<?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-4254031032034885348</id><updated>2012-01-28T03:06:01.097-08:00</updated><category term='freedom force'/><title type='text'>Frankly speaking...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>83</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3599589444829511707</id><published>2009-06-21T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T06:36:12.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I absolutely CANNOT blog about my daily life. After the Teacher's Day post, I got loazy and stopped doing it. Really, I can't. I'm much more content bullshitting about whatever that pops up in my head. Have a run through what's going on in my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Flight of the Conchords! :D&lt;br /&gt;-Foux Du Fafa(Oh ho!! Baguette!!)&lt;br /&gt;-The Rhymenoceres and the Hiphopopotamus(mm...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steve...&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;-Friends(If you break my dick I won't break your balls...)&lt;br /&gt;-KOREAN KARAOKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Franz Ferdinand&lt;br /&gt;-The whole damn Tonight: Franz Ferdinand album. That's baby-making music, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Muse&lt;br /&gt;-SEPTEMBER! SEPTEMBER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bradley Cooper&lt;br /&gt;-He is HOT in The Midnight Meat Train and Yes Man. Well, mainly because of his hair. I didn't like his hair in The Hangover(a must watch movie for me! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. More Bradley Cooper&lt;br /&gt;-Even his name SOUNDS hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Even More Bradley Cooper&lt;br /&gt;-And did I mention his stubble??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3599589444829511707?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3599589444829511707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3599589444829511707' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3599589444829511707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3599589444829511707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-absolutely-cannot-blog-about-my-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3417756299811478317</id><published>2009-06-21T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T05:38:21.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I uploaded lots of new songs into my iPod! So many that I exchanged my iPod Nano for a Mini. YES, this Mini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sj4pf0cVEsI/AAAAAAAAATw/d6EByw5wjD0/s1600-h/ipod+mini+green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sj4pf0cVEsI/AAAAAAAAATw/d6EByw5wjD0/s320/ipod+mini+green.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349759033992876738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know, right? It still has a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;colourless&lt;/span&gt; screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Steve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3417756299811478317?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3417756299811478317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3417756299811478317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3417756299811478317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3417756299811478317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-uploaded-lots-of-new-songs-into-my.html' title=''/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sj4pf0cVEsI/AAAAAAAAATw/d6EByw5wjD0/s72-c/ipod+mini+green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-6553427664668347935</id><published>2009-06-03T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T03:22:25.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pass the quiz to 10 ppl that you wish to know how they feel about you&lt;br /&gt;1.Yi Jing&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;...who else??&lt;br /&gt;2.Angeline Ng&lt;br /&gt;3.Ghee Ken&lt;br /&gt;4.Liiyung&lt;br /&gt;5.Bao Jin&lt;br /&gt;6.Florence&lt;br /&gt;7.Darren :)&lt;br /&gt;8.Jo Li&lt;br /&gt;9.Josephine&lt;br /&gt;10.Kimberly Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What do you think about the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;Darren? CUTEST GUY ON EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.who is no.7 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt; He's having a relationship with his guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.who is no.9 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Er...McFly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.if no.9 &amp;amp; 1 are together,will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;Unless they're lesbians, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.what about no.1 &amp;amp; 5?&lt;br /&gt;Don't think they've met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.what is no.3 studying&lt;br /&gt;Scrabble :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.when was the last time you chatted with no.6&lt;br /&gt;A looong time ago D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Does no.8 have any cousin(s) in his/her school.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, Jo...do you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.will u woo no.8?&lt;br /&gt;YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.how about no.4?&lt;br /&gt;Ehh...I don't think we'd feel very comfortable about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.does no.2 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Yeppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.how did you get to know about no.3?&lt;br /&gt;2Batai! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.No.4?&lt;br /&gt;Dude, since we were seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.no.7?&lt;br /&gt;Math tuition, since we were 9. He was and STILL is the cutest guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.no.2?&lt;br /&gt;Just briefly saw each other since we were 10. I REALLY got to know her this year, and I don't regret it at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.where does no.1 live at?&lt;br /&gt;Bukit Jelutong(is that spelled right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.how did you get to know no.10?&lt;br /&gt;What...did you fall off the face of earth? Met in kindergarten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.is no.5 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;YES!!! Ahahahaha! Nahh, she's just incredibly cute and sweet and an ABSOLUTE guttermouth... ;]...kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-6553427664668347935?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/6553427664668347935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=6553427664668347935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6553427664668347935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6553427664668347935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/06/pass-quiz-to-10-ppl-that-you-wish-to.html' title=''/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3322252649558105504</id><published>2009-05-29T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:48:30.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDaA8c9bRI/AAAAAAAAATo/MFzzHc2lzvk/s1600-h/DSCN0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDU9ah_0OI/AAAAAAAAAS4/mrpaUqbWWdY/s320/DSCN0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341503309620433122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDU8xhb1QI/AAAAAAAAASw/cxtZIiPIA3M/s1600-h/DSCN0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDU8xhb1QI/AAAAAAAAASw/cxtZIiPIA3M/s320/DSCN0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341503298612221186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to treat this like a real blog. Writing down what REALLY happened today and not crap about other things instead. So what happened today??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Teacher's Day in school today. I didn't want to go, but my book marks for English were at stake unless I hand in my comprehension exercise book. So I went. And then I arrived. Jing arrived at around the same time as me too, come to that. So we walked upstairs. And did you know that I seriousl&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDU8hEDeZI/AAAAAAAAASo/_sy-bJAQ0Xs/s1600-h/DSCN0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDU8hEDeZI/AAAAAAAAASo/_sy-bJAQ0Xs/s320/DSCN0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341503294194022802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y, seriously swear that the Form Ones are getting shorter every year. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian was already there with Jon Zhen and Shafiq, poring over their KGT's, so nothing much. I whipped out my camera and snapped photos like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_yXDvsi-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/7EiAIn2hjkY/s1600-h/DSCN0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_yXDvsi-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/7EiAIn2hjkY/s320/DSCN0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341254161040968674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Grace came later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_yXQWg0CI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bO99noqGebs/s1600-h/DSCN0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_yXQWg0CI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bO99noqGebs/s320/DSCN0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341254164425003042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ahahaha!!! My very 'imaginative' friend, Angeline!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_yXnFkHxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pPK7DEmTWCc/s1600-h/DSCN0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_yXnFkHxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pPK7DEmTWCc/s320/DSCN0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341254170527932178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Grace sure as hell moves quick...O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Soon, Jing had to go down to call her mum and to tell her about the stray RM50 note on the seat of the car, so I followed her downstairs all the while keeping my right hand in my pocket and my left hand curled into a suspicious looking fist. Why? I had painted my nails black the night before...O_O OH EM GEE! RULEBREAKER! Ahahaha...Anyway, we came back upstairs and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngam-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngam&lt;/span&gt; at that time, Grace and Voon Pang came, so we all walked back to class. Voon Pang was carrying this suspiciously huge paper bag. This was what it contained:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_yX_HZNKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lr6HYOBQJGo/s1600-h/DSCN0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_yX_HZNKI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lr6HYOBQJGo/s320/DSCN0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341254176978056354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEO UNIFORM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, in typical "ShaLynn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jakun&lt;/span&gt;" fashion, naturally we catcalled and whooped as this poor girl hurriedly puts on her heels. Yi Jing so wisely says about Voon Pang's heels, "I wanna chase Voon Pang and see how she runs in her heels! :P "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_yYR_LjdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QV05407cngs/s1600-h/DSCN0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_yYR_LjdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QV05407cngs/s320/DSCN0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341254182043880914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, she looks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;good in her Leo uniform. I don't mean to sound like a perverted freak, but...THAT'S TIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_2u9GSySI/AAAAAAAAAQA/MfOcAIg-ReU/s1600-h/DSCN0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_2u9GSySI/AAAAAAAAAQA/MfOcAIg-ReU/s320/DSCN0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341258969620072738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_2vB0wghI/AAAAAAAAAQI/CRrEgTh9J4c/s1600-h/DSCN0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_2vB0wghI/AAAAAAAAAQI/CRrEgTh9J4c/s320/DSCN0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341258970888700434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Well Dressed Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_2vtNT3nI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wq-S38fKS3c/s1600-h/DSCN0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_2vtNT3nI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wq-S38fKS3c/s320/DSCN0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341258982534405746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_2v22H5BI/AAAAAAAAAQY/PM-FHItcK1Q/s1600-h/DSCN0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_2v22H5BI/AAAAAAAAAQY/PM-FHItcK1Q/s320/DSCN0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341258985121506322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_2wKriyNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/4IE0LA7KsQc/s1600-h/DSCN0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Sh_2wKriyNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/4IE0LA7KsQc/s320/DSCN0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341258990445840594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Voon Pang was still putting on her tie when Adrian and everybody else were doing the KGT thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDKy1nZbqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/q_2HibFqd2A/s1600-h/DSCN0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDKy1nZbqI/AAAAAAAAAQo/q_2HibFqd2A/s320/DSCN0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341492132796001954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't ask me how Zhi Wen got in to the picture. "So..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we had to go down to the Pavilion for a special assembly. Same old, same old, usual speeches and stuff. Ugh, could the Datin be any more slower in her speech. I corrected her throughout her whole speech though :) by finishing her sentences with "Bullshit" or "Bullshat" or "Boshite". This garnered many giggles. Not much, really. Teachers sang a song, la-dee-da. Then we all trooped back to class to play Chow Tai Ti, Heart Attack and jam to my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDKzUY9Z4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/sI4lSaDXJB0/s1600-h/DSCN0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDKzUY9Z4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/sI4lSaDXJB0/s320/DSCN0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341492141056944002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jon Zhen! Or as Grace so affectionately calls him, "J.Z!!" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDKzrkXOcI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/EKekBCdIm7A/s1600-h/DSCN0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDKzrkXOcI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/EKekBCdIm7A/s320/DSCN0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341492147278789058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;GRAAAACEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDK0CvUnII/AAAAAAAAARA/DseQYdkGgZk/s1600-h/DSCN0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDK0CvUnII/AAAAAAAAARA/DseQYdkGgZk/s320/DSCN0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341492153498770562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know how some bimbo bloggers tend to give names to their best friends or close friends or shit? Well, I'm very tempted to call Adrian here,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bear-bear &lt;/span&gt;just for the pleasure of humiliating him. &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDK0R1Ek1I/AAAAAAAAARI/RNBHRX3uLpE/s1600-h/DSCN0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDK0R1Ek1I/AAAAAAAAARI/RNBHRX3uLpE/s320/DSCN0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341492157549417298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BEAR-BEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDPDL-TOYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qM0V57QdP0I/s1600-h/DSCN0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDPDL-TOYI/AAAAAAAAARQ/qM0V57QdP0I/s320/DSCN0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341496811722062210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chow Tai Ti: The staple card game of all (most) Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDPDlXLZmI/AAAAAAAAARY/JGEyqF0c0yY/s1600-h/DSCN0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDPDlXLZmI/AAAAAAAAARY/JGEyqF0c0yY/s320/DSCN0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341496818537293410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Think I was belting The Killers at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDPECAzN9I/AAAAAAAAARg/5VDW_uazhUk/s1600-h/DSCN0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDPECAzN9I/AAAAAAAAARg/5VDW_uazhUk/s320/DSCN0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341496826228062162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDPEXldP6I/AAAAAAAAARo/7Z1kUIfyPv4/s1600-h/DSCN0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDPEXldP6I/AAAAAAAAARo/7Z1kUIfyPv4/s320/DSCN0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341496832018956194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDPE_mdNPI/AAAAAAAAARw/tN3hczy7GYk/s1600-h/DSCN0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDPE_mdNPI/AAAAAAAAARw/tN3hczy7GYk/s320/DSCN0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341496842760566002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CHOA TAI TI! The staple card game of all Chinese. Well, most anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDSO6qXCrI/AAAAAAAAAR4/B5r3Nrs2QPo/s1600-h/DSCN0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDSO6qXCrI/AAAAAAAAAR4/B5r3Nrs2QPo/s320/DSCN0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341500311768337074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Zhong Yuen stowing away in 3 Batai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDSPbG39dI/AAAAAAAAASA/19XmV1dbCvE/s1600-h/DSCN0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDSPbG39dI/AAAAAAAAASA/19XmV1dbCvE/s320/DSCN0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341500320477869522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See? Black nails! And a Zhong Yuen interested in an iPod Mini D: !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDSPniRQ4I/AAAAAAAAASI/qPsquXH5RpM/s1600-h/DSCN0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDSPniRQ4I/AAAAAAAAASI/qPsquXH5RpM/s320/DSCN0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341500323813999490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDSQCSkuMI/AAAAAAAAASQ/6V1wQd6oc8g/s1600-h/DSCN0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDSQCSkuMI/AAAAAAAAASQ/6V1wQd6oc8g/s320/DSCN0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341500330995923138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDSQRZyp7I/AAAAAAAAASY/JKwvCi3N9h8/s1600-h/DSCN0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDSQRZyp7I/AAAAAAAAASY/JKwvCi3N9h8/s320/DSCN0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341500335052728242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;DARREN!! MY...uh...[insert humiliating name here]!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDU8XEC3oI/AAAAAAAAASg/KAddqPKsELo/s1600-h/DSCN0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDU8XEC3oI/AAAAAAAAASg/KAddqPKsELo/s320/DSCN0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341503291509628546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[Insert humiliating name here] is fooling around with me bottle for no apparent reason!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. This is not a complete post. Please come back as I will edit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3322252649558105504?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3322252649558105504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3322252649558105504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3322252649558105504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3322252649558105504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-to-treat-this-like-real-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SiDaA8c9bRI/AAAAAAAAATo/MFzzHc2lzvk/s72-c/DSCN0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-867408149885809539</id><published>2009-05-29T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:09:31.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has a new album coming out at the end of summer, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck trying to compete with Muse, boys(and girl)!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-867408149885809539?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/867408149885809539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=867408149885809539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/867408149885809539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/867408149885809539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/05/paramore-has-new-album-coming-out-at.html' title=''/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-8590236899851947005</id><published>2009-05-09T23:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:07:35.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad just let one rip in the &lt;strike&gt;House of God&lt;/strike&gt;  House of Internet, Computers and All Things Technologically Holy. Attempts to search for a piece of cloth or anything worth filtering the air are have proven futile. I am gagging and choking slowly to my inevitable olfactory demise. I think I smell some bodily-processed cucumbers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-8590236899851947005?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/8590236899851947005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=8590236899851947005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8590236899851947005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8590236899851947005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/05/dad-just-let-one-rip-in-house-of-god.html' title=''/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3931208947199589833</id><published>2009-05-01T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:49:19.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry At Its Best</title><content type='html'>Poems are like this,&lt;br /&gt;They have no rhythm or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the supposedly&lt;br /&gt;Good poems anyway.&lt;br /&gt;These supposedly good poems&lt;br /&gt;Are like broken up sentences.&lt;br /&gt;This blog post is nought,&lt;br /&gt;But the sentences broken up&lt;br /&gt;To make it look very deep and poetic.&lt;br /&gt;Also, poems like these...&lt;br /&gt;They don't care for punctuation.&lt;br /&gt;See how at the start of every sentence&lt;br /&gt;The first letter has been capitalized,&lt;br /&gt;Even when it's NOT supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Capitalized.&lt;br /&gt;I can go on like this all day&lt;br /&gt;And sound very deep and soulful in my words.&lt;br /&gt;With poems like these,&lt;br /&gt;Who says it's necessary for them to rhyme?&lt;br /&gt;Poems can be about anything,&lt;br /&gt;I figured.&lt;br /&gt;Just get your damned inspiration&lt;br /&gt;From the first thing you see.&lt;br /&gt;Tulips! Pencils! Telephones!&lt;br /&gt;Magnets! And whatever miscellaneous objects.&lt;br /&gt;Poems like these,&lt;br /&gt;They also have verses with just a&lt;br /&gt;Word.&lt;br /&gt;See what I&lt;br /&gt;Mean?&lt;br /&gt;Poems written in this fashion,&lt;br /&gt;are pointless.&lt;br /&gt;And very much ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;Unless someone can point out its&lt;br /&gt;Unridiculousness,&lt;br /&gt;I take back what I say.&lt;br /&gt;Quoting a message tee,&lt;br /&gt;"Shakespeare hates&lt;br /&gt;  Your emo poems."&lt;br /&gt;The emo poems are along the lines,&lt;br /&gt;Of this format.&lt;br /&gt;I have something better&lt;br /&gt;To do now.&lt;br /&gt;So I will leave and not linger&lt;br /&gt;Upon&lt;br /&gt;This subject any longer.&lt;br /&gt;Good bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3931208947199589833?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3931208947199589833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3931208947199589833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3931208947199589833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3931208947199589833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/05/poetry-at-its-best.html' title='Poetry At Its Best'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-8347752105037083362</id><published>2009-04-30T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:34:31.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sincerest Apologies.</title><content type='html'>Ah, my sincerest apologies for leaving this blog as 'dead'. However, rest assured that there will be updates sporadically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sporadically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-8347752105037083362?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/8347752105037083362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=8347752105037083362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8347752105037083362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8347752105037083362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/04/sincerest-apologies.html' title='Sincerest Apologies.'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3953868047317890163</id><published>2009-03-20T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:45:42.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Misquotations #3</title><content type='html'>This was not an accidental wordplay. Nay, it was a pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was talking to a friend. He was making puns. And I replied, "Yeesh. I don't like nut puns. Don't ever let me cashew making one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geddit?!?=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, it isn't so funny now that it's being published, but in the good words of Kimberley Tan:&lt;br /&gt;*gigglegigglesnortsnort*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3953868047317890163?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3953868047317890163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3953868047317890163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3953868047317890163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3953868047317890163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/03/misquotations-3.html' title='Misquotations #3'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7828900795954164301</id><published>2009-03-16T06:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:27:01.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>Here is an excerpt from a Wikipedia article on Muse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As of February 2, 2009 Muse has already made it into the studio and begun recording at least one song for their upcoming album. On microcuts.net, a news headline has stated that the album is slated for a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; release"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect! By the time PMR is over, I can rush over to the nearest Rock Corner and get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, if you want to save me the trouble and money...*ahem*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7828900795954164301?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7828900795954164301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7828900795954164301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7828900795954164301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7828900795954164301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally.html' title='FINALLY!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-1915440495233650856</id><published>2009-03-16T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T05:42:40.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Went Off To See...KitaroLiveInGenting!</title><content type='html'>I did, really. I did catch Kitaro live in Genting. For someone who looks like a hermit, he certainly has a lot of pent-up energy. My favourite bit was when the management requested that everybody put away their cameras and other recording devices for the enjoyment of others. And would you know it, barely 5 minutes into the concert, everbody whipped out their handphones, camcorders, cameras and snapped away like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I love Malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-1915440495233650856?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/1915440495233650856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=1915440495233650856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1915440495233650856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1915440495233650856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-went-off-to-seekitaroliveingenting.html' title='I Went Off To See...KitaroLiveInGenting!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-6377264631284022283</id><published>2009-03-09T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T06:02:12.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand At Haiku #2</title><content type='html'>The hols are over,&lt;br /&gt;My giblets are quivering,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-6377264631284022283?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/6377264631284022283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=6377264631284022283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6377264631284022283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6377264631284022283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/03/hand-at-haiku-2.html' title='Hand At Haiku #2'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7249849017219472746</id><published>2009-03-06T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:23:37.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misquotations #2</title><content type='html'>On the way to school, it got really quiet in the car with mum. As we were driving, we whizzed past the recently opened Giant Hypermarket in Kota Damansara. In a lame attempt to make small talk, I said this, "Giant is really big, eh?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7249849017219472746?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7249849017219472746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7249849017219472746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7249849017219472746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7249849017219472746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/03/misquotations-2.html' title='Misquotations #2'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3947624621199383053</id><published>2009-03-06T01:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:21:52.