give a fuck whether i damage my livers or screw up my life. it's messed up anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;note to self: You don't want to be like her. you complain of her all day. you agree with what father and brother says abt her, but still you're turning out like her everyday. fuck no. change. you need to. it ain't genes, it's influence. hell, gotta close yourself away from her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wished today, your trip wasn't cancelled. as dad said, go save the chickens, it would give us some much needed space, and time to get what i needed. now, i just wanna retreat away from you. this is it. the only way i can do that, go back to the wall i built around myself.                    Fuck to everything else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-5775338668063148436?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5775338668063148436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=5775338668063148436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5775338668063148436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5775338668063148436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/11/drinking-is-good-way-to-numb-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQu_Gg6QnOI/AAAAAAAAAkI/2Q482ZUOxfs/s72-c/Whatever034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-2635133921088003059</id><published>2008-10-31T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:18:00.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;batter up! play ball!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;life's like a softball pitch. rough and sandy, yet shaped like a diamond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm wondering, is God present? or isn't he. i really don't know. is life supposed to be as unpredictable as where the ball flies?maybe he's tryna send me an omen. in three days, three fights have sprung out from no where. god, you trying to tell me something? it's scary really. maybe i'll get into a fight. or i'll get robbed. ha. what a joke. mm. life has been a living hell for me. the monotous daily tasks is really irksome to the point that sometimes, i wish life didn't have to be this way. i wanna run, but escapism from my problems ain't gonna solve nothing. one too many, few too much. worrying over a big ugly F9 on my result slip really isn't helping at all. not to mention the least. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;strike two. no balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;there's a thousand dreams i could think of. i wish my brother was nicer. i wish my brother could what he says or practice what he preaches. i wish he could hold his snide comments and do some reflection himself. i wish the moment we had as cliques could remain. i wish we could be as we always were. i wish we didn't have to study, or be in a country like singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none of this will come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today nearly saw another arguement erupting. i really don't know okay. we think alike. can't say the same. as for no texts or calls on the second, i was waiting for yours. it's just me okay. i need my own space, my freedom. cram me up, you're out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;strike three. batter out.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;disclaimer: friends mean the world to me. if anyone so much as lays a finger on anyone of my friends, anyone. you'd wished you never was alive because i'll hunt you down till you're on bended knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Inning over. fielders up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i fucked up again, didn't i. seems to be happening alot these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-2635133921088003059?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2635133921088003059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=2635133921088003059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2635133921088003059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2635133921088003059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/batter-up-play-ball-lifes-like-softball.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-1680048291192796732</id><published>2008-10-30T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:14:58.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i guess it hurt. quite.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is full of surprises. i'd second that. it's been springing up alot around me recently. papers, people, strange meetings, things or people i'd rather not have seen. pfft. today it self was a coincidence in itself. flirthouse. HA. jamie, that was like funny. he was standing on the escalator in front of us without us knowing. HAHA. immediately called you. today was. a deviation from the normal stuff we were supposed to do. shan't go into detail. interesting. and bernice went...high?mm. oh wells. go for dancesation. or not. whatever it is, i'm going o school. full stop. period. i don't care, bernice. HAHA. might pull jasper along. hoho. bought whatever its urgent to buy, though its really in the wrong time. but wth. next is just leisure shopping with jams after lit. haha. and more. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strain marks are showing. fast. did you even remember today? how convenient of you to say that. you know what. continue after o's? my answer - o's, please last LONGER. i don't know. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the ass of a guy who thought he was effing big with his HUMONGOUS calvin klein bag (so high class HAR) YOU banged into me, so DON't you dare go "teenagers's nowadays AH." just cos i tsked at you. it's your fault, so accept it, you act-big -not- big, fat stumpy faggard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-1680048291192796732?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1680048291192796732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=1680048291192796732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1680048291192796732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1680048291192796732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is-full-of-surprises.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-835777799557137418</id><published>2008-10-29T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:27:55.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today. was mucking around at home. no plans. rather, was turned down. so dear bernice asked me to study. wednesday. good and bad. bad, studied little. bad, felt down. bad, ready to get a beautifule F9 for humans after fucking up history. good, went out with bernice ong. good, we studied. and shopped. we had a spastic day. met lots of &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt;. lao bungs, gross lesbians, girls from bernice's most loved school and girls in pyjamas lookalikes, among &lt;em&gt;others.&lt;/em&gt; i won a bet with bernice, that there WAS a carl's j at far east. she owes me lunch there tmr.   : ) and seventy one dollars. in cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping count for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernice:&lt;br /&gt; - naval stud&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; (which i had to help choose cos she was so indecisive. -.- and some assholes were totally perving at her lifting up her blouse? and they were probably thinking we were PL. cos they saw me choosing for her, then saw her take money from me, and then return the change. who does that, except for couples!?) sandra cheng. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- some hairband&lt;/span&gt; (she can use for her future job interview.) (i paid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- starbucks chocolate chip&lt;/span&gt; ( which probably made her high and start dancing!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- ipod PINK skin&lt;/span&gt; (which i had to paste for her cos she sucked at it -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sandra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- grad white heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- reservation on a prom dress (should i buy? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- condensing chicken. bernice's favourite. more on bernice's lj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we were in the midst/ in two minds to buy sex bands from 77th street. something that probably made the person think we were PLs further. i'm so not wanting BERNICE to break my sex bands, for those who knows what it means. LMAO. she so wanna dance, so do i. stop stealing my songs bernice. and YOU caused the PL revival, not me. rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a letter straight to your heart - what do you know about me? nothing. do you know what i've been doing? no. do i care? no. do i bother? no. what to do? i don't know. tell me what to do. i really don't know. bridge the gap between the constantly drifting islands? or cut the line and to each his own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday simin. hope you enjoyed yourself. happy sweet sixteenth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-835777799557137418?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/835777799557137418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=835777799557137418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/835777799557137418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/835777799557137418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-2531005089290375982</id><published>2008-10-25T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T19:04:54.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reasons why i don't wear dresses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQL5mXjSUzI/AAAAAAAAAjI/H9rdx0BjNOU/s1600-h/IMG_4932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261041752274522930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQL5mXjSUzI/AAAAAAAAAjI/H9rdx0BjNOU/s320/IMG_4932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not a flippin' ballerina!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQL5mB3zcxI/AAAAAAAAAjA/q5ZqcSNTjwQ/s1600-h/IMG_4930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261041746454999826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQL5mB3zcxI/AAAAAAAAAjA/q5ZqcSNTjwQ/s320/IMG_4930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. unglam,much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQL5lwENN9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/b4ZB4p6vsno/s1600-h/IMG_4935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261041741675182034" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQL5lwENN9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/b4ZB4p6vsno/s320/IMG_4935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;model shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQL5lpjaPbI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ik9m2P7nMbg/s1600-h/IMG_4933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261041739927010738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQL5lpjaPbI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ik9m2P7nMbg/s320/IMG_4933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;random post. grandma just came in with some old photos and i spent like damn long laughing over the top two photos. superr funny! haha. maybe thats why dresses and i dont get along. pah. two weeks more to after o's. gambatte everybody! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-2531005089290375982?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2531005089290375982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=2531005089290375982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2531005089290375982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2531005089290375982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/reasons-why-i-dont-wear-dresses-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SQL5mXjSUzI/AAAAAAAAAjI/H9rdx0BjNOU/s72-c/IMG_4932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-6987253308991769410</id><published>2008-10-21T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:01:17.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>English today was doable. i think i handled it well, but shall not delve further into it, lest i think too much and lose focus. oh well.s chem was a sadd case, but screw it. no paper till friday. all the best to those taking a math tomorrow! gambatte neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't faced up to reality the last couple of days. won't know what to say and stuff. hope this crap is subsiding. really. need to get the move on. this is so effing wrong. not like you seem affected. hell no, i'd rather you don't even know. just hope i can deal with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other matter. i really don't know what to say. im apprehensive and all. at least with o's, i have an excuse. to know you're by my side counting down with me, i'm having mixed feelings. escapsim. i'm sorry. where to go from twenty plus days later, hell, i don't know. i'm treading on egg shells here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, i need your help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-6987253308991769410?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6987253308991769410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=6987253308991769410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/6987253308991769410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/6987253308991769410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/english-today-was-doable.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-3505679252033206525</id><published>2008-10-15T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:45:05.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this shall be my last quick post for now. i can't wait for exams to be over. i swear it's such a chore. it's been getting to me lately and i'm pretty edgy. sigh. thanks to the teachers for all the help they've been providing. especially to mrs anne lee, ms goh and ms wong. well that's it for now i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reply tags: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;moo: yes i finally changed skin. but it's a lousy one. but aiya, at least more mild than that bright one la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;toothead aka jasper cyril: yes i did. ahha. cool right. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bear: i know! but i'm a noob and i don't know how to resize it. it's defined by blogger so i also don't know la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;leh: you're supposed to make new blogskin for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BE ONG: hahahaha. regarding the picture, look above. and yes i did link you la. your lj name so siao one. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bear: of course i know. i'm so smart. don't want. lazy to remove. will leave it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i don't know what to do. really. i thank you for all the help these past few days. but am i trying too hard? how should i react? i know it's wrong to feel/think this way, but i'm confused too. fuck it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-3505679252033206525?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3505679252033206525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=3505679252033206525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3505679252033206525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3505679252033206525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-shall-be-my-last-quick-post-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5391493267604814017</id><published>2008-10-04T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:56:58.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my brother's watchingsome crap song on mtv now. annoying. HAHA. sisi is teaching me the ah lian language online now too. HAHA.damn funny. today was quite productie, i guess. but i was loner today. didn't talk to X the whole day, and certainly not gonna make the first move to. i really don't know what to do, or what you want. you're free, i'm not. if you can't understand that, what do you want from me? i told you right from the start, didn't i? fuck, i know you for sure you're gonna run to your right hand person, bee whatever her name is. you make me feel guilty for studying, you know that? and vice versa. screw it all la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was otherwise quiet and prodective. poor jasper can't message because apparently someone put a spell on his phone so he can't send messages to me! ass. and i totally spammed his inbox, to no avail. i have unlimited texts anyways, so whatever. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm growing fat. lunch and dinner at burger king isnt' what i had in mind for a healty diet. -.- i'm broke too. -.- i'm so going on a crash diet and gyming everyday. yea right. like i can abstain from food. but i'm for sure gonna double up on sports. i can do whatver i want after o's! and go thailand as much as i want too! how cool is that! anyone wanna come? ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well. tmr. a new day. a new start. a day nearer to the o's. -.- pfffffft. yesterday was the last day of school. it was fun. cam whored like crazy. inverted eyebrows and all, candid stalker shots, hilarious ms koh and bernice's pics, koren model pics. i love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-5391493267604814017?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-4324969542490360038</id><published>2008-10-01T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:29:38.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was to be like the most horrendous day of my life. i thought that i'll save myself the trouble of travelling up and down on my usual cycle of mac's and fast food outlets (which is by the way, killing my intestines and building up fats, according to songsong .. an-the-ro-r-i-sil-sis. -.- it's antherosclerosis, but that's her french way of saying it) -.- anyways, so i managed to catch up on some of my sleep. but of course studying was slack. i hate it at home. seriously. and not to mention, my dearest grandmother who crashed at our house since last week (and in the process, cramping my style by chucking my brother in my room -.-) keeps annoyingly coming into my room for nothing at all, except to annoy me! urgh. like even when i'm playing psp! my blood is like boiling cos i'm so pissed off and today i'm on HIGH irritable mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when mummy and her proceeded to join me at the dinner table just as i sat down, i did the only logical thing to do - finish my dinner in the quickest possible time and get the heck away from there. and, my stupid maid was laughing throughout while i clanged and banged my utensils ahaha and i finished it in a record time of 4 mins! incredibly my first time. haha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like emoing today and i don't know why. i realised that i have to tighten a little bit on my friendship ties. like some of them i'm so sure of the friendship that i slacken and forget or drift away from them. mm. and some i just need to reach out to further, nevermind my first impressions or hesitations i have. to one, you can say that i'm a little jealous that we haven't been talking, rather, not closely while you grew close to someone else, whom i wasn't exactly fond of, though was okay with. but oh wells. i guess that's life. whatever it is, hope we do stay in contact. and for X, it's thirty days over and another forty five, so you said, days till we can ressume fully where it left off. hope it can last through that period. and i'm really trying my hardest hardest to hang in there. for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the stupid crazy liang court clique people, who annoyingly took "scandal but not scandal" photos! haha idiots! you've been a crazy bunch who's brought much fun and laughter to my life, amidst the mad rush for exams. all the best,everyone. our lives will just get crazier by the day. enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-4324969542490360038?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4324969542490360038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=4324969542490360038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4324969542490360038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4324969542490360038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-was-to-be-like-most-horrendous.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-4100922538894932611</id><published>2008-09-20T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:27:13.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay today there was school. duh. -.- ah wells. patron's day mass and ceremony of light. haha pictures of that another day. school passed damn slowly. it picked up in the evening... during crew practice! haha well it wasn't the whole crew la. but still! went to our fav hangout, which has been esplanded roof terrace. quite embarrassing to dance with so many people looking la, but who cares. we were fooling around and having fun what! anyways. summary of the fun time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ps: thank you gaygay for the nice nice photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQdQxUILI/AAAAAAAAAhE/f7nwwjWU4q4/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767191953350834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQdQxUILI/AAAAAAAAAhE/f7nwwjWU4q4/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;practice: Courtesy of gaygay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I totally LOVE this : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQd0-mOkI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_OXWVq_kWzk/s1600-h/IMG_4699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767201672739394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQd0-mOkI/AAAAAAAAAhM/_OXWVq_kWzk/s320/IMG_4699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we had constipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQd7827lI/AAAAAAAAAhU/luLYq7PQuGc/s1600-h/IMG_4698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767203544493650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQd7827lI/AAAAAAAAAhU/luLYq7PQuGc/s320/IMG_4698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while defacating, we watched the singapore flyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQeKoJ6_I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Y9gf_WRqAxA/s1600-h/IMG_4711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767207484189682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQeKoJ6_I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Y9gf_WRqAxA/s320/IMG_4711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then the sun set above the "durians" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQeS6aCCI/AAAAAAAAAhk/cpsX03igPIU/s1600-h/Whatever005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247767209708226594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQeS6aCCI/AAAAAAAAAhk/cpsX03igPIU/s320/Whatever005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, ended the fun day with chilling at marina square, bonding with each other : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-4100922538894932611?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4100922538894932611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=4100922538894932611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4100922538894932611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4100922538894932611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-today-there-was-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SNPQdQxUILI/AAAAAAAAAhE/f7nwwjWU4q4/s72-c/DSC00046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-1463299610759609986</id><published>2008-09-14T11:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:40:06.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;welcome the new edition of our guitar collection. an electirc guitar from Fender's. whoo. pictures. i love it. damn pretty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMyVGvVVOlI/AAAAAAAAAg0/bCbW-uxoulo/s1600-h/close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245731608997476946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMyVGvVVOlI/AAAAAAAAAg0/bCbW-uxoulo/s320/close+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMyVGmu_TcI/AAAAAAAAAg8/e_seVv4FxSk/s1600-h/fender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245731606689172930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMyVGmu_TcI/AAAAAAAAAg8/e_seVv4FxSk/s320/fender.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fender Stratocaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMyKgsAm3cI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zU8zugxoxTk/s1600-h/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245719960153939394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMyKgsAm3cI/AAAAAAAAAgU/zU8zugxoxTk/s320/edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New member of the house yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMyKg73y4XI/AAAAAAAAAgc/GKKOSJZ2w3M/s1600-h/fender.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-1463299610759609986?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1463299610759609986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=1463299610759609986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1463299610759609986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1463299610759609986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-new-edition-of-our-guitar.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMyVGvVVOlI/AAAAAAAAAg0/bCbW-uxoulo/s72-c/close+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-1090925622578718219</id><published>2008-09-12T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:54:27.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMpHaQbB3OI/AAAAAAAAAgM/d8keDix1sHM/s1600-h/IMG_4544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245083232436870370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMpHaQbB3OI/AAAAAAAAAgM/d8keDix1sHM/s320/IMG_4544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the fun the after school crew has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-1090925622578718219?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1090925622578718219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=1090925622578718219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1090925622578718219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1090925622578718219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-after-school-crew-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SMpHaQbB3OI/AAAAAAAAAgM/d8keDix1sHM/s72-c/IMG_4544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-4586715070478380374</id><published>2008-09-12T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:19:19.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha okay its friday and this signals the last of my exams. heh.mocks whatever. lol. yesterday was a day spent at the esplanade and we had fun. well we were SUPPOSED to be studying, but with 3 guitars, 3 cameras and music players, we couldnt help but to play guitar, dance, cam whore and have fun! whoo! it was super fun. making the after school crew video was a total disaster but a hilarious one at that! today was spent celebrating evangeline's birthday, which 15 of us went. seemed like  a school excursion (head count!) hahah. OH WELLS. slacked the rest of the day off and yea here i am. go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the tikos of yesterday's macdonalds, go hump a snail, or i'll gladly gorge out your eyes. -.- dont you know its rude to stare at people while we'r half studying. helf cam whoring? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-4586715070478380374?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4586715070478380374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=4586715070478380374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4586715070478380374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4586715070478380374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha-okay-its-friday-and-this-signals.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5539154701227300399</id><published>2008-09-09T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:04:45.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay screw mocks now. fuckin chow chow is getting on my nerves. haha. damn stop standing in front of my row when i'm having mocks yo. superbly annoying. especially seeing her grotesque face and pouting mouth. so suay, in ther morning at the bus stop see her face -.-&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, lit paper two was a killer? oh wait, both papers were a killer. my hand was dammit numb by the end of it and i just basically smoked my way through? like i didn't study and i think i went out of point for the essay. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went out with X. well actually, waited with slyvia. heh. then went candy empire for smt, then went WM, ate some yummy food, and went arcade. haha. basicaly to claim my free game but then oh wells, got some soft toy and lotsa sweets too! heh. then walked home and finally messed up my new 5x5 rubiks. RAWR. it's hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally screwing bio cos i don't give a damn and i'm not studying! heck it leong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-5539154701227300399?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5539154701227300399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=5539154701227300399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5539154701227300399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5539154701227300399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-screw-mocks-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-2536880499471961418</id><published>2008-09-07T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:14:54.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear i hate you miley cyrus. you are damn annoying. geez .grow up. damn you. just cos you're miss hannah montana, doesn't mean you are a dancer. oh please, mandy was the one who had to teach you. and you totally won ACDC by flook! they were so owning you please. you just mesmerised the kids a little too much by showing a little too much flesh. go figure. hacked into iphone. pffft. ACDC, i love you and you guys rock. this battle means tuppence anyways. adam, maddchadd, chris breezy and the jabbawockeez, you totally owned them. keep on rocking fellas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-2536880499471961418?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2536880499471961418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=2536880499471961418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2536880499471961418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2536880499471961418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-swear-i-hate-you-miley-cyrus.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7604986642745358282</id><published>2008-09-03T13:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T14:24:29.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;last and not least, yesterday! haha. you've guessed right! i didn't study. i woke up early, i was supposed to study, but i ended up sorting out my TONS of werksheets like wth, it was the worse. heh. like the wholeliving room was filled but i managed to clear it. then i was supposed to study with jasper. that tootheadchose town. ahah and i watched him eat stupidly ripped off yoshinoya food. then we headed to coffee bean and paragon. hoho. we both bought belgian chocolate. yummy yummy. heh. then studied. i managed one chapter before spastic went high and started poking me. -.- rawr. then we were just being retarded about the rubiks cuve. the coffee bean ppl saw us doing and asked me to solve for them. wth. oh well.s of course, from there totall no studying done la. all jassy's fault. cam whore, hand drawings, etc, he bullied my poor frog. ass. he had to go home thereafter and i sat there, waiting for X. then X came and we went off. whoo actually after sitting for 1 hour first. hehe. today was fun. went back, and WHOO! ICAN FINALLY DO THE HANDSTAND!! YES YES YES! air freeze here i come baby!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4pmpk5UyI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UvABwCSD8Zw/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241672760278209314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4pmpk5UyI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UvABwCSD8Zw/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4pmxyFmLI/AAAAAAAAAf0/tTuXH2qi8sQ/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241672762481023154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4pmxyFmLI/AAAAAAAAAf0/tTuXH2qi8sQ/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waddaya tell ya? he's a spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4pnJzqTGI/AAAAAAAAAf8/S6YegNMmYro/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241672768930073698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4pnJzqTGI/AAAAAAAAAf8/S6YegNMmYro/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4pnQMlJPI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OX097gTYXkQ/s1600-h/handstand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241672770645206258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4pnQMlJPI/AAAAAAAAAgE/OX097gTYXkQ/s320/handstand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, a handstand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7604986642745358282?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7604986642745358282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7604986642745358282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7604986642745358282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7604986642745358282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-and-not-least-yesterday-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4pmpk5UyI/AAAAAAAAAfs/UvABwCSD8Zw/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7227321362579388352</id><published>2008-09-03T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:24:20.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay right. next is the stupid wedding dinner. i'll put the darn dress up la. but don't laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope you two will live in eternal bliss and may god bless your marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4eisitHvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/UjhttTezRIk/s1600-h/IMG_4117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241660597726945010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4eisitHvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/UjhttTezRIk/s320/IMG_4117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grace and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4ejE7HKqI/AAAAAAAAAfM/wTLurwZdMf8/s1600-h/IMG_4124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241660604271766178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4ejE7HKqI/AAAAAAAAAfM/wTLurwZdMf8/s320/IMG_4124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4ejZPHMNI/AAAAAAAAAfU/YRlkxdL_iIs/s1600-h/IMG_4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241660609724362962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4ejZPHMNI/AAAAAAAAAfU/YRlkxdL_iIs/s320/IMG_4127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4ejoD4U5I/AAAAAAAAAfc/Bp4iQ42lw5U/s1600-h/IMG_4134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241660613703783314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4ejoD4U5I/AAAAAAAAAfc/Bp4iQ42lw5U/s320/IMG_4134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the portion size they'll serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4ej2h_VgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/aUq9gr_cFzs/s1600-h/IMG_4137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241660617588168194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4ej2h_VgI/AAAAAAAAAfk/aUq9gr_cFzs/s320/IMG_4137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;conrad wishes you a nice wedding.&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/5906476790013904167-7227321362579388352?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7227321362579388352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7227321362579388352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7227321362579388352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7227321362579388352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4eisitHvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/UjhttTezRIk/s72-c/IMG_4117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5199348695322728739</id><published>2008-09-03T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:49:02.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha okay. i realised i have't updated for alot of stuff. so i'll do them in order of posts. first up. the long overdued grad photos. i know bear they all can't see the photos, so i shan't overload with photos. just a few. here they are. btw, that day was super fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V6QsBfHI/AAAAAAAAAec/vy0jBPyifxg/s1600-h/IMG_4012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241651106962046066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V6QsBfHI/AAAAAAAAAec/vy0jBPyifxg/s320/IMG_4012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the early birds. we were super early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clique 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V6s6I3VI/AAAAAAAAAek/fz74XuCBELE/s1600-h/IMG_4027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241651114537442642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V6s6I3VI/AAAAAAAAAek/fz74XuCBELE/s320/IMG_4027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clique 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V67aI91I/AAAAAAAAAes/Sy8drzmY03g/s1600-h/IMG_4054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241651118429763410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V67aI91I/AAAAAAAAAes/Sy8drzmY03g/s320/IMG_4054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V6whIyTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ZkFuFEgspC8/s1600-h/IMG_4085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241651115506321714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V6whIyTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ZkFuFEgspC8/s320/IMG_4085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V7WK0w2I/AAAAAAAAAe8/_RshQZi8zoE/s1600-h/IMG_4096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241651125613282146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V7WK0w2I/AAAAAAAAAe8/_RshQZi8zoE/s320/IMG_4096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ms koh and co.&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/5906476790013904167-5199348695322728739?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5199348695322728739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=5199348695322728739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5199348695322728739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5199348695322728739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/haha-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SL4V6QsBfHI/AAAAAAAAAec/vy0jBPyifxg/s72-c/IMG_4012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-8605058712283377910</id><published>2008-08-31T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:47:38.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears and boos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive got nothing much to say recently. just that i'm probably feeling better, and eating alot of good food. haha. yesterday attended a dinner at the conrad, i had to wear a damn dress. no comments. sheesh i got nagged as well for not going to church and all those too-goo-d-to-be-true stuff i refuse to repeat. today went out with godma. had a ball of a time. well, something else happened, of course, but all i can say is. it's been 3 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-8605058712283377910?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8605058712283377910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=8605058712283377910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8605058712283377910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8605058712283377910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-got-nothing-much-to-say-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-6546650364681949711</id><published>2008-08-26T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:43:27.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this thing has been weighing on my mind since night study. i know i said i wouldnt come online but i have to. i know your guard is up now, like everytime you see us together, you'd assume we're talking about you, when really we're talking about perfectly normal things. how did things get to such a stage? i mean, true, i may have done something last year that worsened things, but i do thank you for being so magnanimous about it and letting bygones be bygones. thereafter, i really worked at our friendship, guilt seeping from my past actions. but then, after one and half years, i was prepared to admit that perhaps my first impression of you was wrong. then this. yes, i do know what is happening, but that ain't the issue i have with you. i resent being treated like a disposable, i resent the fact that you always ignored me till you needed something from me. anyone's confidence would have broken by that, but i, either in faith of our friendship, or pure stupidity, stood by your daoness, being there as best as i could when you have stuff to rant, or when you were down over your break up. and after that, as you grew closer to thes rest of the clique, the distance btw you and me seemed to grow. maybe you didn't realise, maybe you didn't bother. if i hadn't been bothered about our friendship, maybe what you did wouldn't have mattered. the fact is, you throw me one side when you're done with me and you simply go along with life as it's normal.so much for friends. yea i accepted the fact that in the mornings you're prob grumpy so i don't bother you. but sometimes, i try to revive our dying friendship and talk to you and it gets to me how distant or cold or couldn't care less replies you would give. or when you've asked everybody in the clique whether they were free and they said no, then would you come and ask me. put yourself in my shoes. would you be "honoured"? would you be hurt? if sucks to know that you regard us so lowly. i didn't mind the fact i was like not top priority in your group of friends but the least you could do was to not chuck me to a corner. like that subway cookie thing. the blatant insensitivity of you could not come through any clearer than that. it was then i realised how much our friendship you really valued. it sucks being pushed, it sucks being used and manupulated, esp to have me on your side for this matter, as you did to the rest who really believe you. yeah, maybe i do derive a little pleasure complaining about your ways, about your doings, as a payback for what hurt you caused, which i know you probably wouldn't understand OR care about anyways. and i do feel guilty, because i'm human and i have a conscience about doing so. maybe the hurt is causing bitterness and vindication that derives my part pleasure, but i still sympathise with you a little for what you're going through now. maybe i'm asking you to let things  go, of everything, of this whole blown-out-of- proportion thing with this group of people, but you are stubborn and you won't. someone told me to move on and i'd really try. you know what you did to each individual one of us. and all of us are trying to let it go. i wonder could you ? we never ganged up against you, however it may seem to be now. it was a matter of time before the truth got exposed anyways. this time i can't say i was the cause of this, as i was last year, for this year, it's purely youre misdoings. ultimately, you know us and all we're trying to do is to help you, in any way we can. but if you turn defensive and ignore our help, i guess there's nothing much more we can do or say as just silently wish you'd make the right choice. you may not believe it, but maybe you wont treat us as friends anymore, but we still do care about you, however stubborn you can be. and we never said much about you,so don't look so suspicious.&lt;br /&gt; us wise, i really don't know where we stand now. today i heard something else you said a few days ago and it was a fresh wound to whatever you caused. if our friendship was all but a facade, and you never considered it real, please, don't act like it is cos i really did try my best to be there for you, when now i find out i didn't have to, as all i was was disposable to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isn't meant for you to seem but i need an outlet to vent my frustrations. but in the event you do see it, i've nothing left more to hide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-6546650364681949711?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6546650364681949711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=6546650364681949711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/6546650364681949711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/6546650364681949711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-thing-has-been-weighing-on-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-3478646463476929987</id><published>2008-08-25T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T14:37:08.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The AfterSchool Crew&lt;/span&gt; was formed on 18 august 2008 by kwang kwang and me. :) our first crew session was on the 20th. and we had a blast. MO, you missed practice! so did wen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, we recruited another dancer, or at least, dance lover! welcome, DEBB, the next bgirl. and a few others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the latest standing of the crew:&lt;br /&gt;co-leader: Sa Cheng ( i need a better name -.- )&lt;br /&gt;(speciality: C-walk/"bgirl")&lt;br /&gt;co-leader: kwang (speciality: body waves and hand waves)&lt;br /&gt;members:&lt;br /&gt;recruit #3: wenli (aka wen wen) (speciality: aces day dance specialist, wearing han bok)&lt;br /&gt;recruit #4: bboy mo-zee (speciality: duh! bboy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newest :&lt;br /&gt;recruit#5: debbz (speciality: bbgirl)&lt;br /&gt;recruit#6: amanda sim (speciality:)&lt;br /&gt;recruit #7: zita aka pak kim chi  (speciality: handstands and concert entrances)&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pending requests: eggy, leh, lydia. holla' back yo'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-9046214477361558642</id><published>2008-08-25T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:55:18.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>days recently have been  a gloom. i don't know. its not like i wanna stay home, but my immune's system been going insane. ita's like in overdrive. and i can't do nothing to stop it. it's like one moment it's okay then i'll feel all horrible and wanna double up and die. sat was okay, then night everything went downhill. after eating,i'd feel like throwing up. i'll be in a damn lot of pain. then i'd have a headache, then i'll feel super lethargic and then hungry, and when i eat, the cycle repeats. it's so annoying. today i thought a lil' exercise might rrelive the stress and all i was feeling, instead, i barely lasted the usual 10 bowling games. come home and i'm shagged. i just finished dinner and i'm feeling so sick. what the ^&amp;amp;*( is wrong with me? maybe i got aids or cancer or something. the earth will have one less irritant then. life's a bitch. i've been having borderline fevers and i don't know .hot cold hot cold. -.- somebody save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the situation's escalating out of control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-9046214477361558642?