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misquotations #1</title><content type='html'>This may be one of my new series of blog posts...Okay, maybe NOT series, but there'll be some posts with the title, "Misquotations #2/3/4..." and so on and so forth. So, this is my "Misquotations" series, when sometimes you really need to think before you speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, on with the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during class, this huge-as bee came flying through the window. Naturally, this would cause some pandemonium especially among the girls and the more rowdier boys whose interest is to shoot it down. As class monitor*ahem*, I felt it my duty to keep order in the class. I got up and yelled, "Everybody calm down! Leave it alone and it won't harm you! Please! Leave it &lt;strong&gt;BEE&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(An average "Misquotations" post will be something like that involving really weird wordplay.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3947624621199383053?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3947624621199383053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3947624621199383053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3947624621199383053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3947624621199383053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/03/misquotations-1.html' title='Misquotations #1'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-2239695511534285142</id><published>2009-02-15T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T06:08:18.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairytale Endings Aren't Real. They Exist To Give Us Fantasies That Will Never Come True. . .And Subsequently Break Our Hearts.</title><content type='html'>*giggle*Sorry...couldn't resist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-2239695511534285142?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/2239695511534285142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=2239695511534285142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2239695511534285142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2239695511534285142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/fairytale-endings-arent-real-they-exist.html' title='Fairytale Endings Aren&apos;t Real. They Exist To Give Us Fantasies That Will Never Come True. . .And Subsequently Break Our Hearts.'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-5196152646255949991</id><published>2009-02-15T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T06:06:01.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mathematics of Life</title><content type='html'>Give me 3 days to recover from a sore-throat,&lt;br /&gt;One sleepover with a best friend,&lt;br /&gt;And one outing with two best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get?&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;A sore-throat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-5196152646255949991?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/5196152646255949991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=5196152646255949991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/5196152646255949991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/5196152646255949991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/mathematics-of-life.html' title='The Mathematics of Life'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7397669739429100948</id><published>2009-02-14T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:28:37.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greeting from Sha Lynn's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still waiting for Senor Cockroach(that's Siew Keong to you!)to come 0ut from under the bed. He's hiding there like the snivelly little coward he is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7397669739429100948?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7397669739429100948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7397669739429100948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7397669739429100948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7397669739429100948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/greeting-from-sha-lynns-house.html' title=''/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-2932292756383106212</id><published>2009-02-12T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T04:43:02.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Google Staff Are Mean</title><content type='html'>*clackety-clackety-clack*&lt;br /&gt;Your search - &lt;b&gt;"wooden gift wrapper organizer"&lt;/b&gt; - did not match any documents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="p"  style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Did you mean: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.my/images?gbv=2&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=hBOUSb-LGYfQ6gPq1fn4CA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=spell&amp;amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;q=%22wooden+gift+wrap+organizer%22&amp;amp;spell=1" class="p"&gt;"wooden gift &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;wrap&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; organizer"&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*clicks on "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wooden gift &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wrap&lt;/span&gt; organizer&lt;/span&gt;"*&lt;/p&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;Your search - &lt;b&gt;"wooden gift wrap organizer"&lt;/b&gt; - did not match any documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh why do you torture me so, Google Image Search?&lt;br /&gt;How have you known that I had to do my Living Skills documentation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-2932292756383106212?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/2932292756383106212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=2932292756383106212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2932292756383106212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2932292756383106212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-google-staff-are-mean.html' title='You Google Staff Are Mean'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-934842286654072998</id><published>2009-02-12T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T04:13:47.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colourful Terms for the Colourful Student</title><content type='html'>In an effort to prevent myself from using curse words like damn, shit and in more extreme cases, f-[expletive], I, with help from Yi Jing, have come up with a list of more colourful and cute terms so as not to set fire to your neighbour and his cat with such foul-mouthed...ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colourful, Cute, Curses(CCC to you):&lt;br /&gt;Darn&lt;br /&gt;Smokes!&lt;br /&gt;Stoo-pard&lt;br /&gt;Piffles&lt;br /&gt;Snerk!&lt;br /&gt;Purpley-blue!&lt;br /&gt;Peaches and cream!(fine, Kenneth Parcell helped a bit, too...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you have it. Can't say that it's rather clever nor cute. But, as a good neighbour, I believe it's my absolute duty to not set fire to the neighbour and his cat with my foul-mouthed...ness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-934842286654072998?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/934842286654072998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=934842286654072998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/934842286654072998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/934842286654072998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/colourful-terms-for-colourful-student.html' title='Colourful Terms for the Colourful Student'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-6657691727768368334</id><published>2009-02-12T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T06:14:51.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Endless Possibilites of A BM Karangan.</title><content type='html'>So I was surfing the internet a lil', poking around here and there...watching Scrubs videos on YouTube(or as Beatrice so aptly puts it:KamuTube) and so on and so forth. I didn't know what the hell I was typing on Google, but I came across this BM essay in some website. Said to be the best BM essay ever and most likely will earn a definite 'A' for UPSR. This essay was written by a prodigal 10 year old and goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;       Pagi itu pagi minggu. Cuaca cukup sejuk sehingga mencapai takat suhu beku. Sebab itu saya tidak mandi pagi sebab air kolah jadi air batu dan air paip tidak mahu keluar sebab beku di dalam batang paip. Pagi itu saya bersarapan dengan keluarga di dalam unggun api kerana tidak tahan sejuk. Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya menemaninya ke pasar. Tetapi saya tidak mahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Selepas emak menikam perut saya berkali-kali dengan garfu barulah saya bersetuju untuk mengikutnya. Kami berjalan sejauh 120 kilometer kerana pasar itu letaknya 128 kilometer dari rumah. Lagi 8 kilometer nak sampai pasar saya ternampak sebuah lori kontena meluru dengan laju dari arah belakang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Dia melanggar emak saya. Emak saya tercampak ke dalam gaung. Dia menjerit “Adoi!”. Lepas itu emak saya naik semula dan mengejar lori tersebut. Saya pun turut berlari di belakang emak saya kerana takut emak saya melanggar lori itu pula. Pemandu lori itu nampak kami mengejarnya. Dia pun memecut lebih laju iaitu sama dengan kelajuan cahaya. Kami pula terpaksa mengejar dengan lebih laju iaitu sama dengan dua kali ganda kelajuan cahaya. Emak saya dapat menerajang tayar depan lori itu. Lori itu terbabas dan melanggar pembahagi jalan lalu bertembung dengan sebuah feri. Feri itu terbelah dua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Penumpang feri itu yang seramai 100 orang semuanya mati. Pemandu feri itu sangat marah. Dia pun bertukar menjadi Ultraman dan mem&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt; pemandu lori. Pemandu lori menekan butang khas di dalam lori dia..lori itu bertukar menjadi robot Transformer. Mereka bergaduh di udara. Emak saya tidak puas hati. Dia pun terus menyewa sebuah helikopter di Genting&lt;br /&gt;Highlands dan terus ke tempat kemalangan. Dia melanggar pemandu feri yang telah bertukar menjadi Ultraman itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Pemandu feri itu terkejut dan terus bertukar menjadi pemandu feri semula lalu terhempas ke jalanraya. Pemandu feri itu pecah. Pemandu lori sangat takut melihat kejadian itu. Dia meminta maaf dari emak saya. Dia menghulurkan tangan ingin bersalam. Tetapi emak saya masih marah. Dia menyendengkan helikopternya dan mengerat tangan pemandu lori itu dengan kipas helikopter. Pemandu lori itu menjerit “Adoi..!” dan jatuh ke bumi. Emak say menghantar helikopter itu ke Genting Highlands. Bila dia balik ke tempat kejadian, dia terus memukul pemandu lori itu dengan beg tangannya sambil memarahi pemandu lori itu di dalam bahasa Inggeris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Pemandu lori itu tidak dapat menjawab sebab emak saya cakap orang putih. Lalu pemandu lori itu mati. Tidak lama kemudian kereta polis pun sampai. Dia membuat lapuran ke ibu pejabatnya tentang kemalangan ngeri itu. Semua anggota polis di pejabat polis itu terperanjat lalu mati. Orang ramai mengerumuni tempat kejadian kerana ingin mengetahui apa yang telah terjadi. Polis yang bertugas cuba menyuraikan orang ramai lalu dia menjerit menggunakan pembesar suara. Orang ramai terperanjat dan semuanya mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya ke pasar untuk mengelak lebih ramai lagi yang akan mati. Di pasar, emak saya menceritakan kejadian itu kepada penjual daging. Penjual daging dan peniaga-peniaga berhampiran yang mendengar cerita itu semuanya terkejut dan mati. Saya dan emak saya terus berlari balik ke rumah. Kerana terlalu penat sebaik saja sampai di rumah kami pun mati. Itulah kemalangan yang paling ngeri yang pernah saya lihat sebelum saya mati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, it was written by a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prodigal&lt;/span&gt; 10 year old. But hey, you gotta give the kid some credit for his imagination.&lt;br /&gt;What-your pants are wet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-6657691727768368334?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/6657691727768368334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=6657691727768368334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6657691727768368334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6657691727768368334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/endless-possibilites-of-bm-karangan.html' title='The Endless Possibilites of A BM Karangan.'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-610112177209483241</id><published>2009-02-08T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:41:20.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bound and Gagged Against My Will</title><content type='html'>Never EVER underestimate the power of a clingy seven year-old. You will be bound, gagged and forced to watch:&lt;br /&gt;Some annoying tween singing about her first day in school&lt;br /&gt;The Nick Jonas Show&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Montana's music videos&lt;br /&gt;Jesse McCartney's music videos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you've experienced all of the above, you. Have. No. Idea. What. I've. Gone. Through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-610112177209483241?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/610112177209483241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=610112177209483241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/610112177209483241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/610112177209483241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/bound-and-gagged-against-my-will.html' title='Bound and Gagged Against My Will'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-4973053013644366043</id><published>2009-02-08T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:31:49.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*giggle*</title><content type='html'>I'm STILL holding on to my fantasy of being with Matthew Bellamy and making lots of babies together. Only thing is, I will get my tubes tied, tell him I'm very fertile, and begin our fruitless quest for trying for kids. After all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If at first you don't succeed: Try, try again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-4973053013644366043?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/4973053013644366043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=4973053013644366043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4973053013644366043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4973053013644366043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/giggle.html' title='*giggle*'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-8436153738352631968</id><published>2009-02-01T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:59:01.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, now...</title><content type='html'>Look readers, if you're going to pick a fight with your parents, do it properly. Pick a good topic to argue about, like maybe why you can't go out or something. Whatever it is, NEVER EVER fight over why you don't like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tong sui&lt;/span&gt; and absolutely refuse to eat it. It ain't cool like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-8436153738352631968?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/8436153738352631968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=8436153738352631968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8436153738352631968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8436153738352631968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-now.html' title='Now, now...'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-4966609055963897988</id><published>2009-02-01T05:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:55:45.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ughh</title><content type='html'>Channel surfing one day, I came across Hitz.tv. And they were showing the music video for 'Your Love Is A Lie'. The music video got me thinking, "I CAN'T BELIEVE I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LIKED&lt;/span&gt; SIMPLE PLAN."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-4966609055963897988?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/4966609055963897988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=4966609055963897988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4966609055963897988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4966609055963897988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/ughh.html' title='Ughh'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-2514911268119010038</id><published>2009-02-01T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:19:17.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What-no...Seriously?</title><content type='html'>You're welcome to my house anytime, but be forewarned. In my house, clothes are known to disappear for an extended period of time and then mysteriously appear in the most unexpected places...or sometimes not appear at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all...&lt;/span&gt;Mysterious...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-2514911268119010038?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/2514911268119010038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=2514911268119010038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2514911268119010038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2514911268119010038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-noseriously.html' title='What-no...Seriously?'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-1263538184003597703</id><published>2009-02-01T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:16:40.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Comment...</title><content type='html'>Just yesterday, I called McDonald's to make a home delivery. I ordered a nice Prosperity Burger. The only thing that spoiled my order was, "Is there anything else you would like to order, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sir&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-1263538184003597703?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/1263538184003597703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=1263538184003597703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1263538184003597703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1263538184003597703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-comment.html' title='No Comment...'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-8975907378785885590</id><published>2008-12-17T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T04:29:04.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Wish You A Merry(Early)Christmas, We Wish You A Merry(Early)Christmas</title><content type='html'>It is currently 7:30 pm, now. And this time tomorrow, I will be making final preparations for my trip to Korea! I'll be gone for eight days and I will return on Christmas Day. Because my jet-lagged ass will be too tired to write a Christmas Greeting post, I will do it now instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; From &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; Staff &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;At &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;www.justwhitelies.blogspot.com&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And &lt;/span&gt;Have &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;New &lt;/span&gt;Year&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To the college/university-going and adults, please remember-Christmas is a time to get drunk and have your privates fondled and to make out under the mistletoe in a drunken state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the good Christians who love Christmas, please remember-Christmas is a time to be with your loved ones and to share your love with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the materialistic people who love Christmas for their own reasons, please remember-Christmas is a time to get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Jews, please remember-Screw Christmas! Bring out the Hanukkah bush and the gold menorahs instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Yi Jing, please remember-I couldn't get to the DVD shop which made me unable to get you your Christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my sister Yi Lynn(one of the two Shmotful authors) who is currently in UK, specifically Cardiff, Wales, please remember-Have a happy Christmas with your friends, away from home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Voon Pang, please remember- OH GOD, VOON PANG!!! IT WASN'T MY IDEA TO GO TO KOREA FOR A HOLIDAY! PLEASE LEAVE ME UNHARMED WHEN SCHOOL RE-OPENS!!!PLEASE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I would like to wish you all a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year from a;; of us here at www.justwhitelies.blogspot.com .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SUjvcIxIX0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/lD2xGmGhV8Y/s1600-h/194851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SUjvcIxIX0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/lD2xGmGhV8Y/s320/194851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280733829760835394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. Don't forget to tell all your friends and family about this heart-warming blog. You won't regret it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-8975907378785885590?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/8975907378785885590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=8975907378785885590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8975907378785885590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8975907378785885590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-wish-you-merryearlychristmas-we-wish.html' title='We Wish You A Merry(Early)Christmas, We Wish You A Merry(Early)Christmas'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SUjvcIxIX0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/lD2xGmGhV8Y/s72-c/194851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3466760963071059226</id><published>2008-12-15T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:02:49.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump! For This Tag...Jumping! And Do This Crap!</title><content type='html'>I'm bored...oh yes, I am...and that is why I copied this tag off Mei Shin's blog(I tried to copy it off Florence's but her blog has the damn "anti-rightclick" feature.). I have nothing else better to do anyway...Fine, if you want me to admit it...I HAVE WRITER'S BLOCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three names you go by:&lt;br /&gt;1.Agent Michael Scarn&lt;br /&gt;2.No-Anus/No-Rectum/No-Ass Girl(courtesy of Suah Yi Jing.THANKS a lot...)&lt;br /&gt;3. Sha Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three screen names you have:&lt;br /&gt;1.sha lynn who offers, "May I take your hats, your coats and your                   swahs-ti-kahs?"&lt;br /&gt;2.sha lynn who says, "SUCK ON THAT, BIZNATCHES!!"&lt;br /&gt;3.sha lynn who speculates, "Have you ever wondered how does food becomes poo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three parts of your heritage:&lt;br /&gt;1.Chinese&lt;br /&gt;2.Malay&lt;br /&gt;3.Indian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;1.wondering how doe food become poo&lt;br /&gt;2.Mahogany&lt;br /&gt;3.PMS!PMS!PMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your everyday essentials:&lt;br /&gt;1.Wit!&lt;br /&gt;2.Beauty!&lt;br /&gt;3.Charm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you're wearing now:&lt;br /&gt;1.Birthday Suit.&lt;br /&gt;2.Au Naturel Gown.&lt;br /&gt;3.i'm bare-assed right now...and feeling very cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favourite songs (right now):&lt;br /&gt;1.Knights of Cydonia-MUSE!&lt;br /&gt;2.Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is-Jet&lt;br /&gt;3.Shower Sonatas-Sha Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two truths and a lie in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;1.I'm a 7 foot giant.&lt;br /&gt;2.I'm incredibly gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;3.I'm also incredibly smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favourite hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;1.Being incredibly gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;2.Being incredibly smart.&lt;br /&gt;3.Being incredibly boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do really badly now:&lt;br /&gt;1.Use the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;2.Really use the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;3.I NEED TO USE THE FRIGGIN' BATHROOM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three careers you're considering:&lt;br /&gt;1.Slacker&lt;br /&gt;2.Loafer&lt;br /&gt;3.Student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places you want to go on vacation to:&lt;br /&gt;1.England&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;1.Defeat a supervillain(if not supervillain then at LEAST someone who is truly evil and bent on destroying something, ANYTHING!)&lt;br /&gt;2.Go to a Muse concert&lt;br /&gt;3.Go to more Muse concerts after going to my first Muse concerts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things that make you stereotypically a boy:&lt;br /&gt;1.My aunt called me "fei lui"...'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;2.People mistake me for a BOY by my voice...&lt;br /&gt;3.I have a schlong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things that make you stereotypically a girl:&lt;br /&gt;1.I scream like a girl when someone pokes at my ribs. It's at a pitch so high that it's thought not possible with the state of my normal voice.&lt;br /&gt;2.My bedroom walls are PINK.&lt;br /&gt;3.I have a vag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people that you would like see take this quiz too:&lt;br /&gt;1.Yi Jing&lt;br /&gt;2.Timothy&lt;br /&gt;3.Bao Jin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3466760963071059226?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3466760963071059226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3466760963071059226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3466760963071059226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3466760963071059226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/12/jump-for-this-tagjumping-and-do-this.html' title='Jump! For This Tag...Jumping! And Do This Crap!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-9111116739914457863</id><published>2008-12-12T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:39:16.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I REALLY Need To Do This???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;1. Who &amp;amp; what is your relationship with the last person who tagged you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yi Jing. We were best friends since Standard 4. And then from Standard 6 onwards, we became lovers!!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. Do you know what is true love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;L-love...? Troo?? What is this "troo luhv" that you speak of???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. Who did you recently hang out with in MSN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yi Jing? Yeah, she's bugging me to help her buy something for her. And planning her b'day party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(read Yi Jing's tag to get this joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. What is your relationship with him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ass Saver/ Ass Savee. She's the saver and embarassingly enough, I'm the savee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. Who is your beloved pet sis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You are sick, man...Why should I treat my sister like a pet?? Especially since she's *gulp* older than me by 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6. Who are u still in love with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Didn't you read Question 2? I'm telling you, I have NO idea what this "troo luhv" thing is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7. Why do you create a blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was bored, and I express my inner anguish through the MAJESTY OF BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8. You know your blog sucks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You're telling me my blog sucks? Who the effing hell are you to tell me that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Go on! Get outta here! This interview is over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10. Who are you having relationships now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Many people. My parents, my sister, my best friends, friends, old friends, new friends, young friends, unknown friends, all that jazz y'know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;11. No question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now it's my turn to ask you a question: What is Question #11?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;12. 5 tags goes to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1) Liiyung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2) Mei Shin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3) Florence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4) Bao Jin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5) Daryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;13. Who is number 1? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What...did you fall off the face of earth? Didn't I just typed who Number 1 was??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;14. What about number 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you high or something? The list of people labeled from Number 1 to 5 is already up there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;15. Do number 5 love number 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've never actually seen them talk to each other before or anything...or could it be a secret crush???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;16. Number 2 siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm not going to dignify this question with an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;17. Do u have any relationship with number 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;She's my random buddy. Or so I think...Bao, what EXACTLY is our relationship??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;18. Main reason why I did this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Yi Jing held me at gunpoint and forced me to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-9111116739914457863?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/9111116739914457863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=9111116739914457863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/9111116739914457863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/9111116739914457863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title='Do I REALLY Need To Do This???'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7336663909099908843</id><published>2008-12-12T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:15:58.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously...??