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9046214477361558642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=9046214477361558642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/9046214477361558642'/><link 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pontianak there too. aka horse tail! ahah. berns berns. whoo. jk. lmao. chris was in a dress. i tell you, everybody wanted her picture! haha. rare occasion. hoho. oh well.s picture shoot was fun. of cos  got told of for my skinnys, but who gives a fuck aye. damn. &lt;br /&gt;after that, we went for class breakfast, quite a big bunch of us actually, we managed to make ms koh come. heh. in the bus, they were drooling over thomas daley's diving. lmao. ate at this cool deli, intor-ed by ms koh. it was a blast, everything was yummy, yet pricey, an omelette cost 6 bucks, believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;then we went out. walked to cine, went arcade. oh well.s fun fun. benice was super funny, shuffling her feet in her gladiator heels. cos she had blister. i had too, but could still walk. lmao. rawr. the drum thing we played was kinda cool. clique was addicted to it. mm..&lt;br /&gt;interesting things happened on msn. too many to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you. i'm not your fucking princess. i never was. i don't wanna be. if you don'tget it, i don't ever wanna see you again. in more ways than one. literally. get out of my head, msn, hp. i don't care. get out of my life. you're lucky i ain't blocked you yet. don't make me. you have a surprise coming. prepare yourself, you sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you. i got nothing more to say to you. at least im out of your clutches now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7246235759532746179?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7246235759532746179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7246235759532746179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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just sat in the homeroom, eat, then play music and freestyle. damn cool. haha. our favs were the glides, body waves and cwalk. lmao. and the frigging handstand. -.- oh wells. i love school. like as in the friends..night study. but oh wells. we'll see next week. tomorrow should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-2574827365895444194?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2574827365895444194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=2574827365895444194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2574827365895444194'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>well im sick the past two days. pftft. good and bad. oh wells. i'll be going to school tomorrow though. seems like a bunch of people can't see my blog cos of the pics, so i'll stop, for now. sigh. i'm FAR bahind in my revision. and i feel like dying. oh eff you exams, get the eff away. days has been passed not cwalking. haha watching some videos. my cwalking standard ain't up to par yet yo. and, i'm glad too. kwong sisters and me have been talking and we may set up a dance crew. like for fun. not really like dance dance for competitions and stuff, but for like fun, freestyle together, form a tight friendship with people who love dance. do the bocco bocco together. whatver. haha. THE AFTERSCHOOL CREW. hollarin' at ya, clique!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7774658159958731889?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7774658159958731889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7774658159958731889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7774658159958731889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7774658159958731889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/well-im-sick-past-two-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7672058357094255385</id><published>2008-08-16T22:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:25:29.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='is it a crime to want?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;time for another picture explosion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was bloody fun! haha in the end we didn't manage to buy anything, cept for stupid gay watches but, it was one of the fun-nest days! first the moment i got out of the mrt, i saw the crew cam whoring by the river. i was like wth, but joined in. HAHA. there was some kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of performance thing and we bought the badge. it was nice! we wanted to stay for the performance but we missed it. poo. we went round to shop after eating pepper lunch (again, i ate it last night wiht jas) we couldn't find anything. haha. then we were approached by this group of youngsters who asked us for time to perform some magic tricks. i guess the leader was this quite cute chindian looking guy (hoho!) and another chinese guy. this two performed the tricks, the other 2 are neglectable. anyways, the chinese one fumblede alot. the chindian one was goood.heh. quite cute him. :) i like his smile. funny thing is, they walked off and so did we, and next thing as we walked, me and simin saw them below. they were looking at us and waved, so we waved back. we walked further down and then the chindian laughed and shrugged his shoulders, and said "what", so i shrugged back, and i got beaten by the rest for being a "flirt" LMAO. SO NOT PLEASE. heh. then we kept bumping into them on the first floor. heh then he came up to talk to us as we entered c&amp;amp;k before he went off to perform. HOHO. oh wells. then we went to cam whore again! act emo. heh. mm. then we went bugis for random stuff. didnt buy anything, until we bought some gay watches, lmao. me and sw were acting gay the WHOLE day. as you can see. heh then the rest went off and we went "pak tor" at ps. then homed. sigh. this may be the last post for a while. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzIH4u9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/907TkEgX0co/s1600-h/Whatever091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130880451197906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzIH4u9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/907TkEgX0co/s320/Whatever091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;song wen emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzIkVE_I/AAAAAAAAAds/cprOmCP1lb8/s1600-h/Whatever092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130880570495986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzIkVE_I/AAAAAAAAAds/cprOmCP1lb8/s320/Whatever092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gay partner talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzRjpjrI/AAAAAAAAAd0/y7noNQ-Fyg0/s1600-h/Whatever095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130882983562930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzRjpjrI/AAAAAAAAAd0/y7noNQ-Fyg0/s320/Whatever095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gay intimateness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzT5mKuI/AAAAAAAAAd8/xAFTInrDSKU/s1600-h/Whatever096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130883612486370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzT5mKuI/AAAAAAAAAd8/xAFTInrDSKU/s320/Whatever096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzhV6tcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/O0igIHGcocY/s1600-h/Whatever097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130887220934082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzhV6tcI/AAAAAAAAAeE/O0igIHGcocY/s320/Whatever097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heartbreak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrUqVm2LI/AAAAAAAAAc8/dw1M7ICoHO4/s1600-h/Whatever076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130357059606706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrUqVm2LI/AAAAAAAAAc8/dw1M7ICoHO4/s320/Whatever076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;couple shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrUkWfEoI/AAAAAAAAAdE/_iIOgQ0rfy0/s1600-h/Whatever078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130355452678786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrUkWfEoI/AAAAAAAAAdE/_iIOgQ0rfy0/s320/Whatever078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sandra emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrUwUHYiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/dtUOLs8mPkk/s1600-h/Whatever085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130358663963170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrUwUHYiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/dtUOLs8mPkk/s320/Whatever085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;song wen emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrU4M7KiI/AAAAAAAAAdU/z5dqQ5wENqg/s1600-h/Whatever086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130360781285922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrU4M7KiI/AAAAAAAAAdU/z5dqQ5wENqg/s320/Whatever086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandra emos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrVHPOzdI/AAAAAAAAAdc/31kHEtd1ACg/s1600-h/Whatever089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235130364817493458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrVHPOzdI/AAAAAAAAAdc/31kHEtd1ACg/s320/Whatever089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simin emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbqDwo8MRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/yRg0rRhwNG8/s1600-h/Penguin0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235128967181906194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbqDwo8MRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/yRg0rRhwNG8/s320/Penguin0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;song wen cheated on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbqEEFe_KI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2V9ocm2n_u4/s1600-h/Whatever035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235128972401900706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbqEEFe_KI/AAAAAAAAAcc/2V9ocm2n_u4/s320/Whatever035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happier times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbqERQb0dI/AAAAAAAAAck/_mJBSJTPeNI/s1600-h/Whatever068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235128975937491410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbqERQb0dI/AAAAAAAAAck/_mJBSJTPeNI/s320/Whatever068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbqEX-9KHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/cmr86lw_P_0/s1600-h/Whatever066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235128977743226994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbqEX-9KHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/cmr86lw_P_0/s320/Whatever066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;portrait shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbqEuCciII/AAAAAAAAAc0/Nz2zZUuJ12o/s1600-h/Whatever067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235128983663446146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbqEuCciII/AAAAAAAAAc0/Nz2zZUuJ12o/s320/Whatever067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbialW3_tI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2lPnyZ9o2AA/s1600-h/LifetimeSnapshot011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235120563197312722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbialW3_tI/AAAAAAAAAbs/2lPnyZ9o2AA/s320/LifetimeSnapshot011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to the right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbibK0Qb6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/4mKTBs3mLbk/s1600-h/Penguin0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235120573252661154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbibK0Qb6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/4mKTBs3mLbk/s320/Penguin0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so unglam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbib7PALiI/AAAAAAAAAb8/L9qdkIWooac/s1600-h/Penguin0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235120586249743906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbib7PALiI/AAAAAAAAAb8/L9qdkIWooac/s320/Penguin0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mor unglam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbicNu9f_I/AAAAAAAAAcE/Is31KMhLwJQ/s1600-h/Penguin0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235120591215624178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbicNu9f_I/AAAAAAAAAcE/Is31KMhLwJQ/s320/Penguin0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more gay shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbiccBDSxI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ax2aJmYRIq8/s1600-h/Penguin0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235120595049597714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbiccBDSxI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ax2aJmYRIq8/s320/Penguin0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always by my side :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7672058357094255385?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7672058357094255385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7672058357094255385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7672058357094255385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7672058357094255385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-for-another-picture-explosion.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKbrzIH4u9I/AAAAAAAAAdk/907TkEgX0co/s72-c/Whatever091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-9039957866491991522</id><published>2008-08-16T10:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:52:18.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 things i hate about you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i discovered i had a mass of rubbish photos to put on my blog but i forgot. oh wells. here they are i guess. let's see, some super random ones, plus those taken went i went bowling with yh and her mum and my family dinner!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY-h4kEY-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/PksZm4EtQmE/s1600-h/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234940368705053666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY-h4kEY-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/PksZm4EtQmE/s320/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amount of food yh and her mother ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY-iHoUrzI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FKZ81z8eWGI/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234940372749430578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY-iHoUrzI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FKZ81z8eWGI/s320/32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much we ate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9v5WWtQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mGma6x3bZfw/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234939509922510082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9v5WWtQI/AAAAAAAAAa0/mGma6x3bZfw/s320/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;theses two boys at the dinner were super cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my auntie's sisters sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9wGK4VpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/VlSAwGYKO8A/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234939513364043410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9wGK4VpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/VlSAwGYKO8A/s320/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the small one was so hyper. he literally climbed UP my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9wfDFBsI/AAAAAAAAAbE/QveJK5ImaVk/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234939520042206914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9wfDFBsI/AAAAAAAAAbE/QveJK5ImaVk/s320/28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kick and climb. strong. VERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9wS3N8vI/AAAAAAAAAbM/8UruzpprLg8/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234939516771234546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9wS3N8vI/AAAAAAAAAbM/8UruzpprLg8/s320/29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aunty, cousin, me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9wj5M16I/AAAAAAAAAbU/DKLaDqbCLwM/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234939521342953378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9wj5M16I/AAAAAAAAAbU/DKLaDqbCLwM/s320/30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9QP7tWyI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Dkxk7TO1jg4/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938966228949794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9QP7tWyI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Dkxk7TO1jg4/s320/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mama's birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9QLQXaqI/AAAAAAAAAaU/J5TZX989jzs/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938964973415074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9QLQXaqI/AAAAAAAAAaU/J5TZX989jzs/s320/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and happy birthday to the rest of the kids too, who blew the candles out -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9QWOtb4I/AAAAAAAAAac/OC7X_pebDNQ/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938967919259522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9QWOtb4I/AAAAAAAAAac/OC7X_pebDNQ/s320/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUPER CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9QbNJ5rI/AAAAAAAAAak/vCIOeFzAomk/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938969254913714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9QbNJ5rI/AAAAAAAAAak/vCIOeFzAomk/s320/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my dad's a lousy photographer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my brother and me playing with the 2 boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9Qmlb8LI/AAAAAAAAAas/SnUqrmedW6g/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938972309549234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY9Qmlb8LI/AAAAAAAAAas/SnUqrmedW6g/s320/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kept covering his face with the singlet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8zQGvdTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Tl3StYRjf4Q/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938468059018546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8zQGvdTI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Tl3StYRjf4Q/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;playing sparklers in the car park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8ztokEqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/nSQqYM6j0QI/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938475985506978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8ztokEqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/nSQqYM6j0QI/s320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8z3kPPWI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5FEZXeu3bGQ/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938478651719010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8z3kPPWI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/5FEZXeu3bGQ/s320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my cousin has no childhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8z4snQLI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EPyTn7H3194/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938478955282610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8z4snQLI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/EPyTn7H3194/s320/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my ELDEST cousin has no childhood too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY80NFjD8I/AAAAAAAAAaE/5X8yfEcNcfw/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938484428574658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY80NFjD8I/AAAAAAAAAaE/5X8yfEcNcfw/s320/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jie lianne and me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8aDewe2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/nTVIU1WDRlw/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938035173358434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8aDewe2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/nTVIU1WDRlw/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8aIYpQhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/s3NbygLRInw/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938036489896466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8aIYpQhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/s3NbygLRInw/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an an found sparklers amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8aVzsjAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/yKHvyEIzPVw/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938040093019138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8aVzsjAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/yKHvyEIzPVw/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smoke pollution! where's the environmentalist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8aRFDG1I/AAAAAAAAAZU/WFqA5Vx2Niw/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938038823623506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8aRFDG1I/AAAAAAAAAZU/WFqA5Vx2Niw/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sparkler's sound at the start scared off everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8atvvh1I/AAAAAAAAAZc/WE_SzgYWVoA/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938046518888274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY8atvvh1I/AAAAAAAAAZc/WE_SzgYWVoA/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr hyper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY7mL3f5rI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_SCa4t4mqT0/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234937144071415474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY7mL3f5rI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_SCa4t4mqT0/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a knife, fork, and spoon??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY7mMAU6XI/AAAAAAAAAYc/32Uv3nZ5j6c/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234937144108444018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY7mMAU6XI/AAAAAAAAAYc/32Uv3nZ5j6c/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lunch in school one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY7mJy8LvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/TH0njTnz75U/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234937143515426546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY7mJy8LvI/AAAAAAAAAYk/TH0njTnz75U/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i swear, the biggest pau ever seen. it's like 4 x the normal size!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY7mdHp78I/AAAAAAAAAYs/SJgnq4_t96I/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234937148702584770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY7mdHp78I/AAAAAAAAAYs/SJgnq4_t96I/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY7mntghBI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Fx48V7Rz_bA/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was.. STUDYING???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY63B6367I/AAAAAAAAAXs/Jwc-itGTw5s/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234936333947366322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY63B6367I/AAAAAAAAAXs/Jwc-itGTw5s/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bear bear's creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY63RaAtBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/29p0shxYi4E/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234936338104497170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY63RaAtBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/29p0shxYi4E/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;magic peach turned chrysanthenim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY63VNynWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ezl5TgUmNUs/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234936339126984034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY63VNynWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ezl5TgUmNUs/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mutilated bottle part one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY63eFPo2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/PqPAj78MUzQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234936341507056482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY63eFPo2I/AAAAAAAAAYE/PqPAj78MUzQ/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mutilated bottle part two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY63pj9w7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/3jVOThpoZp0/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234936344588698546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY63pj9w7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/3jVOThpoZp0/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mango with some basil seeds thing. which looks like tad pole eggs. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh look it defies gravity -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-9039957866491991522?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9039957866491991522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=9039957866491991522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/9039957866491991522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/9039957866491991522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-discovered-i-had-mass-of-rubbish.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SKY-h4kEY-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/PksZm4EtQmE/s72-c/31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5497897441944490701</id><published>2008-08-16T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:11:52.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you ain&apos;t gonna break me down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muddaeffs.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay this is the first time im touching my com since the beginning of the week. this week has been C-R-A-P. like totally. one disaster after another. like i wonder if it could get any worse. oh poo. i bloody wanna get an A for my english, but looking how my chinese turned out, i could propably just forget mass comm and jc la. knn. later gotta meet clique to go central clarke quay area to buy prom shit. gahh. LAZY. it's so FAR. RAWR RAWR RAWR. yesterday night went out with jas to study at some orchard road burger king. lol. we ate pepper lunch! i arrived home at twelve thirty. so EARLY. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-5497897441944490701?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5497897441944490701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=5497897441944490701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5497897441944490701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5497897441944490701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-this-is-first-time-im-touching-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-8328604079848280111</id><published>2008-08-09T16:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:50:13.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jxiTCToI/AAAAAAAAAXE/hq4bczwkxDY/s1600-h/IMG_3975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232448044745772674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jxiTCToI/AAAAAAAAAXE/hq4bczwkxDY/s320/IMG_3975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ming wei and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jyBt62LI/AAAAAAAAAXM/No37wheWfZc/s1600-h/IMG_3978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232448053180029106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jyBt62LI/AAAAAAAAAXM/No37wheWfZc/s320/IMG_3978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nana and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jydQNDgI/AAAAAAAAAXU/E9sAZhNlTM8/s1600-h/IMG_3979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232448060571586050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jydQNDgI/AAAAAAAAAXU/E9sAZhNlTM8/s320/IMG_3979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;random?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jyn87wEI/AAAAAAAAAXc/gEfBu2j9fZM/s1600-h/IMG_3982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232448063443550274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jyn87wEI/AAAAAAAAAXc/gEfBu2j9fZM/s320/IMG_3982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jzEMGbgI/AAAAAAAAAXk/4OE5qHi0qOA/s1600-h/IMG_3983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232448071023357442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jzEMGbgI/AAAAAAAAAXk/4OE5qHi0qOA/s320/IMG_3983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stc softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1hpeyazrI/AAAAAAAAAWc/iwwLlXh6Y68/s1600-h/IMG_3957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232445707341450930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1hpeyazrI/AAAAAAAAAWc/iwwLlXh6Y68/s320/IMG_3957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sasha at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1hpx0fPoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ASzdK6hxMqw/s1600-h/IMG_3966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232445712450403970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1hpx0fPoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/ASzdK6hxMqw/s320/IMG_3966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sasha later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1hqXXFKLI/AAAAAAAAAWs/xttee8ii1_k/s1600-h/IMG_3964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232445722527606962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1hqXXFKLI/AAAAAAAAAWs/xttee8ii1_k/s320/IMG_3964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;juniors and senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1hqhPXWLI/AAAAAAAAAW0/N83vKZchKJU/s1600-h/IMG_3973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232445725179599026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1hqhPXWLI/AAAAAAAAAW0/N83vKZchKJU/s320/IMG_3973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ah yuan and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1hqwWJFkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/-iohR7vX9oE/s1600-h/IMG_3974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232445729234556482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1hqwWJFkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/-iohR7vX9oE/s320/IMG_3974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tess and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1dgizMWBI/AAAAAAAAAV0/GrBnTt2AqRI/s1600-h/IMG_3947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232441155753105426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1dgizMWBI/AAAAAAAAAV0/GrBnTt2AqRI/s320/IMG_3947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nat and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1dg9Ozl3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/OcQMBYNvu3s/s1600-h/IMG_3972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232441162848245618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1dg9Ozl3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/OcQMBYNvu3s/s320/IMG_3972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nat AFTER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1dhFQaPGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/PgYBntlu64U/s1600-h/IMG_3952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232441165002456162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1dhFQaPGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/PgYBntlu64U/s320/IMG_3952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ms quek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1dhmh0iXI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OpDNASYS2Z4/s1600-h/IMG_3953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232441173933853042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1dhmh0iXI/AAAAAAAAAWM/OpDNASYS2Z4/s320/IMG_3953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, she DOES smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1diH15yOI/AAAAAAAAAWU/lgOjkBhKhl8/s1600-h/IMG_3967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232441182876453090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1diH15yOI/AAAAAAAAAWU/lgOjkBhKhl8/s320/IMG_3967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's angry again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1bvNBvt_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/uzPkHrP_I28/s1600-h/IMG_3940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232439208583346162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1bvNBvt_I/AAAAAAAAAVM/uzPkHrP_I28/s320/IMG_3940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks junior for my cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1bvbWlamI/AAAAAAAAAVU/uUUf6fhwlVw/s1600-h/IMG_3942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232439212428847714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1bvbWlamI/AAAAAAAAAVU/uUUf6fhwlVw/s320/IMG_3942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1bv8rzk6I/AAAAAAAAAVc/_6HlU73Oz54/s1600-h/IMG_3943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232439221376226210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1bv8rzk6I/AAAAAAAAAVc/_6HlU73Oz54/s320/IMG_3943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1bwF_e_uI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ktOtk6QgNFc/s1600-h/IMG_3945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232439223874682594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1bwF_e_uI/AAAAAAAAAVk/ktOtk6QgNFc/s320/IMG_3945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1bwd0EolI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Z1nSEO4LH2s/s1600-h/IMG_3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232439230269268562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1bwd0EolI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Z1nSEO4LH2s/s320/IMG_3949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ants stealing our food.&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/5906476790013904167-8328604079848280111?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8328604079848280111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=8328604079848280111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8328604079848280111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8328604079848280111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/ming-wei-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1jxiTCToI/AAAAAAAAAXE/hq4bczwkxDY/s72-c/IMG_3975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7394407453904559150</id><published>2008-08-09T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T16:47:59.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1YU2C8EhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/imD5kCmygBU/s1600-h/IMG_3930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232435457202852370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1YU2C8EhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/imD5kCmygBU/s320/IMG_3930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;dinosaur and scallop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1YVVC_MHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HSmoNd_bd08/s1600-h/IMG_3938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232435465524555890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1YVVC_MHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/HSmoNd_bd08/s320/IMG_3938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we had FUN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232435470242573858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1YVmn2biI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Vua_-IH5mV4/s320/IMG_3935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Friends Forever. (what the hell is amanda doing?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1YVxPGmxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/3uldAqJKxI0/s1600-h/IMG_3929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232435473091566354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1YVxPGmxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/3uldAqJKxI0/s320/IMG_3929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SCREWED. UNGLAM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1VrtCiVrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jTZVtjLvgnI/s1600-h/IMG_3921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232432551387354802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1VrtCiVrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jTZVtjLvgnI/s320/IMG_3921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;olympian model. we won second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1Vr8mATHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/tlV8bzAAK1o/s1600-h/IMG_3926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232432555562650738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1Vr8mATHI/AAAAAAAAAUM/tlV8bzAAK1o/s320/IMG_3926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me, smint, jaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1VsQIBqMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/HXvapdAASn4/s1600-h/IMG_3928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232432560805619906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1VsQIBqMI/AAAAAAAAAUU/HXvapdAASn4/s320/IMG_3928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PL and me, and EXTRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1VsigBbmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/RXmb2niy0d4/s1600-h/IMG_3927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232432565738106466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1VsigBbmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/RXmb2niy0d4/s320/IMG_3927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1VtFndoLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/yodhDYR2X1o/s1600-h/IMG_3932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232432575164555442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1VtFndoLI/AAAAAAAAAUk/yodhDYR2X1o/s320/IMG_3932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1Th9kTJcI/AAAAAAAAATc/lI7cEZXwROo/s1600-h/IMG_3913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232430185001985474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1Th9kTJcI/AAAAAAAAATc/lI7cEZXwROo/s320/IMG_3913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and smint. simin acting cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1TiZ7bbuI/AAAAAAAAATk/lYt2eyLbk7c/s1600-h/IMG_3914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232430192615190242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1TiZ7bbuI/AAAAAAAAATk/lYt2eyLbk7c/s320/IMG_3914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jams and sa cheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1TiiHtamI/AAAAAAAAATs/kjhNfyNFsv0/s1600-h/IMG_3915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232430194814184034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1TiiHtamI/AAAAAAAAATs/kjhNfyNFsv0/s320/IMG_3915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PL and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1TjB6ZJaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2Z74nMR04TI/s1600-h/IMG_3917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232430203348264354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1TjB6ZJaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2Z74nMR04TI/s320/IMG_3917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shobs and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1TjtfRpvI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Wz84-kjvUdI/s1600-h/IMG_3919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232430215045687026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1TjtfRpvI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Wz84-kjvUdI/s320/IMG_3919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;evangeline, sw, and me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well this is it for the sports and celebrations. softball will be next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7394407453904559150?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7394407453904559150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7394407453904559150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7394407453904559150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7394407453904559150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/dinosaur-and-scallop.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SJ1YU2C8EhI/AAAAAAAAAUs/imD5kCmygBU/s72-c/IMG_3930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-372662862829471724</id><published>2008-08-09T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T15:38:31.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha okay. well. yesterday was BLOODY FUN. heh. it had two major events, national day celebrations/olympic games and softball farewell. alot of pics taken so i'll split the pics in two posts. heh. oh wells. yesterday was so fun. heh. the games were crazy shit. pfft. tug of war.. i'm proud of our class. we did well. :) good job everybody. the last lake, i nearly had my arm severed off. haha. it got twisted at a weird angle, kena rope burn too. after that, my arm kept shaking. haha. oh wells. sports challenge was fun. mm. for once the LD performance was quite oaky, though i had no idea what it was about. -.- later we had the community bonding shit and it was bloody fun. i started going crazy and pushing people around. i sweat like a pig then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. softball farewell was better than i expected. maybe cos there wasn't anyone to ostracise me. HAHA. ms quek did all the BBQ-ing. we just ate, the lighthouse became infested with ants, cos we spilt alot of stuff. we had to drown all of them. HA. so sadistic.the juniors went crazy later, throwing water at each other, having water fight. lol. even heather's slippers caught thrown up to the roof of the lighthouse! haha. she was damn pissed. the whole team started grabbing tennis balls and footballs and threw it at the show, hoping to throw it down. it was superr funny. standing on chairs and table didn't help. in the end, i tied the dustpan to the broom, stood on the chair and swept it down. lol. heather kept hugging me. funny like hell vivo-ed with idiot and sasha for a while. i kept cwalking and sasha kept whining about it. she's super funny. met sylvia's max and jovi too. HOHO. well enough talk for now. PICTURES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-372662862829471724?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/372662862829471724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=372662862829471724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/372662862829471724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/372662862829471724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/haha-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-3179230932758625860</id><published>2008-08-06T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:08:56.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic button on.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised it's no fun being online now, now that night studies are on, cos apparently no one's online. how surprising. it seems i'm not the only goodu not mugging. oh hell. pfft. todayw was a wasted day. in fact, i'm starting to think that on days that i pontang school, they seem of no use now, cos i actually waste my time. take today for example. i woke at 9, and used to com for a while. just as i was about to settle in on some work, my dad goes " you want go bowling?" and sandra, being me, couldn't say no -.- so off we went. i met ying hui's mum again. -.- and i bowled like crazy. -.- my middle finger hurts like shit now. how ironic. oh joy. by the time i got home was about  3. and i didn't get down to studying till about 6, thereafter i stopped at 7. if i should have been at night study today, i would ahve covered more in the 3 hours than i did today. oh well. got new tons of math to do now. pfft. and chem. gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you o's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i still found time to break at cwalk. gee. i actually cwalked at 10pm last night. crazy shit. today too. even at csc. i tell you, cwalking on the bowling floor with the bowling shoes are the best surface to cwalk. pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-3179230932758625860?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3179230932758625860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=3179230932758625860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3179230932758625860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3179230932758625860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-realised-its-no-fun-being-online.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5210112783881429429</id><published>2008-08-06T10:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:16:48.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='right now one step at the time is love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this few days have been real hectic. gahh staying in school up till late. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;today i didn't go. or rather, i don't think my body could take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;ben's sorta disappeared, i guess he needs his space, i'll just do my stuff myself then. one thing though, gyming's gotta stop soon. oh wells. guess that's all for now. i just am damn sian. rawr. my phone is like useless to me now. no messages coming in. rahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-5210112783881429429?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5210112783881429429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=5210112783881429429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5210112783881429429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5210112783881429429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-few-days-have-been-real-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-3350941171672825678</id><published>2008-08-02T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T03:43:33.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somebody save me. can i depend on you?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's four in the morning and the only thing i seem to be doing is pumping caffeine into me. am i out of my mind. geez. my body clock's all wrong. i should be asleep. damn. i feel like a soldier put at the front line of the war. everyone knows, the frontliners are always the first to die. but what am i dying for? a bunch of textbooks? a bloody dpa into a poly? or a one way ticket to hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the saying "life's a bitch" really fits perfectly to a T. everything moves so slowly, not the pace i want, but the countdown, that's the bitch that keeps shrinking. oh damn, just shoot me. gone with the wind are the times i sat and read, or just rocked to music. yeah i still do that sometimes, in front of math equations staring blankly straight back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you, what do you want from me? don't drag me around the bushes and leave me in its thorns. just say it. dammit. your hints are bloody big, but they're hints and words, i can't substantiate that. god. say it. whatever you want. just clear the air. i don't care what happens with us, be it last time or in the future, all i ask is you that you don't ovetire yourself. you have so many things going on, school, church and two jobs to keep you afloat. you don't wanna admit it but you'll run out of gas someday. don't act strong. i know you. you're stubborn. you don't take care of yourself. please do okay. don't say you want to pick me up from night study or send me to school when you don't even have time for yourself, neither have i seen you since i stopped going to church. stop this absurdity and mystery. your absence and presence is disturbing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning into a hermit now. my social life's dead. i come online at bloody 4 in the morning, all i greet is a ghost of myself in 3 months to come. oh hell, my freedom comes only when i try to master the moonwalk? today i was sick. literally and fugaratively. sick in the stomach. pun intended. i went bowling. it was okay. dad taught my the spin. i don't know. everything seems a blur. i just bowled the damn thing, no satisfaction at hitting the damn pins down. no life. no air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to school. i can't bowl. i can't sleep. i can't msn. i can, but i'll feel guilty. this feels like the time i was with jeff. restricted. very. more, in fact. gahh. i tell people to persevere, but am i breaking down now? you bloody chicken you. no space to fly, or not guts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i blew you off today ben. i went back on my word to gym with you. was sick and down.&lt;br /&gt;oh hell, did i actually give up gyming too? what else next, stranger in the mirror?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle has st mary's funfair this sunday. he's owning the music booth. he wants me to go down and DJ the funfair. should i? screw you, studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad calls me an owl. pfft. i'm just girl with not more life. fuck the free world man. the walls are closing down on me. darkness looms. i'm sinking into a depthless whirlwind of blackness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-3350941171672825678?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3350941171672825678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=3350941171672825678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3350941171672825678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3350941171672825678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-four-in-morning-and-only-thing-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5442558499073513003</id><published>2008-07-31T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:03:06.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye baby.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoo hoo i feel great! i just breaked and i'm super hyper now. man haven't breaked in .. weeks? oh wells, nowi can do baby freeze MUCH better. i can stay up for a few minutes too. now can even move my legs. whoo! okay next i'll try develop the tripod to a handstand. pfft. i forgot 3 step! ohwells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-5442558499073513003?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5442558499073513003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=5442558499073513003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5442558499073513003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5442558499073513003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/whoo-hoo-i-feel-great-i-just-breaked.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-4246053982303012072</id><published>2008-07-31T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:16:17.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all i wanted.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i know i haven't blogged like in ages, but what the hell. nowadays i wished i never got the call from ngee ann, or went for the intereview. it keeps replaying over in my head, over and over. i wished i'd get in. who doesn't. thing is, can i? kapoosh. bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks. studying time has to be doubled.everyone around me is studying. god, are they for real. i guess i'm just not disciplined enough. i really wanna double up and seriously just purge whatever i know out. life is crazy. everday the count down gets lower, and with each passing secons, the blade on my neck swings more precariously every second. just kill me. get it over and done with. damn you, school. damn you, studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my messages have not exceeded. neither has my phone been in use. aside from replying random messages, i ain't got no one to text. it's annoying. my usuals either blow their limit, or are jsut too damn busy. i hate singlehood. damn. right, starting to emo again. f.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss breaking. haven't broke in ages. that's what life steals from you. pfft. that is, if you call this life. right now, it's shit. dung. faeces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-4328178544196557770</id><published>2008-07-30T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:55:18.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sitting in class now. a math. with chee sian here. we are holding a bitching session about the fucking pretty kratos. lol. she's so fucking annoying. cheese was telling me how she always ditched her and stuff. geez. such a bitch exists. she thinks she's bloody pretty who keeps looking at the mirror. hello la, her bird's nest hair so damn ugly, no friends still can ditch cheese. poor cheese. omg. feel bloody pissed now. everyone is so scared of her, she's a bloody prev. stop touching me, or simin, or yourself, for that matter. you gross pig.i may not know you well, but the time i spent with you, you're weird. like seriously. gahh. cheese doesn't deserve a friend like you luhh. pfft.  i don't want to see your face during a math. get lost. RAWR, a math, i'm illegally using the com now and i'm staring at a pink screen. -.- HAW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-4328178544196557770?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4328178544196557770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=4328178544196557770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4328178544196557770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4328178544196557770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-sitting-in-class-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7422462040101705909</id><published>2008-07-29T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:28:18.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got nothing to blog. pfft. lit lecture was okay. i got home late. dpa is stressful. i can't wait. now i feel tired, and i don't know why. i'm blogging in a weird way, i don;t know why. i seem to be writing in a poetic flow, but i don't relly care.&lt;br /&gt;lit analysis is pits, only two in the level got a. you can go and die o's, i hate you. my life is the pits know, i am sad. come back, life, and i shall love you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. thats a CRAP post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7422462040101705909?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7422462040101705909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7422462040101705909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7422462040101705909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7422462040101705909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-got-nothing-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-465538596746431000</id><published>2008-07-27T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:55:40.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caught in suspension.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay since shaggy says my blog and it's so NOT, i shall blog a quickie.&lt;br /&gt;i can't let my blog die lest BEAR will be very happy -.-&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. been really busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;i got a call on thursday from ngee ann, saying that my application for DPA has been shortlisted and i have an interview tmr.&lt;br /&gt;it's sickening they gave it to me over the weekends cos that means ionly have one and a half school days to get things prepared, which is C-R-A-Z-Y.&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh! i'm wasted my friday and my weekend, TOTALLY on DPA. it's like crazy. i really hope i get in. i so want to badly. mass comm, open your doors to sandra!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-465538596746431000?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/465538596746431000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=465538596746431000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/465538596746431000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/465538596746431000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-since-shaggy-says-my-blog-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-5698258546687402843</id><published>2008-07-22T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:53:41.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think it's a miracle. i've attended school for a week. without ponning. woo hoo! HAHA. yea i'm trying to not pon la. trying to make use of whatever available time i have. it struck me today that i only have 89 days. that's not alot. okay. panic button is on. geez. for once today, in chinese, there wasn't noise and shouting, there was actually silence, everyone was studying. and this is freaking me out. i was so tired, i slept. pfft. looks like i'm really gotta buck up. mm. other than that, life was pretty much the same. shankar didn't come so lesson was free and lecture cancelled. big gorilla was making the whole class pissed at her again by saying we were mocking by giving her a "cynical greeting". like wth. everyone was dead man. and she said she didn't deserve it. like hell she doesn't. lousy ass bytch. can't teach for nuts. admire christabel for having the guts to retort the gorilla. woo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;bio had stephanie tryna blow up the lab and kill us all. geez. good luck to her tmr man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suprise. i'm not ponning tmr. downloading some dance vids to my x-fi now. gonna met calvin right about now, to study?? hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-5698258546687402843?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5698258546687402843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=5698258546687402843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5698258546687402843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/5698258546687402843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-its-miracle.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-1509537334336325282</id><published>2008-07-20T21:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:20:56.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;today we went... SHOPPING. yes yes we bought many many clothes and stuff. mostly we just had alot of fun, crapping. what lizardcitis la, and demented elmos, oh gosh, it was just so hilarious. then we started cam whoring in like pepper lunch, when it was dim and all. we were like copying HJP's poses, which turned out oh so gross. HAHA. here were some.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGnOMZR8I/AAAAAAAAASM/Ko8Iz3xdSHo/s1600-h/IMG_3742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225097632318834626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGnOMZR8I/AAAAAAAAASM/Ko8Iz3xdSHo/s320/IMG_3742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;time to eat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGnZanF9I/AAAAAAAAASU/YAFno1rVhBE/s1600-h/IMG_3743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225097635331250130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGnZanF9I/AAAAAAAAASU/YAFno1rVhBE/s320/IMG_3743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SMILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGngqov3I/AAAAAAAAASc/etBNtt48XJ4/s1600-h/IMG_3745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225097637277515634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGngqov3I/AAAAAAAAASc/etBNtt48XJ4/s320/IMG_3745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; FIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGoBxpVXI/AAAAAAAAASk/wTReet7BLOY/s1600-h/IMG_3748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225097646165284210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGoBxpVXI/AAAAAAAAASk/wTReet7BLOY/s320/IMG_3748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VIOLENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGoTls2fI/AAAAAAAAASs/onKkWb5uN3I/s1600-h/IMG_3749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225097650947021298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGoTls2fI/AAAAAAAAASs/onKkWb5uN3I/s320/IMG_3749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FRIENDS AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINFZrLTEKI/AAAAAAAAARk/xbUHKYVDZts/s1600-h/IMG_3751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225096300069064866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINFZrLTEKI/AAAAAAAAARk/xbUHKYVDZts/s320/IMG_3751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EXTRA PARTY -&gt; the pontianak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well apparently, after pepper lunch, having refueled our energy, we were in cam whorig mood. we friggin stood in front of taka, in front of everybody, at the fountain,. which is ALOT, and starting taking retarded pictures. here's proof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINFZjq4MDI/AAAAAAAAARs/u8iVLe744r4/s1600-h/Whatever005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225096298054037554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINFZjq4MDI/AAAAAAAAARs/u8iVLe744r4/s320/Whatever005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the black skinnys with pumps threesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINFZ8k31NI/AAAAAAAAAR0/imMS1iqG3a8/s1600-h/Whatever017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225096304739734738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINFZ8k31NI/AAAAAAAAAR0/imMS1iqG3a8/s320/Whatever017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lizard group and the jungle keeper (huiying)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINFZ4foRhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/tnxUD2nWPrQ/s1600-h/Whatever031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225096303644001810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINFZ4foRhI/AAAAAAAAAR8/tnxUD2nWPrQ/s320/Whatever031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well. simin's feeling a lil' short. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in fact, i couldn't see her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bernice tower, small dingy, sandra tower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINFaNptGaI/AAAAAAAAASE/IMVcQLnfV4A/s1600-h/Whatever057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225096309323405730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINFaNptGaI/AAAAAAAAASE/IMVcQLnfV4A/s320/Whatever057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;obviously bad imitation of simin's kutchipatchi mouth. =3=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINEdx4_2JI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jSVt3sbMm64/s1600-h/Whatever058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225095271079205010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINEdx4_2JI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jSVt3sbMm64/s320/Whatever058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Huiying's favourite, ARMPIT POWER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINEd-stnTI/AAAAAAAAARE/4UfzuXreVZ8/s1600-h/Whatever061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225095274517339442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINEd-stnTI/AAAAAAAAARE/4UfzuXreVZ8/s320/Whatever061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TAKE THAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after satisfying our cam whoring nature, we headed down to far east, for bernice to get her stupid hair extensions. seeing she had 4 bodyguards, who were plain bored, we started cam whoring again. pfft. all these with 2 juniors spying on us outside, though for no apparent reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINEeKCL2hI/AAAAAAAAARM/0Z_m4phc1TE/s1600-h/IMG_3754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225095277560191506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINEeKCL2hI/AAAAAAAAARM/0Z_m4phc1TE/s320/IMG_3754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINEeeW6SWI/AAAAAAAAARU/qTRaZisi1sM/s1600-h/IMG_3755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225095283015829858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINEeeW6SWI/AAAAAAAAARU/qTRaZisi1sM/s320/IMG_3755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't know what they were talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINEeuUytVI/AAAAAAAAARc/j8EgGLKBxvY/s1600-h/IMG_3756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225095287301911890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINEeuUytVI/AAAAAAAAARc/j8EgGLKBxvY/s320/IMG_3756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SIND4k7v9yI/AAAAAAAAAQU/60sVvMItR6k/s1600-h/IMG_3757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225094631945926434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SIND4k7v9yI/AAAAAAAAAQU/60sVvMItR6k/s320/IMG_3757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;irony - angry, yet happy. evil, yet good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SIND47U4hqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ejwBL7FxeDE/s1600-h/IMG_3758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225094637956925090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SIND47U4hqI/AAAAAAAAAQc/ejwBL7FxeDE/s320/IMG_3758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;camwhores/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SIND5I4k6CI/AAAAAAAAAQk/GUj5A4b0Lr4/s1600-h/IMG_3759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225094641596295202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SIND5I4k6CI/AAAAAAAAAQk/GUj5A4b0Lr4/s320/IMG_3759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was tired. -.- so i lay down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SIND5LQaq6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/n8NPNe2TBO4/s1600-h/Whatever091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225094642233158562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SIND5LQaq6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/n8NPNe2TBO4/s320/Whatever091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;toture tray, with the stupid hair, which gives me the creeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feels like i'm in a stupid creepy dollhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SIND5UjPWqI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0H-tetWO1Ys/s1600-h/Whatever092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225094644728027810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SIND5UjPWqI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/0H-tetWO1Ys/s320/Whatever092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proof. it's like an insane hair palace, or a shrine for all the chucky-like dolls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those who watched chucky, would know what i mean.&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/5906476790013904167-1509537334336325282?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1509537334336325282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=1509537334336325282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1509537334336325282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1509537334336325282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-we-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINGnOMZR8I/AAAAAAAAASM/Ko8Iz3xdSHo/s72-c/IMG_3742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-801105026390193761</id><published>2008-07-20T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:49:44.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sorry i haven't been bloggin recently. been busy laaa. for starters, i bought a new pm4 from creative. yay. super happy. i wasted one whole day till 4 am tryna download stuff in, cos it pissed me off. oh wells. i'm still tryna download my vids in. rawr. oh! softball! we played softball for pe! like totally finally man. rawr. OH! and lydia so kindly decorated my ball. it's like my baobei now. i love it. thanks lydia. it's my own personalised ball! whee. next, i have to get a bat! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINCAMGjscI/AAAAAAAAAP0/p0ahIpTZndQ/s1600-h/IMG_3739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225092563696071106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINCAMGjscI/AAAAAAAAAP0/p0ahIpTZndQ/s320/IMG_3739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"me" throwint a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINCAaRRyYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ihcQ5A5HIi8/s1600-h/IMG_3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225092567499131266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINCAaRRyYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ihcQ5A5HIi8/s320/IMG_3741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"me" batting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINCAtf_tYI/AAAAAAAAAQE/L1SkyUy5-y0/s1600-h/Whatever093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225092572661134722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINCAtf_tYI/AAAAAAAAAQE/L1SkyUy5-y0/s320/Whatever093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was walking to westmall, looked up and saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINCAv92swI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rPz3H6z348w/s1600-h/Whatever094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225092573323244290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINCAv92swI/AAAAAAAAAQM/rPz3H6z348w/s320/Whatever094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pretty pretty. i love clouds.&lt;br /&gt;they're such a pure represantation of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-801105026390193761?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/801105026390193761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=801105026390193761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/801105026390193761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/801105026390193761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-sorry-i-havent-been-bloggin-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SINCAMGjscI/AAAAAAAAAP0/p0ahIpTZndQ/s72-c/IMG_3739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-8231870491029108031</id><published>2008-07-17T19:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T19:59:24.