</title><content type='html'>Premiering this December(or is it next January), is a brand new Disney Channel Original Movie. It's true. And I saw the trailer for it on TV. But unfortunately for Disney, they seem to be running out of cool, new ideas for a telemovie. This supposed exciting movie is called*smirk*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SUNDhptcnKI/AAAAAAAAAOA/12_IS4fb9Qk/s1600-h/foodboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SUNDhptcnKI/AAAAAAAAAOA/12_IS4fb9Qk/s320/foodboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279137433619569826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE ADVENTURES OF FOOD BOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ahh, poor Lucas Grabeel...we all thought he'd make it big since High School Musical 3, but I guess everyone has to start somewhere and "The Adventures of Food Boy" is no exception. Oh Walt, if you only knew what became of your beloved company. It's enough to make him toss and turn in his grave, or if possible: live again just so he can die again so he needn't know of the shit movies Disney Channel's making. Yes sir, Disney Channel is going down the tube...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7336663909099908843?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7336663909099908843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7336663909099908843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7336663909099908843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7336663909099908843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/12/seriously.html' title='Seriously...??'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SUNDhptcnKI/AAAAAAAAAOA/12_IS4fb9Qk/s72-c/foodboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-4415915041274124051</id><published>2008-12-07T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T02:02:35.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Worry, Be Happy!</title><content type='html'>Some things in life are bad, they can really make you mad. Other things just make you swear and curse. When you're chewing on life's gristle don't grumble-give a whistle! And this'll help things turn out for the best. And...ALWAYS look on the bright side of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Brian can attest to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/STue9x97WeI/AAAAAAAAAN4/OYLwp-w75Vs/s1600-h/bright_side_of_life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/STue9x97WeI/AAAAAAAAAN4/OYLwp-w75Vs/s320/bright_side_of_life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276986172616956386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wahhhh! You getting crucified ALSO must be very happy one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-4415915041274124051?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/4415915041274124051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=4415915041274124051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4415915041274124051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4415915041274124051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-worry-be-happy.html' title='Don&apos;t Worry, Be Happy!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/STue9x97WeI/AAAAAAAAAN4/OYLwp-w75Vs/s72-c/bright_side_of_life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7559034700112030571</id><published>2008-12-02T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:43:11.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Parents.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My parents are either afraid or skeptical of me when I say:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Please...&lt;em&gt;TRUST&lt;/em&gt; me."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"But I am&lt;em&gt;  VERY CAREFUL&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I &lt;em&gt;KNOW&lt;/em&gt; how to do this."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I promise I &lt;em&gt;WON'T &lt;/em&gt;mess this up."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;*upon asking on what am I currently doing from afar*"&lt;em&gt;NOTHING...&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I'm a very &lt;em&gt;RESPONSIBLE&lt;/em&gt; girl, okay?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DON'T WORRY&lt;/span&gt;, everything is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FINE&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7559034700112030571?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7559034700112030571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7559034700112030571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7559034700112030571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7559034700112030571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-parents.html' title='My Parents.'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-2227144684313975436</id><published>2008-12-01T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:13:10.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WILL BE DIFFERENT!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Daryl, I will write this post in an entirely different style. Non-Sha Lynn Style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is reli Boredom Day...XD. lolx^^. Boredom day, i am very funny larrr^^...okoklaa, i be serious a bit actually today is nth much. go to giant with my mum, come home, immediately play computer very boredom rite? evryday oso lie boredom day. hmph. o yahh, i oso got new handphone!^^ it's dam freakin nice.weeeeeeeee^^!lalalala! i so happy make me feel lyk i wan 2 sing!!!HAHA. i dam lame mann n oso dam stupid. aiyaahh i very random, ok? deal with it. i remember de time my mum take my hp away from mee...i wanna DIEEEE mannnnnT.T!!! i got no hp means i got no life ediii! LOLZ. HOW?!?! 2moro i goin 2 watch twilight wit my frenzzzz! waahhh edward cullen is sooo hawt! ^^ i luvv him so much make me feel lyk i wan to marry him. i love u edward cullen!! &lt;333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333 neways i wan 2 slp now edi. LOLX i yawning lyk shit man...dam sleepy. must. go.to.sleep. if i dun get mua beauty slp i will look like panda 2moroO_O! LOLX i will look lyk a tired n cutie panda 2moro. ahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye mua dahlinggs!!&lt;br /&gt;lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;lolz&lt;br /&gt;buai-buai&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;br /&gt;ur baby blogger&lt;br /&gt;ur cutiepie blogger&lt;br /&gt;ur sweetie blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxshalynnxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-2227144684313975436?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/2227144684313975436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=2227144684313975436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2227144684313975436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2227144684313975436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-will-be-different.html' title='I WILL BE DIFFERENT!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-1369447977843617042</id><published>2008-12-01T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T06:41:59.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without Love</title><content type='html'>I feel something so indescribable...Could it be love? Yeah...let's talk about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-1369447977843617042?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/1369447977843617042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=1369447977843617042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1369447977843617042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1369447977843617042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/12/without-love.html' title='Without Love'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-4490913723296202530</id><published>2008-11-30T02:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T06:10:30.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh* I Can't Run Away From It Forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;font-size:85%;"  &gt;RULE #1 : People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;font-size:85%;"  &gt;RULE #2 : Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:font;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I tell you?? They wouldn't be called secrets if I told you, now would they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:font;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a guy older than you by 3 years?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"When you're in love, AGE doesn't matter," the Chinese soaps my mother watches says so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:font;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;What sick question is that?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:font;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Do you prefer guys with hot looks or with good character?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;Gahhh!!! I cannot answer!! It's too tough for me to decide!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:font;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Who do you love the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;Y'know...friends, family, all that jazz...WAIT, and Matthew Bellamy! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Loving you...is easy 'cause you're so lovable" What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Who is more important? Lover or Best Friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Your LOVER is your BEST FRIEND! Isn't that what parents always say when  you ask them who their best friends are? "Why, your mother/father, of course!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. The person you like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;I's goh-naa SUCK IT UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. What made you smile today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tobias Funke. Actually he's a "who", but he's just so gosh-darned ridiculous that he deserves to be in "what"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.What makes you pissed off recently ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figuring out how to get rid of this yellow text background when I copied this tag off Yi Jing's blog...It makes me so angry I wanna change the yellow to green but I can't!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.How would you see yourself in 10 year's time ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 10 year's time, I would still do what everyone does. Use a mirror to see myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY is important! Even the little people! Even if I do not know who the little people are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:font;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.What is the most important thing in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Search me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:font;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.Are you single or attached?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single...do you see me walking around with a Siamese twin joined to my hip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;!...even if it did give me a bit of a problem back there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:font;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All In? I do not know an All In. Who is this All In? Now if you ask me who is Sha Lynn, THAT I can tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to "There's a soul-mate for every single person"? Now, if I were to fall in love with TWO people simultaneously, I'm just being plain greedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How horrible is horrible?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Which you prefer? Spending more time with Family members or the close/understandable ones?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is with me at the time. Hey, I'm pretty adaptable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:font;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. 5 people you're gonna tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghee Ken, Liiyung, Daryl, Mei Shin, Florence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:font;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-4490913723296202530?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/4490913723296202530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=4490913723296202530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4490913723296202530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4490913723296202530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/11/sigh-i-cant-run-away-from-it-forever.html' title='*sigh* I Can&apos;t Run Away From It Forever...'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3759325720624269218</id><published>2008-11-29T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T05:50:05.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ShaLynn Night and The Pips</title><content type='html'>My singing group "ShaLynn Night and The Pips" have come up with a sure-fire hit! It's called:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Midnight Plane to Korea"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3759325720624269218?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3759325720624269218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3759325720624269218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3759325720624269218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3759325720624269218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/11/shalynn-night-and-pips.html' title='ShaLynn Night and The Pips'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-5302687007167284164</id><published>2008-11-27T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:02:56.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviewing H.A.A.R.P</title><content type='html'>Ahh...MUSE...a band best loved by happy emos around the world!! Oh, and incidentally, I attended their Wembley concert!...well...at least from at home...STILL, the best way to watch a Muse concert when you're at home is to turn up the volume 'cos that's as close as you can get to the ear-busting noise at the Wembley Stadium in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SS651RUdiRI/AAAAAAAAANo/6IJvGsh_8Rk/s1600-h/01990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SS651RUdiRI/AAAAAAAAANo/6IJvGsh_8Rk/s320/01990.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273356538530859282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I LUFF YOU MUSE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, so the concert starts off with the 3 of them walking along a runway and onto the stage amidst screaming teenagers wearing mascara, black eyeshadow, black half-gloves(y'know the kinds where the fingers are cut off?) and on the stage, they go to their respective instruments...