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPLPq_AI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bsTN09kKy6c/s1600-h/Whatever065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223949329071012866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPLPq_AI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bsTN09kKy6c/s320/Whatever065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coach!!!! when he's happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPQkFYrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qrA0URa7J_g/s1600-h/Whatever078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223949330498806450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPQkFYrI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qrA0URa7J_g/s320/Whatever078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when he's sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPXMIgcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/dqYT3n4ET8g/s1600-h/Whatever074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223949332277395906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPXMIgcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/dqYT3n4ET8g/s320/Whatever074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;team talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPj0vh-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/xn8y8HJzTvI/s1600-h/Whatever066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223949335668951010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPj0vh-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/xn8y8HJzTvI/s320/Whatever066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tkgs on the defensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPsMgp-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/SaQhm1eTgW4/s1600-h/Whatever068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223949337916123106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPsMgp-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/SaQhm1eTgW4/s320/Whatever068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STC on the offensive. (coach extra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8xUxxaVwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/__DHmhEvY5A/s1600-h/Whatever075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223948325800793858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8xUxxaVwI/AAAAAAAAAOk/__DHmhEvY5A/s320/Whatever075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STC SOFTBALL RAHH RAHH RAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8xVBj7KvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/c4jDVVKATqo/s1600-h/Whatever076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223948330039192306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8xVBj7KvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/c4jDVVKATqo/s320/Whatever076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the benchwarmers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they just sat there and cam whored, scream and drink redbull and 100plus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8xVCC9UAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/wEJ1HspPEH0/s1600-h/Whatever081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223948330169356290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8xVCC9UAI/AAAAAAAAAO0/wEJ1HspPEH0/s320/Whatever081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they eventually grew too fat they broke tk's bench -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8xVT3o4pI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pFEoya4x7a0/s1600-h/Whatever071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223948334953718418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8xVT3o4pI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pFEoya4x7a0/s320/Whatever071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;umpire, tkgs catcher, stc batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8xVgPk5EI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ERz52rwQKeU/s1600-h/Whatever084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223948338275345474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8xVgPk5EI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ERz52rwQKeU/s320/Whatever084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umpire, stc catcher, tkgs batter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is cooler? lmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8wMwVBqCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/rJQc4DfXH8o/s1600-h/Whatever080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223947088462719010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8wMwVBqCI/AAAAAAAAAOE/rJQc4DfXH8o/s320/Whatever080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who is better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TKGS pitcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8wNO6dObI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CZ4mYKeWB74/s1600-h/Whatever083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223947096672778674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8wNO6dObI/AAAAAAAAAOM/CZ4mYKeWB74/s320/Whatever083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; or STC pitcher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8wNSnwm4I/AAAAAAAAAOU/tf9_D-Mg9Ig/s1600-h/Whatever073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223947097668098946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8wNSnwm4I/AAAAAAAAAOU/tf9_D-Mg9Ig/s320/Whatever073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STC batter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8wNVhvNYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4b3jI3ZM1Pg/s1600-h/Whatever082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223947098448147842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8wNVhvNYI/AAAAAAAAAOc/4b3jI3ZM1Pg/s320/Whatever082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or TKGS batter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8uS7faAUI/AAAAAAAAANc/SvzpY67y9tE/s1600-h/Whatever070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223944995515007298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8uS7faAUI/AAAAAAAAANc/SvzpY67y9tE/s320/Whatever070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STC batter in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8uTPot1FI/AAAAAAAAANk/KFc-GwYHGY4/s1600-h/Whatever085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223945000922764370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8uTPot1FI/AAAAAAAAANk/KFc-GwYHGY4/s320/Whatever085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STC catcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8uTfAdgkI/AAAAAAAAANs/Ux69zv5xYMg/s1600-h/Whatever086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223945005048889922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8uTfAdgkI/AAAAAAAAANs/Ux69zv5xYMg/s320/Whatever086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't know what the hell cass was doing, hugging her legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8uTWvnvgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Qm93HcY_1YI/s1600-h/Whatever087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223945002830773762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8uTWvnvgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Qm93HcY_1YI/s320/Whatever087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't know what the hell heather was doing either, doing bench squats???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8uTt5F7DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ya-uxsUkajk/s1600-h/Whatever088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223945009044515890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8uTt5F7DI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Ya-uxsUkajk/s320/Whatever088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;end of game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good game, buck up c div. it's just but one game, which you played really well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good on you. keep it up! gambatte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-8231870491029108031?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8231870491029108031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=8231870491029108031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8231870491029108031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8231870491029108031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/coach-when-hes-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8yPLPq_AI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bsTN09kKy6c/s72-c/Whatever065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-2121404366734689498</id><published>2008-07-17T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:12:26.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was a very long day. rawr. alright. short update. today was mock spa. for skill three. oh well.s i was bored. so i took pictures, at the risk of karen leong seeing luh. lmao.anyway ss was damn funny. we were supposed to do like source based but we kept crapping with mrs tham. lol. she kept saying she was hoping to be pregnant due to abdominal pains, but we kept saying she had appendicitis instead. scared her shitless. funny. math was revolting as usual. llk is a damn GOOD teacher. ended up playing gay wen's psp instead. lol. i sucked badly at whatever i was playing. -.-&lt;br /&gt;after school rushed down to tkgs for c div's softball match. it was funny cos. the juniors were really damn hyped up. they were fed with red bull and 100 plus. there was seriously like 4 cartons. and they were damn high. -.- they were all so cam whoring that in the middle of the picture, the bench broke!! haah it was super funny. lmao. mm. sasha didn't even know i came down till much later. rawr. pfft. anyways, it was a damn close fight, but we lost to them by one point, which has NEVER happened before. good, considering tkgs is a really strong team where alot of national softballers come from. alot of funny pictures. later. the bus ride home took two effing hours. pissed the shit out of me. remind me never to go katong ever again. some idiot kept whining over practically nothing too. ass. gonna go eat now. chow time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8rvPBbfbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/TBvWOBA6AWY/s1600-h/Whatever029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223942183259438514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8rvPBbfbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/TBvWOBA6AWY/s320/Whatever029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the decoulourised leadt with iodine poised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8rvHb46HI/AAAAAAAAANE/xY1d472pC18/s1600-h/Whatever064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223942181222934642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8rvHb46HI/AAAAAAAAANE/xY1d472pC18/s320/Whatever064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the stained end product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8rvc8T04I/AAAAAAAAANM/XuorfrK4ovE/s1600-h/Whatever017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223942186996061058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8rvc8T04I/AAAAAAAAANM/XuorfrK4ovE/s320/Whatever017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the penguin egg dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8rvsckTvI/AAAAAAAAANU/Sp13QlRC9XI/s1600-h/Whatever062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223942191157890802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8rvsckTvI/AAAAAAAAANU/Sp13QlRC9XI/s320/Whatever062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this stupid lama is supposed to be...ME?? -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-2121404366734689498?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2121404366734689498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=2121404366734689498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2121404366734689498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2121404366734689498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-very-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SH8rvPBbfbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/TBvWOBA6AWY/s72-c/Whatever029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-8735833448493049596</id><published>2008-07-16T11:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:44:58.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god bless our souls. dammit.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well again i didn't go to school again. and this time, i wan't really too happy about it. i think i've come to realise that ponning does make me miss school after all. geez. sigh. later have to go for the bloody appointment thing. oh greatt. mum's bringing me. as if last night's blow up wasn't big enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yea yea go cry man. i'm getting very sick and tired of your antics already. man. buck the shit up. maybe if you open your eyes, you'll see that it's your attitude that makes kor not wanna talk to you, maybe it's you that daddy goes to thailand for business often. and don't come preach to me, nor find my support. i'm neutral okay, but you're starting to really piss me off by your "you are all against me, i'm so alone" woebegon speech. continue to do so, then stop the damn hell lamenting that we're closer to dad than we are to you, cos its friggin true. dad's like our friend we can relate too. hell, he even listens to some of our songs and makes an effort to do what we do. you? act like an emperess in the damn house, like we owe you a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get pissed cos we don't listen to you, like you think we should. oh scrap that, all that comes out of your mouth is reproachful, like we must listen to you. dang. like take that DPA day for instance.you did nothing to help me while dad was helping me put the application together. you don't do nothing, you sit and shut your mouth. don't go on about i don't want you to take this course, i don't want you to take that course, i know cos i'm in the commercial world. man, you ain't got nothing productive to say, don't. cos it ain't much help. it's just ordering words, show me actions, like dad, maybe i'll listen then.you're not used to me and kor being able to resist your ideals and stuff, i understand that. you're so used to being the motor mouth, spokeperson for our lives. well you know what, enough. we're big enough, we can form our own opinions. we know you ain't happy at losing your power, but, so be it. that's life man.get a grip and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you keep harping on the past and you blame us for not making you happy? you cry and you whine, just like a little girl, you run to your brothers for coverage, from us monsters. we're so devilish we're out of control. but think, hello, why can me, kor, dad live so peacefully together huh? why can we get along well? why can't you? you always wanna try and break us and dad up, like you don't like us being close to him. man. what for? geez. i can't understand you sometimes, jealous over little minute things, coming up with the most ridiculous speculations over trivial stuff. please, reflect. we've tried accomadating you since your illness last year man. but each time we give an eel, you take an inch. you've squeezed us dry of all our compassion, care and love. the rest is really up to you. we tried to bridge the gap, but it's always you who is sinking it into the bottomless dark sea. we're trying to help, ourselves and you, but you're not even helping yourself. how do you expect us to? you're not entirely innocent in this, and you know that. you expect us to be at your beck and call when yuo come back from work, saying it's the least we can do. hello. we have school too. we have a life. we got our own work, own shit to do. must we serve you like an emperess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the dirty job of handling you like a child is left to dad, he has to be patient and accomodate you because me and kor have given up. you're okay sometimes but sometimes just really childish and annoying. dad does so much for you but you don't seem to ever be grateful, ever seem to appreciate it, you just take advantage and take and take, like you're a dictator. stop that, please. and stop putting daddy down man, at least he's trying. not like you're that indispensable anyways. i know that you have a "oh so depressive" condition, but maybe if you start to change your friggin' thinking about things, maybe you'll find that life isn't that hard after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bloody hell gonna bring my earphones later and drown out the sound of your voice, the dreariness of this effing world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-8735833448493049596?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8735833448493049596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=8735833448493049596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8735833448493049596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8735833448493049596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-again-i-didnt-go-to-school-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-4292415547433171866</id><published>2008-07-15T23:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:51:46.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck the free world.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay i'm back again. and now my mum is giving me an effing pep talk again, one of her bloody breakdown shit. and thanks, my brother and maid went to sleep, dad's away in thailand, so guess who has to take the rap?&lt;br /&gt;argh geez. enough about her. more candid pictures taken today. i need to destress. i so need to go to the gym, lose weight, and punch the shitload out of me right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHzENT-Pv_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/yqTZazOSBCM/s1600-h/Whatever005+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223265400821628914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHzENT-Pv_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/yqTZazOSBCM/s320/Whatever005+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chee sian kept sneezing cos she missed QQ too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHzENV3X8cI/AAAAAAAAAMc/-Qlp1emYiH4/s1600-h/Whatever017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223265401329676738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHzENV3X8cI/AAAAAAAAAMc/-Qlp1emYiH4/s320/Whatever017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too engrossed in her book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHzENtkOD3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/RR1DMvxPtGo/s1600-h/Whatever029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223265407691788146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHzENtkOD3I/AAAAAAAAAMk/RR1DMvxPtGo/s320/Whatever029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;housewife sleeping AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHzEN8ITUbI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3N6Og0JZRME/s1600-h/Whatever061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223265411601224114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHzEN8ITUbI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3N6Og0JZRME/s320/Whatever061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally bought my new wristbands after bowling today. whee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it's BLACK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now i can go break properly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-4292415547433171866?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4292415547433171866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=4292415547433171866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4292415547433171866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4292415547433171866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-im-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHzENT-Pv_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/yqTZazOSBCM/s72-c/Whatever005+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-729593293625235783</id><published>2008-07-15T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:22:00.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so i&apos;m single again. now what?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. today's a day that's nearly over, tomorrow, another brighter day begins. school was okay today. somehow i'm actually getting into the momentum of school. if that ain't crazy, i don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;AHEM was being FREAKY today; i swear i'll start to run now wheneever i see her. even christabel is megally scared of her. go figure. HAHA. it's also becos of her, i dropped my cam, and gay wen and jeanie's phone spoil! lol. i can't stand her bloody pervetic smile! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bowling with ben after chinese listening. okay i thought it was bad at first, then okay. but i'm not gonna think about it no more so please don't ask me. bowlign was fun. overall i won ben, of course, but certain points we were neck to neck. by the fifth game, my hands were tired. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight,confirmed what has been playing on my mind the last two weeks. maybe  i just didn't see the point of talking things out, since you wanted me to wait. but now i know i shan't. life is busy, far too busy.if studies mean so much to you, then by all means, go ahead. i don't wanna hold you back. and no don't feel sorry. cos i gave us up a long time ago. good luck with your life. good luck with your exams or whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-729593293625235783?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/729593293625235783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=729593293625235783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/729593293625235783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/729593293625235783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/well_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-6263334466419413770</id><published>2008-07-14T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:05:48.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222489747795668226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoCwXR67QI/AAAAAAAAAME/Q8GQrbW8SiI/s320/Whatever001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is just sick. gross. whoever did this is an idiot. thanks for making my cute bears into something tacky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-6263334466419413770?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6263334466419413770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=6263334466419413770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/6263334466419413770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/6263334466419413770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-just-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoCwXR67QI/AAAAAAAAAME/Q8GQrbW8SiI/s72-c/Whatever001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7090277548454276479</id><published>2008-07-14T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:04:15.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well. today i am hungry. HAHA. i decided to pon school. so OH WELLS. blood y chinese listening tomorrow. sucky shit. RAWR. i'm HUNGRY. and i'mma gonna make everyone else hungry too! pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgOiIUAI/AAAAAAAAALU/DK3W6-_py-8/s1600-h/Whatever005.jpg"&gt;pictures!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222488371058200578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgOiIUAI/AAAAAAAAALU/DK3W6-_py-8/s320/Whatever005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cadbury popping candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgEPO6qI/AAAAAAAAALc/Yhx9V6g4j2k/s1600-h/Whatever008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222488368294587042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgEPO6qI/AAAAAAAAALc/Yhx9V6g4j2k/s320/Whatever008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these big bag of chips could last you.. one week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgczYVZI/AAAAAAAAALk/qH-mmk8CdYQ/s1600-h/Whatever010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222488374888650130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgczYVZI/AAAAAAAAALk/qH-mmk8CdYQ/s320/Whatever010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mammee factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgbXOpWI/AAAAAAAAALs/3twjJFJJiwM/s1600-h/Whatever011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222488374502139234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgbXOpWI/AAAAAAAAALs/3twjJFJJiwM/s320/Whatever011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgdTFxJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/lQCkSIBUadM/s1600-h/Whatever012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222488375021651090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgdTFxJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/lQCkSIBUadM/s320/Whatever012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chocoholic anonymous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7090277548454276479?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7090277548454276479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7090277548454276479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7090277548454276479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7090277548454276479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHoBgOiIUAI/AAAAAAAAALU/DK3W6-_py-8/s72-c/Whatever005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-4438880172915089910</id><published>2008-07-13T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:08:37.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was a fun fun day. lalala. well well i was SUPPOSED to be studying. but ended up, i felt like bowling, so i asked daddy to go bowling with me. he said yes. then ben asked my to go bowling too. uh oh. problem. HAHA. then smart ole me said we'll play together. and that's just what we did. i had mega fun. somehow today i was really in the mood and i bowled pretty well, if i say so myself. HA. mm. pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8-fUr5hI/AAAAAAAAAKE/n_nA0yGT-oM/s1600-h/IMG_3719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222483393403151890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8-fUr5hI/AAAAAAAAAKE/n_nA0yGT-oM/s320/IMG_3719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dad teaching ben some bowling shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he says " shoot the bugger!" lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8-g5FqpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/n3_kEALD0Bg/s1600-h/IMG_3720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222483393824270994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8-g5FqpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/n3_kEALD0Bg/s320/IMG_3720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like father, like daughter. same scores! 