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and did I mention that while other bands or singers or shit do costume changes, apparently Matthew Bellamy is one step above them, he does &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt; changes...yeah. Oh yes, he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SS6_Lmf6xGI/AAAAAAAAANw/MGDbO5QeDc0/s1600-h/IMG_6750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SS6_Lmf6xGI/AAAAAAAAANw/MGDbO5QeDc0/s320/IMG_6750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273362419731317858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's the Wembley stage prepped up for the Muse concert. You see the satellite-like things? I Wikipedia-d Matthew Bellamy and apparently he's interested in alien conspiracy theories, so I'm thinking that the satellite thingies are alien satellites. Yeah. They're most probably used to broadcast their rocking-awesome music to the lonely E.T's up there. Plus, they serve as cool light- displays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;After all the cheering and stuff, the trio kick-off with an intro and then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knights of Cydonia(lovely, especially the "aaaaaaaaaah" part)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hysteria&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Supermassive Black Hole&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Map Of The Problematique&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Butterflies And Hurricanes(REALLY good piano solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hoodoo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apocalypse Please&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feeling Good(ahh, VERY sexy song, there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Invincible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starlight(great to hear live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improv. (I like this improvisation a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time Is Running Out(another song that's great to hear live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Born &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soldiers Poem(this is when the songs are getting a bit slower, y'know? Light and dreamy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Unintended(really romantic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blackout&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plug In Baby(and the hype picks up again from here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stockholm Syndrome&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take A Bow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Overall, this is one of the best concerts I've watched(the only concert I've watched, to be precise, but still). Also, along the way I've noticed quite a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think a fight broke out during the concert.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The drummer, Chris Wolstenhome says the f-word a lot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh fine, Matthew Bellamy had ONE costume change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Incidentally, he has a very cute chin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The songs they play are better when played live.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm guessing that it's okay for guys to go crazy over Muse because unlike the Jonas Brothers, they'd look more butch and tough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The bassist Dominic Howard wore a pair of Converse All-Stars during the concert! =]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Matthew Bellamy has the BIGGEST set of nostrils I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-5302687007167284164?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/5302687007167284164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=5302687007167284164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/5302687007167284164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/5302687007167284164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/11/reviewing-haarp.html' title='Reviewing H.A.A.R.P'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SS651RUdiRI/AAAAAAAAANo/6IJvGsh_8Rk/s72-c/01990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3675640290313635991</id><published>2008-11-19T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:02:32.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's coming up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's coming up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's coming up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;DARE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;/span&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/4254031032034885348-3675640290313635991?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3675640290313635991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3675640290313635991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3675640290313635991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3675640290313635991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh.html' title='Oh.'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-8305959220420165374</id><published>2008-11-17T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:10:36.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to Mr. Holmes.</title><content type='html'>Just a little poem for our famous English crime-solver!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clears throat*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ode to Sherlock Holmes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one thing I'm sure we all agree,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is that Mr.Holmes' a mystery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a glance and he'll know people's ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His deduction skills are brill, I say!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always seen wearing a deerskin hat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His checkered coat makes him look real phat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Elementary,"he will say, my dear friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moments of genius to readers he send.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once he almost done himself in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This attempted suicide akin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Owen Wilson's, oh my, oh my!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Must he really do that, why, oh, why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Sherlock Holmes lives on Baker Street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be his neighbour, that's really neat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The meaning of this poem I'm trying to lay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is to give three cheers to Sherlock, "Hip, hip, hooray!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-8305959220420165374?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/8305959220420165374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=8305959220420165374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8305959220420165374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8305959220420165374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/11/ode-to-mr-holmes.html' title='An Ode to Mr. Holmes.'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-5494618072470221402</id><published>2008-11-16T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T07:28:17.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wants and Duwants#2</title><content type='html'>Song I'd like to have on a loop in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SSA7UjNcARI/AAAAAAAAANY/gW6saehzIOg/s1600-h/Gorillaz19-2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269276788258504978" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SSA7UjNcARI/AAAAAAAAANY/gW6saehzIOg/s320/Gorillaz19-2000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes!Yes!Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song I WOULDN'T like to have on a loop in my head(but noooooo, I cannot help it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SSA7UiXxeiI/AAAAAAAAANg/i4sGA85nTH4/s1600-h/The_Best_Damn_Thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269276788033419810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SSA7UiXxeiI/AAAAAAAAANg/i4sGA85nTH4/s320/The_Best_Damn_Thing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No!No!No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Luckily for me, I have to put up with the latter by having the former ALSO on a constant loop in my head:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-5494618072470221402?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/5494618072470221402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=5494618072470221402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/5494618072470221402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/5494618072470221402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-wants-and-duwants2.html' title='My Wants and Duwants#2'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SSA7UjNcARI/AAAAAAAAANY/gW6saehzIOg/s72-c/Gorillaz19-2000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-1660535346347635399</id><published>2008-11-16T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T07:17:08.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand at Haiku#2(The Phantom of the Opera)</title><content type='html'>Phanton loves Christine&lt;br /&gt;Christine does not love Phantom&lt;br /&gt;What a dilemma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine loves Raoul&lt;br /&gt;Phantom knows about it&lt;br /&gt;Bigger dilemma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phantom is jealous&lt;br /&gt;He wants to punch Raoul's ticket&lt;br /&gt;By making him hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot not in good looks&lt;br /&gt;But hot in high temperature&lt;br /&gt;In his torture room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christne begs Phantom&lt;br /&gt;To stop torturing her love&lt;br /&gt;She kisses Phantom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phantom is touched&lt;br /&gt;He has been kissed by Christine!&lt;br /&gt;He lets her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine is happy&lt;br /&gt;Raul and Phantom is happy&lt;br /&gt;No more dilemma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said in my first haiku, hey, I'm no Japanese Shakespeare...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-1660535346347635399?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/1660535346347635399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=1660535346347635399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1660535346347635399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1660535346347635399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/11/hand-at-haiku2the-phantom-of-opera.html' title='Hand at Haiku#2(The Phantom of the Opera)'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-4942864874168378226</id><published>2008-11-07T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:08:07.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Progress Report</title><content type='html'>Another year has come and gone! Think about it, next year us soon-to-be Form 3's are gonna sit for our PMRs. And in no time we'd be sitting for SPM. But all of those aside, it's time to review my year in 2008!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PROGRESS REPORT 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent for counseling: 1&lt;br /&gt;Had the living shit scared out of me: 2&lt;br /&gt;Sat for exams: 3&lt;br /&gt;Active in class?: Very&lt;br /&gt;Sang out loud in front of class: 1&lt;br /&gt;Formal debate: 1&lt;br /&gt;Informal debate: 1&lt;br /&gt;Fights with friends: 1&lt;br /&gt;Suck-up rank?: Ass-kisser&lt;br /&gt;Blackmail hostage: 1&lt;br /&gt;Secrets kept: Many&lt;br /&gt;Insults aimed at me: Many&lt;br /&gt;Spectacle changes: 1&lt;br /&gt;Birthday parties: 1&lt;br /&gt;Sister(s) left to pursue higher education: 1&lt;br /&gt;Respect for the National song, State song and School song: High&lt;br /&gt;Respect for the Headmistress: Low&lt;br /&gt;Respect for Class Teacher: High&lt;br /&gt;Respect for Tee Hui Yi and Goh Voon Pang: VERY high&lt;br /&gt;Participated in decorating class notice board: 2&lt;br /&gt;Kicked someone in the nuts: 0&lt;br /&gt;Attended/Hosted wild party: 0&lt;br /&gt;Booked movie tickets online only to find out the movie starts at 12.30AM upon ticket redemption: 1&lt;br /&gt;Booked movie tickets online and not mess up: 1&lt;br /&gt;Self-help posts published: 1&lt;br /&gt;Death certificates earned: 1&lt;br /&gt;Return trips to SKTM: 0&lt;br /&gt;Plays watched: 1&lt;br /&gt;Art galleries visited: 1&lt;br /&gt;Shopping sprees: Haha. Just kidding...&lt;br /&gt;Sugar intake: Uncontrollable&lt;br /&gt;Bitter gourd intake: VERY much controlled&lt;br /&gt;Books read and re-read and re-read and re-read: Many&lt;br /&gt;Fell in love: 2&lt;br /&gt;Still in love: 2&lt;br /&gt;Willing to buy loved ones' concert DVDs: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excellent year's progress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-4942864874168378226?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/4942864874168378226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=4942864874168378226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4942864874168378226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4942864874168378226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/11/sha-lynn.html' title='2008 Progress Report'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-94630010356575112</id><published>2008-10-10T05:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:43:13.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Peasy Lemon Squeesy</title><content type='html'>1) Share 6 facts about yourself on your blog&lt;br /&gt;2) Tag 6 people at the end of your post by leaving their names and links to their blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 facts about me ......&lt;br /&gt;* I LUFF MUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;* I LUFF MUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;* I LUFF MUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;* I LUFF MUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;* I LUFF MUSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;* When I eat ice-cream, I like to twist the ice-cream spoon in my mouth so when I take it out it's backside faces up!! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag :&lt;br /&gt;~ Yi Jing&lt;br /&gt;~ Grace&lt;br /&gt;~ Darren&lt;br /&gt;~ Ghee Ken&lt;br /&gt;~ Liiyung&lt;br /&gt;~ Time-wasters of all ages&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-94630010356575112?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/94630010356575112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=94630010356575112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/94630010356575112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/94630010356575112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/10/easy-peasy-lemon-squeesy.html' title='Easy Peasy Lemon Squeesy'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-2506178925571774747</id><published>2008-10-10T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:31:58.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We All Live The Yellow Emperor, The Yellow Emperor...</title><content type='html'>Doing research for school one day, I came across an article about the Yellow Emperor, or as the Chinese call, the "Yellow Emperor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SO9KMGaH9WI/AAAAAAAAAKA/x7E9tvA4-Xo/s1600-h/Yellow_Emperor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SO9KMGaH9WI/AAAAAAAAAKA/x7E9tvA4-Xo/s320/Yellow_Emperor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255500861903730018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Yellow Emperor, sitting on his reigning throne wearing his crown...or regal hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And it got me wondering, I mean, not to poke at American ignorance, but I'm thinking that without Wikipedia, I suppose the Yankees might've thought of the Yellow Emperor like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SO9KL3lXcMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CgmT2zfFkaA/s1600-h/homer_simpson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SO9KL3lXcMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CgmT2zfFkaA/s320/homer_simpson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255500857924350146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Yellow Emperor, ALSO sitting on his reigning throne and wearing his "crown"&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or regal hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-2506178925571774747?