94!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this was a good game for both of us too! either i spared or striked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dad scored 2 turkeys straight (6 strikes) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8-9P7w0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/4-o0a2gmHkM/s1600-h/IMG_3721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222483401436283714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8-9P7w0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/4-o0a2gmHkM/s320/IMG_3721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dad kicked my sorry ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8_G8mGlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/L_nCZGPIhOo/s1600-h/IMG_3727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222483404039526994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8_G8mGlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/L_nCZGPIhOo/s320/IMG_3727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i kicked his right back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8_ncPGlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/l0SX1e4Shcw/s1600-h/IMG_3729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222483412762171986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8_ncPGlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/l0SX1e4Shcw/s320/IMG_3729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall score! sandra - 1033.  spares - 17  strikes - 18 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-4438880172915089910?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4438880172915089910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=4438880172915089910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4438880172915089910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4438880172915089910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-was-fun-fun-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn8-fUr5hI/AAAAAAAAAKE/n_nA0yGT-oM/s72-c/IMG_3719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-8148181737805602687</id><published>2008-07-13T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:19:11.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;uncle walter came to watch us bowl. so after ben left, we went to chill. it was funny hearing him call uncle w "gorilla" and he called dad " buffalo". lol. he kept saying they were having "animal talk". funny like hell. we just sat and ate and ate. -.- thank god i'm going gyming tomorrow. geez.i'm growing fat. -.-&lt;br /&gt;went home and cloud fixation kicked back in again. it was nearly night fall. so i looked out the window, and BEAUTIFUL. see for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_66uHhfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/GZT6wCO6224/s1600-h/IMG_3712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222486630572983794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_66uHhfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/GZT6wCO6224/s320/IMG_3712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_7D3hWzI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dPiA_P-mUIk/s1600-h/IMG_3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222486633028344626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_7D3hWzI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dPiA_P-mUIk/s320/IMG_3713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_7SHVXaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/eoIc6xTaAyQ/s1600-h/IMG_3714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222486636852764066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_7SHVXaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/eoIc6xTaAyQ/s320/IMG_3714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_7nTnobI/AAAAAAAAALE/x7LR6HCkeT0/s1600-h/IMG_3715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222486642541437362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_7nTnobI/AAAAAAAAALE/x7LR6HCkeT0/s320/IMG_3715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love this. the different blend of colours. beyootiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_73hXU1I/AAAAAAAAALM/tUM_2RwLu7g/s1600-h/IMG_3716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222486646894056274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_73hXU1I/AAAAAAAAALM/tUM_2RwLu7g/s320/IMG_3716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;artistic shot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-8148181737805602687?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8148181737805602687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=8148181737805602687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8148181737805602687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8148181737805602687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/uncle-walter-came-to-watch-us-bowl.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHn_66uHhfI/AAAAAAAAAKs/GZT6wCO6224/s72-c/IMG_3712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-226766522842819140</id><published>2008-07-12T13:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:22:13.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t you think we&apos;re drifting?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHA! i love candid shots of friends! lol. so today shall be candid moments! i'm so gonna get whacked by the respective people. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhZ8xPh5lI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Xf9NgUJKeD0/s1600-h/Whatever058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222022668481586770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhZ8xPh5lI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Xf9NgUJKeD0/s320/Whatever058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"sisi de neiku" bending horribly low to suck her caramel something shit using the minute green straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhZ80_FYFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sXnUWahZ_bc/s1600-h/Whatever062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222022669486350418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhZ80_FYFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sXnUWahZ_bc/s320/Whatever062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sylvia aka housewife having a powernap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhGoSSY0dI/AAAAAAAAAJE/amAJQKTlP-g/s1600-h/Whatever001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhGoQfTEjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZAJ6aVOEUHg/s1600-h/Whatever057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222001425371042354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhGoQfTEjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZAJ6aVOEUHg/s320/Whatever057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tan ying hui aka pest with some horribly green disgusting drink. avocado i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she keeps saying" it's nice, very sweet, try try try!" NO WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhGohOJf_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/iu0VBIrK2js/s1600-h/Whatever061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222001429862514674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhGohOJf_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/iu0VBIrK2js/s320/Whatever061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she doesn't know i'm taking picture but she keeps staring at me! RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhGouQaMvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/--ROLu1sr6Y/s1600-h/Whatever063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222001433361658610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhGouQaMvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/--ROLu1sr6Y/s320/Whatever063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some girls in class decided to bully the bears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one playing the hero, the other, commiting suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhGo2xlamI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MU8gq-I2Vf4/s1600-h/Whatever035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222001435648289378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhGo2xlamI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MU8gq-I2Vf4/s320/Whatever035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gui shang shen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-226766522842819140?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/226766522842819140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=226766522842819140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/226766522842819140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/226766522842819140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/hahaha-i-love-candid-shots-of-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHhZ8xPh5lI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Xf9NgUJKeD0/s72-c/Whatever058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7533649525216381351</id><published>2008-07-09T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:27:05.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='softball love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think it's one of those days where i start emoing again. haha. and i miss softball. like really really. not touching the bat and ball for nearly half a year! oh wells. i just content myself with past photos then. grrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7h3zhXkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/V69Po9C_vPE/s1600-h/softball+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220863321131015746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7h3zhXkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/V69Po9C_vPE/s320/softball+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STC SOFTBALL RAHH RAHH RAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7idlIPrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Qu4wtSJu1-Q/s1600-h/stc+softball+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220863331271196338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7idlIPrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Qu4wtSJu1-Q/s320/stc+softball+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;us 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7ib1jxSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2l6fl5UhYmI/s1600-h/Whatever041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220863330803238178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7ib1jxSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2l6fl5UhYmI/s320/Whatever041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7ililPKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/U7hDXHs99JY/s1600-h/Whatever042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220863333407997090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7ililPKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/U7hDXHs99JY/s320/Whatever042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;softball is LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7i2iOsaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3G-StZNaAdg/s1600-h/014+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220863337969922466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7i2iOsaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/3G-StZNaAdg/s320/014+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sy sandra heather.&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/5906476790013904167-7533649525216381351?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7533649525216381351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7533649525216381351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7533649525216381351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7533649525216381351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-its-one-of-those-days-where-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHQ7h3zhXkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/V69Po9C_vPE/s72-c/softball+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-1877945682091055918</id><published>2008-07-09T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:34:53.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate life.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today i didn't go to school. mm. i slept till 9 + i think. oh wells. woke up with a ache  on my back (did too many backswipes yesterday) my left arm is rather weak too. like its lost his energy. one thing's for sure, i can't break today, or dee will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe yesterday was funny cos i was showing my dad the baby freeze and tripod stand. then i showed my mum again when she came back. only thing, i lowered myself on the floor too fast and i knocked my head on the ground. the loud "kok" sound scared my mum and she half cried half laughed. damn funny. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how i did for math and bio paper 2, not like i know cos i didn't go to school.-.-&lt;br /&gt;now would be the free a math period and i'd have wasted my time, had i gone to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and dee, i finished your ben and jerry's already! it was yummy! thank yoU! see you later dee! rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poly experience thingy on friday. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;should i go for DPA? *faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-1877945682091055918?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1877945682091055918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=1877945682091055918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1877945682091055918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1877945682091055918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-today-i-didnt-go-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-254068786436055980</id><published>2008-07-07T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:09:07.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mm. i spent yesterday watching online movies. lol. i watched  you don;t mess with the zohan and harold and kumar escape from guantano bay. both were hilarious. lol. the latter was quite porn though. ^.^ well, it was m18 after all. keke.&lt;br /&gt;then i went csc with family, played bowling and pool. aite man. i beat my bro's ass in bowling. for once. whee. my dad's thinking of signing up for the gym thing, but it's damn ex. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was wasted again. supposed to study (supposed being the keyword) but ended up sleeping.-.- then woke and watched break dancing videos online till now. rawr. anyways he's having his stats exam in 50 mins so good luck dee you can do it. jy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what the heck i'm gonna do now but yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-254068786436055980?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/254068786436055980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=254068786436055980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/254068786436055980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/254068786436055980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/mm.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-8634287499103659188</id><published>2008-07-06T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:17:42.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;these two are seperate from breaking.&lt;br /&gt;they're like dance freestyle combined with breaking.&lt;br /&gt;can incorporate into freestyling luhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC3UdX7EEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JPsCE4TquxE/s1600-h/IMG_3676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219873530232639554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC3UdX7EEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JPsCE4TquxE/s320/IMG_3676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do the 6-step, switch your leg and collapse down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC3UvDIRRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zJo3hfgexm4/s1600-h/IMG_3683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219873534977262866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC3UvDIRRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zJo3hfgexm4/s320/IMG_3683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;start from standing up, sweep both sides of arms, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and go down. this is what you should get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-8634287499103659188?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8634287499103659188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=8634287499103659188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8634287499103659188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8634287499103659188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/these-two-are-seperate-from-breaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC3UdX7EEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JPsCE4TquxE/s72-c/IMG_3676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-88071352268256867</id><published>2008-07-06T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:12:04.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, since dee put up pictures of him breaking (i'm angry at you dee, for doing an air freeze!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i decided to break too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, my arms, legs and pectoral muscles were kinda aching cos i went gyming yesterday and bowling and pool today. but yea. i did what i could, though i think i over exerted my left muscle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1O6EqbII/AAAAAAAAAHk/jlKJMplWZfA/s1600-h/IMG_3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219871235834014850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1O6EqbII/AAAAAAAAAHk/jlKJMplWZfA/s320/IMG_3671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the 6-step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1PK6HFLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Yrhr6ej9-X0/s1600-h/IMG_3675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219871240353158322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1PK6HFLI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Yrhr6ej9-X0/s320/IMG_3675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the basic swipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1PTtO8II/AAAAAAAAAH0/5Vgvyzwxcgk/s1600-h/IMG_3684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219871242715066498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1PTtO8II/AAAAAAAAAH0/5Vgvyzwxcgk/s320/IMG_3684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby freeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1PvDmMCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wN6_1Un9v04/s1600-h/IMG_3686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219871250056622114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1PvDmMCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wN6_1Un9v04/s320/IMG_3686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ready..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1P1IeVII/AAAAAAAAAIE/40GfpNvApoA/s1600-h/IMG_3687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219871251687691394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1P1IeVII/AAAAAAAAAIE/40GfpNvApoA/s320/IMG_3687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go! a 1 second hanstand. lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh wells. i'm gonna try doing airchair, windmills, one leg swipe and proper HANDSTANDS! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just learnt the 4-step, 5-step, the glide and the up-down (boom kat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-88071352268256867?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/88071352268256867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=88071352268256867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/88071352268256867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/88071352268256867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-since-dee-put-up-pictures-of-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SHC1O6EqbII/AAAAAAAAAHk/jlKJMplWZfA/s72-c/IMG_3671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-4200924542141308039</id><published>2008-07-06T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T01:01:21.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SG-oh-UaZXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Pz1y13DO4gE/s1600-h/P1020152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219575794763457906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SG-oh-UaZXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Pz1y13DO4gE/s320/P1020152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SG-oiB9Ob7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/T2wQ_vztNx8/s1600-h/P1020154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219575795739946930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SG-oiB9Ob7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/T2wQ_vztNx8/s320/P1020154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SG-oiUxhigI/AAAAAAAAAHc/72enFyZN9Q4/s1600-h/P1020155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219575800791140866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SG-oiUxhigI/AAAAAAAAAHc/72enFyZN9Q4/s320/P1020155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whee. Breakdance. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Air freeze&lt;br /&gt;2. Chair (weird)&lt;br /&gt;3. Headstand (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-4200924542141308039?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4200924542141308039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=4200924542141308039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4200924542141308039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/4200924542141308039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SG-oh-UaZXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Pz1y13DO4gE/s72-c/P1020152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7667101156562163275</id><published>2008-07-05T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:06:19.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back. didn't really feel like blogging lately, or rather, too busy.&lt;br /&gt;heh. anyways, prelims are over and i feel ike i'm free. suddenly i so do not want to get back into the studying mood. i've been spending alot of time tryna learn to break. i finally managed the baby freeze. but not the bloody handstand. mm oh wellss&lt;br /&gt;my arms and legs are hurting like crap cos of yesterday. pe was superr duperr strenous and after that,i went for gyming. i did leg strides, which made me sweat like a pig. built up my muscles for my hand. happy i managed a 47 kg for my leg reps. oh wells. then went bowling. i hope i can improve more. tao pao-ed subway home and watched definately maybe. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;bored now. just done with editing my youtube vids.&lt;br /&gt;later gonna watch hancock later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7667101156562163275?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7667101156562163275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7667101156562163275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7667101156562163275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7667101156562163275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-1717286030203577638</id><published>2008-07-02T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:34:19.