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/2506178925571774747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=2506178925571774747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2506178925571774747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2506178925571774747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-all-live-yellow-emperor-yellow.html' title='We All Live The Yellow Emperor, The Yellow Emperor...'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SO9KMGaH9WI/AAAAAAAAAKA/x7E9tvA4-Xo/s72-c/Yellow_Emperor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-5624095126351277168</id><published>2008-10-01T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T08:04:15.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Body Oddities</title><content type='html'>I know this post sounds very &lt;a href="http://www.gurl.com/showoff/comix/pages/0,,605672_674841-1,00.html"&gt;martinamartina-esque&lt;/a&gt;, but really, I feel that I should blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My hair is greasy no matter how often I wash it. I swear, if I scrub at it any longer it's gonna drop out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I think I have early signs of female-pattern baldness. If you look closely enough at my forehead, you will see something remarkably like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SOOMaxehHzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9_r7Q7AxVDQ/s1600-h/JN-00046-C%7EJapanese-Woodblock-Man-s-Portrait-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SOOMaxehHzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9_r7Q7AxVDQ/s320/JN-00046-C%7EJapanese-Woodblock-Man-s-Portrait-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252195982029954866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 3. My legs bear resemblance to that of an orang-utan, I kid you not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My knees are knobbly and protruding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SOOOjYItTeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VwZEAK-qJaM/s1600-h/1459813656_b14a8876ec_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SOOOjYItTeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VwZEAK-qJaM/s320/1459813656_b14a8876ec_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252198328869670370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have toes looking like worms sticking from my feet. With the exception that out of all my 10 toes, 2 of them are abnormally large worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I do not wish to talk about my pubes. And unlike MartinaMartina's, they do not look like any of the Prime Ministers of Malaysia nor do I dye them a beautiful chestnut brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have come across a few butt-crack hairs. I bet the little buggers are still growing at this very moment right when I'm typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My breasts(or lack of) are still unfit to wear a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brassiere. &lt;/span&gt;So I have to make do with a camisole...or at least I think it's called that. Anyways, it has a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clasp&lt;/span&gt; which I think is supposed to give me an egotistical boost that I have trouble clasping it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Lastly, I am gonna be serious with you people:&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY OF YOU OUT THERE HAVE GOT ARMPIT PIMPLES??&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/4254031032034885348-5624095126351277168?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/5624095126351277168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=5624095126351277168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/5624095126351277168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/5624095126351277168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/10/body-oddities.html' title='Body Oddities'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SOOMaxehHzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9_r7Q7AxVDQ/s72-c/JN-00046-C%7EJapanese-Woodblock-Man-s-Portrait-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-436213751798329815</id><published>2008-09-28T23:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:14:09.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sweet Jesus, just 3 days. Three days...THREE WHOLE FRICKING DAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;How am I ever gonna survive without &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not  a pretty scene I tell you, imagine having to go through 3 days as a vegetarian for a carnivorous person like me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-436213751798329815?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/436213751798329815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=436213751798329815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/436213751798329815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/436213751798329815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/09/three-days.html' title='THREE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-8927587881304874677</id><published>2008-09-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:06:11.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fo' Shizzle??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/blog_rating"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ;" src="http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/bb_badges/rated_r.jpg" alt="OnePlusYou Quizzes and Widgets" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Created by OnePlusYou - &lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/"&gt;Online Dating Service&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently, my blog is rated by containing the following words:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;death(x8)      sex(x2)       ass(x1)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I thought "bitch" was enough to cap it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-8927587881304874677?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/8927587881304874677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=8927587881304874677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8927587881304874677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8927587881304874677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/09/fo-shizzle.html' title='Fo&apos; Shizzle??'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-6011043866791866596</id><published>2008-09-26T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:42:33.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's This??</title><content type='html'>1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Change the song as you go through each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Answer each question with the song title.&lt;br /&gt;4. With the answers, comment on how it relates to each question. Or at least try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Move On, Jet&lt;br /&gt;Shove over, folks. I ain't got no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Will I get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Fix You, Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;Gee, thanks a lot iPod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How do my friends see me?&lt;br /&gt;Kissing A Fool, Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;What's THAT supposed to mean??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Will I get married?&lt;br /&gt;Time Is Running Out, Muse&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean? Am I doomed to be a spinster for the rest of my youthful life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is my best friend(s) theme song?&lt;br /&gt;We're Going To Be Friends, The White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;She's ALREADY my best friend, whatchu trying to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the story of my life?&lt;br /&gt;Back To Black, Amy Winehouse&lt;br /&gt;W-ell, I'm not always the kind to be gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;A Foggy Day(In London Town), Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;It's all a blur to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Drugs, Adam Green&lt;br /&gt;Oops. You're not supposed to know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How is my life going?&lt;br /&gt;The Hardest Part, Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;Since the exams are in due time, it's no wonder, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How can I get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;Across The Universe, Wainwright&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to take an intergalactic trip, I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What’s the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Love Machine, The Arctic Monkeys&lt;br /&gt;You don't say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What song will they play at my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Iron Man, Black Sabbath&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;Crooked Teeth, Death Cab For Cutie&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...That's why I'm wearing braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do people secretly lust for me?&lt;br /&gt;Plug In Baby, Muse&lt;br /&gt;What does my answer suggest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Rehab, Amy Winehouse&lt;br /&gt;Is this some kind of prediction going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;Pay the Toll, Adam Green&lt;br /&gt;So...I'm going to be in rehab and I have a job at PLUS. SHIT, NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Promiscuous Girl, Nelly Furtado feat. Timbaland&lt;br /&gt;Good gravy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What would you strip to?&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, Click Five&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Now that's a new idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What does your mom think about you?&lt;br /&gt;Left Behind, Aqualung&lt;br /&gt;Poor Mum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your deep, dark secret?&lt;br /&gt;Paper Planes, M.I.A&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew how to fold paper planes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is your mortal enemy’s theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Pitiful, Matt Costa&lt;br /&gt;My iPod DOES give out some pretty darn accurate answers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your personality like?&lt;br /&gt;0% Interest, Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;That boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What song will be played at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Home To Mamma, Patrizio Buanne&lt;br /&gt;Kinda ironic, really. Home to my mamma?? Come on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your overall theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Welcome To The 60's, Hairspray&lt;br /&gt;I've always been,"Huh?REALLY? When?They broke up 3 months ago and I know it now????!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-6011043866791866596?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/6011043866791866596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=6011043866791866596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6011043866791866596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6011043866791866596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-this.html' title='What&apos;s This??'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-2099448676663579624</id><published>2008-09-26T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:12:15.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musicals Outburst!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank the person who first created musicals from songs sung by bands or pop groups. And for that, we have :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SNzsT21x4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/07I2FIZGFeY/s1600-h/we-will-rock-you_000315_MainPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SNzsT21x4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/07I2FIZGFeY/s320/we-will-rock-you_000315_MainPicture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250331091489907394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Will Rock You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SNzsUuYb96I/AAAAAAAAAI4/snENjnFpnnQ/s1600-h/MammaMia.3007.05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SNzsUuYb96I/AAAAAAAAAI4/snENjnFpnnQ/s320/MammaMia.3007.05.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250331106399221666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SNzsU8HWhAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/IYdUovmxDJg/s1600-h/poster_across-the-universe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SNzsU8HWhAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/IYdUovmxDJg/s320/poster_across-the-universe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250331110085657602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my personal favourite, Across The Universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If we have these 3 good musicals based on a pop or rock group's songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WHEN IS MUSE'S TURN GONNA COME??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I would like Matthew Bellamy to play lead(as always)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-2099448676663579624?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/2099448676663579624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=2099448676663579624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2099448676663579624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2099448676663579624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/09/musicals-outburst.html' title='Musicals Outburst!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SNzsT21x4sI/AAAAAAAAAIw/07I2FIZGFeY/s72-c/we-will-rock-you_000315_MainPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-4807264834863949245</id><published>2008-09-22T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T06:01:03.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Now Tag Thee, Girl &amp; Blog...</title><content type='html'>1) What curse do you use?&lt;br /&gt;I put the I-Hope-You'll-Stay-This-Ugly-After-I-Curse-You-With-My-Magic-Book-O'-Hexes-And-Curses curse on people I really dislike. Depends on my mood, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What are you listening to now?&lt;br /&gt;The Sound of Silence...as in I'm-not-listening-to-anything, and not the Simon&amp;amp;Garfunkel version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Who is the person you talk most to?&lt;br /&gt;Yi Jing, and for a good reason too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What time is my alarm clock set?&lt;br /&gt;How the heck should I know? If anything, YOU should be asking ME what time MY alarm clock is set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you wear flipflops when it's cold?&lt;br /&gt;What---did you fall off the face of Earth? Who in pluperfect hell wears flipflops during the cold? People like their tootsies warm, that's why they wear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Would you rather take the picture or be in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little of both. First, I'll be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in  &lt;/span&gt;the picture, develop the photo and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt; the picture away for safe-keeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger Than Fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do any of your friends have children?