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeahness. today is the official end of prelims. bye bye! HAHA. bio was.. i don't know.. easy?? i think it's either damn easy or i screwed up all my facts till i anyhow throw dice pick answer? hurr. mr ng was staring at my paper cos 10 mins into the paper, i was already at like question 34. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;mrs leong scolded zita and slyvia cos they were really throwing dice for answer man. damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, headed down to town with simin. went to lido to watch get smart. well, we went to change first la. then we smuggled food in! the theatre was damn big, but no one. haha. throughtout the movie, when someone laughed, they so sounded like victoria and abigail. haha. funny man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that we went to slack at starbucks. gahh. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to sleep. but ended up breaking. geez. was learning some moves online, nearly broke my hand while trying it out. lols. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't eat lunch. again. rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-1717286030203577638?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1717286030203577638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=1717286030203577638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1717286030203577638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1717286030203577638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/yeahness.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-2543073923030384304</id><published>2008-07-01T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:09:35.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first week one day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, it was a dream, but it was real dee (:&lt;br /&gt;hope you had funn!&lt;br /&gt;the ben and jerry's ice cream you bought for me nearly didn't last the ride home. heh. it's recovering in the freezer now. thank you so much dee.&lt;br /&gt;you're asleep now. do have a good rest. don't worry too much yea? it's okay.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-2526739284237731905</id><published>2008-07-01T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T18:28:58.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today still feels like a dream~~ Iloveyouudarl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-2526739284237731905?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2526739284237731905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=2526739284237731905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2526739284237731905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2526739284237731905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-still-feels-like-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-8732642439829196990</id><published>2008-06-30T17:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:41:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGio6uVW6II/AAAAAAAAAGM/eYH4mZr3WtA/s1600-h/IMG_3613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217605895132211330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGio6uVW6II/AAAAAAAAAGM/eYH4mZr3WtA/s320/IMG_3613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cool new packaging for ribena, sparkling. i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGio65g2ZVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GA9GIX09Ewc/s1600-h/IMG_3600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217605898133202258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGio65g2ZVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GA9GIX09Ewc/s320/IMG_3600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sweet addiction. pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGio7N206EI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HlNwNXy4eWU/s1600-h/IMG_3582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217605903594088514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGio7N206EI/AAAAAAAAAGc/HlNwNXy4eWU/s320/IMG_3582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hurr hurr. my chocolate collection. bear. don't be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGio7lL6kyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-1LfeHJsrIQ/s1600-h/IMG_3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217605909856555810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGio7lL6kyI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-1LfeHJsrIQ/s320/IMG_3606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;little did i know this ominous clouds were a sign that today would suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay anyways, i promised dee and isaac and ben to not emo, so i shan't&lt;br /&gt;emo about life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i took pictures. yes bear, i took out majority of my collection and pictured it. you can see for yourself. LMAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;grr. later gonna go study,. i wanna bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dee, i just want ya to know even if i hang out with guys, as i usually do, you have my assurance and don't have the need to be jealous aite. and and, exam stress is gonna be over soon, and we can resume where we were. till wednesday, do take care aite. &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/5906476790013904167-8732642439829196990?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8732642439829196990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=8732642439829196990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8732642439829196990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8732642439829196990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/cool-new-packaging-for-ribena-sparkling.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGio6uVW6II/AAAAAAAAAGM/eYH4mZr3WtA/s72-c/IMG_3613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-2877282003242321344</id><published>2008-06-30T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:23:48.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today was the shittest day ever. i'm sorrt dee, i know it's supposed to be a happy occasion. but seriously. its GAHH. well dee, now that orals are over, i do feel much better. heh. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;mm. i'm tired. anyways, replies to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dee: i don't emo as often as you do la. (you shouldn't anyways, now at least) but i don't know. maybe it's the exam stress. or smt. just don't see the meaning of life anymore. but yea well. life still has to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;grace: so how's your ballet thingy and the hours after with him?&lt;br /&gt;and what's wrong with me and dee?lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;simin: nah your blog is emo enough, but i just suddenly felt like life was so.. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;bear would probably get what i mean, cos she saw what i saw in philippines. just pure happiness, amongst poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;simin: the nigga post, like i said was random. and yes, it could be tom robinson's great grand grand child or smt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shaggy, bear and simin: the chicky is cute, but not simin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;bear: HAHA. you take lit, raise standard? LMAO. shankar shure give you 25/25 one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;pearlyn: yes yes thanks for the very exclaimy filled tag, very nice of you. thank you. and,. i'm not silly! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-2877282003242321344?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2877282003242321344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=2877282003242321344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2877282003242321344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/2877282003242321344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-today-was-shittest-day-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-8364251156102602366</id><published>2008-06-28T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:33:39.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGWvZ2rlU1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/h2r9Vh0mc3I/s1600-h/IMG_3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216768602088493906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGWvZ2rlU1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/h2r9Vh0mc3I/s320/IMG_3479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like clouds who are supposed to be white and fluffy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you see dark cumulous clouds slowly engulfing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;light versus dark. who wins? looks like dark is reigning the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodbye, life. hello rat race. hello, pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life - happiness becomes being sucked dry. enter into the life of the rich and famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-8364251156102602366?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8364251156102602366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=8364251156102602366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8364251156102602366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8364251156102602366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/like-clouds-who-are-supposed-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGWvZ2rlU1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/h2r9Vh0mc3I/s72-c/IMG_3479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-7921757101849243420</id><published>2008-06-28T11:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:20:58.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pessimist temperamental emoing stupid girl'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boredd. reading mds is shat. i want to give up already. so many more acts. *faints* i shouldn't even bother. think i'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;dee is like having school from 9-5? wth. you suck, school. he's not concentrating! dee, concentrate! RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. going swimming later. i've given up on studies. phuck them. simin's right.&lt;br /&gt;they ain't &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; waste 20+ of your life for shit? study? to get a job later?&lt;br /&gt;no thanks. i'd rather go live in countries like philippines, go back to payatas. you'll see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;true meaning of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;true meaning of happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;no money, no pain, no backstabbing,no rat race, no damn psps and what fancy shit we have.&lt;/span&gt; christ, &lt;strong&gt;if we even get our fancy butts out of the country to some poverty-sticken ones, not milan or america, maybe we'll find real truth. not gucci bags, armani clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;damn, give those poor kids a pair of bells, they smile and sing for the rest of the week. a bell. just a bell. that's all you need. us? heck, give a spoilt 8 yr old an iphone. see if he'll be happy 3 months down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;feeling damn shit now. where's home? this? here? yea, right, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not in a thousand years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i was scaring dee yesterday by being all pessimist, by saying i wanna die, disappear from the face of the world. go back to daddy god. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not like i'll be missed here. it'll probably be a shit load better life for everyone. no more troubles from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gahh. i still think it's&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if i actually had guts, i'd jump. but jumping is for cowards. so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: dee, i know its not friday or tuesday and i can't emo. so yea, you can punish me then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-7921757101849243420?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7921757101849243420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=7921757101849243420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7921757101849243420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/7921757101849243420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/boredd.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-1961068048535791095</id><published>2008-06-27T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T18:43:20.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss biceps according to ben'/><title type='text'>pictures overdued,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDxVNt2nI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lyls6S8fVpE/s1600-h/IMG_3547%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216509520677558898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDxVNt2nI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lyls6S8fVpE/s320/IMG_3547%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the picture i promised simin. doesn't look like her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDxy6rreI/AAAAAAAAAFk/U12jA65LFxo/s1600-h/IMG_3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216509528650788322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDxy6rreI/AAAAAAAAAFk/U12jA65LFxo/s320/IMG_3567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the 3 bars of choc i bought. heh. bear says i'll be fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDyP2gH3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/N58h35OiS2g/s1600-h/IMG_3572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216509536417881970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDyP2gH3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/N58h35OiS2g/s320/IMG_3572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i finally thrashed ben. and i was just warming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDyZs_YOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sUGQSWQPIqc/s1600-h/IMG_3574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216509539062341858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDyZs_YOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sUGQSWQPIqc/s320/IMG_3574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn stupid ugly candid shot of him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*shhh, don't tell him. he thinks i didn't get anything*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDyq5HPWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/B1UACxXnBkk/s1600-h/IMG_3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216509543676591458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDyq5HPWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/B1UACxXnBkk/s320/IMG_3573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;final score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gtg fly now. movie now! RAWR.&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/5906476790013904167-1961068048535791095?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1961068048535791095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=1961068048535791095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1961068048535791095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/1961068048535791095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/pictures-overdued.html' title='pictures overdued,'/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SGTDxVNt2nI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lyls6S8fVpE/s72-c/IMG_3547%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-3213870813165985695</id><published>2008-06-27T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T18:32:51.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. so i'm gonna post a damn quick post. i have 5 mins. before i go and watch wanted, rawr. oh wells. math was totally screwed. but not like i cared. i kinda expected it so yea. i did my best by at least knowing my formulas.  oh wells. what was with question 9 man? EVERYONE left that blank. geeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, rushed home. supposed to like meet ben for gyming session at csc. ended up i was damn early. so, i went to break first. yeah but i stopped early cos dee was very worried i break my wrist. HEH. i'm sorry to worry you, dee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then anyways, the gym is damn damn nice, in fact, the place is frigging nice. it's like.. wow. they even got swimming pool, play pool, normal pool and lazy river! how cool is that? this will be my new hang out, yo! the gym was..darn cool. i so loved the locker room! and the showers were very grand. i'm gonna be gyming there more man, most prob with ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played 5 rounds of bowling. 2 round wwas the shittest i ever played. 3,4.5 was the most fun. my average was 5th was each turn hit at least 8. whoots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm back, gonna watch wanted. sorry, dee. i din't ask you first. (:&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna bounce now. pictures later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-3213870813165985695?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3213870813165985695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=3213870813165985695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3213870813165985695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/3213870813165985695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-8928292668010973025</id><published>2008-06-26T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:01:16.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another random post. was still boredd. so. was listening to "100 years" by plies. it's damn funnyy.&lt;br /&gt;ps: the lyrics is damn crass and vulgar. if you're a devout of sorts, DON'T LOOK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the number of times Plies raps" nigga" : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Intro]My&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; nigga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e'erytime  I think this shit gettin' rough out here for me my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just remind myself dog Monday through Friday homie... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin' dog... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;niggas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the court room 'round the country my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fightin' for they muhfuckin' lives dog... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The crackers bannin' &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;niggas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e'eryday my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nigga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Verse 1]My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen Cracker banned my lil' &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he was se'enteen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Young &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; don't even know what all that time mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pussy ass crackers done shattered my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nigga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They holl'in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; showed up in court on my dog and did his thang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nigga&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;now I got to bust his brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nigga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; woulda did me my dog'd do the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His lady callin' me cryin' and now I feel her pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tired of losin' all my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;niggas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the chain gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In thirty minutes a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nigga&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;whole life can change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cracker over sentencing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;niggas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when this shit gon' change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this like only the intro and verse? HAHA. he calls his homie "dog" too. like. err.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh wells. it's just a rapper thang. so. oh wells. it's just damn funny. dark humour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-8928292668010973025?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8928292668010973025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=8928292668010973025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8928292668010973025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/8928292668010973025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-random-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5906476790013904167.post-647426676737468888</id><published>2008-06-26T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T16:52:25.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee! i'm back! haha. well i'm happy. not that prelims is over. it's not. -.- it sucks like hell. grr.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thank god its just math tmr, if it was heavy subjects like today, i swear i would have killed myself.&lt;br /&gt;then good luck to you, dee. that is, if you even bother. tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. history was okay la. just kicking myself for not doing half of one source based till last min. i know how to do but no time! rawr. oh wells. bio was... -.- better than chem, I HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained home. bought 3 big bars of chocolate. LOL. i'm so gonna like get fat? sylvia bought something.. interesting. haha today is her "lucky" day. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like slacking now? whee. don't know what d is doing now. he just finished class, last i heard. rawr. yippie! wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies, fly away. you suck. anyways, softball got nationals today.. i THINK. sasha said geylang meth. ithink. oh wells. i'm such a blur person. okay, sasha, you can stop bullying me. i promise i'll come down for your match after prelims aite? and don't pinch me. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace and simin mentioned me in their post. should i feel honoured? oh wells. i shall return the favor.&lt;br /&gt;grace, don't give up completely, your meetings with ---. as it is you guys al meet very lil'. maybe cut down a bit lo, but do'n't completely stop.&lt;br /&gt;and simin, thanks for the song change. why no "miss invisible"? HAHA. i still hate yellow. banana muruku. horrible drink. i think it's probably illegal? i better contact MOH. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5906476790013904167-647426676737468888?l=shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/feeds/647426676737468888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5906476790013904167&amp;postID=647426676737468888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/647426676737468888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5906476790013904167/posts/default/647426676737468888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shotgun-rockerlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/whee-im-back-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12763094111119036876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GYa7nDuqIEU/SPAtTTk-k8I/AAAAAAAAAh4/HARR39moxNY/S220/DSC00046.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