&lt;br /&gt;Unless you count my parents as friends, in which case they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have children...or do you mean children inside their heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Has anyone called you lazy?&lt;br /&gt;Do you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;want to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you ever take medication to make you fall asleep?&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a pillow and very heavy eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What CD is in your CD player?&lt;br /&gt;HAH!! I am much cooler than that, I have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;songs&lt;/span&gt; in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you prefer regular or chocolate milk?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate, definitely tastes sweeter than regular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Has anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;br /&gt;You. Have. No. Idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) When was the last time you went to Starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;Puh-lees...Starbucks is soo last season. I go to a Russian &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tsarbucks&lt;/span&gt; to get my frappes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Can you whistle?&lt;br /&gt;Give me a plastic whistle and I'll handle the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do people talk about you behind your back?&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY why they call it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;talking behind someone's BACK&lt;/span&gt;, my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Did you watch cartoons as a child?&lt;br /&gt;Nahh...I'm far more intellectual than that. I watch Bloomberg, BBC and CNN. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do you think??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What movie do you know every line to?&lt;br /&gt;Countless, mi friendo...countless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you own any brand T-shirts?&lt;br /&gt;Since when T-shirts come in designer??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Is anyone in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;I would like to ask again...DID YOU FALL OFF THE FACE OF EARTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Do you do your own dishes?&lt;br /&gt;Pfft! I'm not some kind of potter. I get MY dishes(or rather my mom gets HER dishes) form Jusco department store. Either that or Parkson's. Really beautiful china plates I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Ever cry in public?&lt;br /&gt;The occasional now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Are you on a desktop computer or a laptop?&lt;br /&gt;Scrutinizing me now, are you? Does it make any social difference? What--if I said I was using a desktop computer, you'll render me as lame and uncool? IS THAT IT?!!! HUH?!?!?!!?! ANSWER ME!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Are you wanting any piercings or tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;2 piercings are fine with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What's the weather like?&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home in an air-conditioned room. So I'm going to take a stab at the weather and guess...it's windy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Would you ever date someone covered in tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;Would the tattoos be the only bad thing about him in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What did you do before this?&lt;br /&gt;I blogged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) When was the last time you slept on the couch?&lt;br /&gt;Quite some time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) How many hours of sleep do you need to function properly?&lt;br /&gt;More than 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you eat breakfast daily?&lt;br /&gt;It's my get-up-an-go fuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Are your days full and fast-paced?&lt;br /&gt;Nein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Do you pay attention to the calories you eat in food?&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to do that. What I need is to NOT pay attention to the calorie-counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Do you use sarcasm?&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU KIDDING ME? AFTER I ANSWERED ALL THOSE QUESTIONS AND YOU STILL ASK?? You have a lot of nerve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Are you picky about spelling and grammar?&lt;br /&gt;Why...of coarse i is carefool whiff me speling and grammer. in the goldun werds of Ralph Wiggam,"Me fail English? That's unpossible!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Have you been to Six Flags?&lt;br /&gt;In Roller Coaster Tycoon, yes. In America? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Do you get along with the same sex or the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;What sick question is that? How do you think I have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;I have many girlfriends and boyfriends! Unless...it's the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; girlfriend/boyfriend you're talking about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Do you sleep on your side or back?&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Do you watch the news?&lt;br /&gt;When there's nothing on the telly. After all, desperate times call for desperate measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) One of your scars, how did you get it?&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't believe it...it was the most horrifying experience ever...this curse-happy madman came into my house when I was a baby and decided to blast everything in his way, leaving me with a scar shaped like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lightning&lt;/span&gt;, and in the worst places of all...MY FOREHEAD!!! No amount of concealer is gonna cover that bad boy up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Who was the last person to make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Pn. Chen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) How's the survey?&lt;br /&gt;I will repeat answer #9 : Do you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;want to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tag 5 people:&lt;br /&gt;1) Yi Jing&lt;br /&gt;2)Grace&lt;br /&gt;3)Ghee Ken&lt;br /&gt;4)Liiyung&lt;br /&gt;5) Whoever who wants their time indirectly wasted by me, go ahead and put your name down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say I didn't warn you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-4807264834863949245?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/4807264834863949245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=4807264834863949245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4807264834863949245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4807264834863949245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-now-tag-thee-girl-blog.html' title='I Now Tag Thee, Girl &amp; Blog...'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-1277860092490090894</id><published>2008-09-22T05:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T05:18:56.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Dedications</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the truth is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah the truth is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I miss you so.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you'll feel her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Because she's talking to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And Sha Lynn we know, she's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sha Lynn we know, she's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sha Lynn we know, she's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sha Lynn we know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guess what, readers? You deserve a gold star if you know the song references! Kinda lame post, but my teeth is hurting like hell(Oh, the price we pay for an inkling of beauty!!!), and I can't think.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-1277860092490090894?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/1277860092490090894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=1277860092490090894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1277860092490090894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1277860092490090894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/09/song-dedications.html' title='Song Dedications'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-9040261438867253944</id><published>2008-09-22T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T04:57:47.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Controversy Attempt #2</title><content type='html'>Obviously my previous attempt at being labeled as "CONTROVERSIAL" and subsequently sent to jail didn't work, for Anwar won some voting thingy. So, I've decided to take one step further and make a very rude jibe at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kerajaan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;THE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KERAJAAN &lt;/span&gt;CAN KISS MY @$$!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS TO YOUZ PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS SUCK EGGS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE SQUIDWARD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AS SQUILLIAN SUGGESTED!!!&lt;br /&gt;I NOW SUGGEST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KERAJAAN&lt;/span&gt; ARE EGG-SUCKERS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MWAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And I will see the rest of you readers from jail! Also, expect my next post from the Big House.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-9040261438867253944?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/9040261438867253944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=9040261438867253944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/9040261438867253944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/9040261438867253944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/09/controversy-attempt-2.html' title='Controversy Attempt #2'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-1989601486303484641</id><published>2008-09-21T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T04:57:39.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Golly, Miss Molly!</title><content type='html'>I have this post at the tip of my tongue, teeth and lips or rather tip of my fingers, nails and joints...I already planned out this post 3 days prior to today and would you BELIEVE it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT what I wanted to write about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pure bull-s!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Did you know that the dot on the i is called a 'tittle'? And that the s-hole in the violin is really called an f-hole? I will leave your dirty minds to interpret the latter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-1989601486303484641?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/1989601486303484641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=1989601486303484641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1989601486303484641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1989601486303484641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-golly-miss-molly.html' title='Good Golly, Miss Molly!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-806196204598337208</id><published>2008-09-14T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T02:37:37.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Certificate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Cerificate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;belonging to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAN SHA LYNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;Chan Sha Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Date of Birth(DDMMYYYY)&lt;/span&gt;: 31/03/1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Age&lt;/span&gt;: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gender&lt;/span&gt;: Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Occupation&lt;/span&gt;: Student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Religion&lt;/span&gt;: Buddhist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nationality&lt;/span&gt;: Malaysian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Race&lt;/span&gt;: Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Height&lt;/span&gt;: 168 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weight&lt;/span&gt;: 45 kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time of Death&lt;/span&gt;: 12:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day of Death&lt;/span&gt;: Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where Body Was Found&lt;/span&gt;: Sekolah Menengah Damansara Jaya (2 Batai/3Ramin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause of Death&lt;/span&gt;: Over-insulted by classmate(although morgue doctors suspect it's fright for                                the deceased has not begun to study yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, on the subject of death, God works in many mysterious ways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-806196204598337208?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/806196204598337208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=806196204598337208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/806196204598337208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/806196204598337208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/09/death-certificate.html' title='Death Certificate'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7794672102954054580</id><published>2008-09-06T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:20:08.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Stuff, Good Stuff</title><content type='html'>My blog is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;! Or PURPLE...&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHITE&lt;/span&gt;? A random assortment of lovely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;L&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;U&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then! *sigh* I could stare at my blog all day long...(if you don't count my parents shoo-ing me away from the computer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7794672102954054580?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7794672102954054580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7794672102954054580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7794672102954054580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7794672102954054580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-stuff-good-stuff.html' title='New Stuff, Good Stuff'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7020043203427350741</id><published>2008-08-24T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T08:44:03.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The REAL Deadly Sins of Life</title><content type='html'>The seven deadly sins of life is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) lust&lt;br /&gt;2) gluttony&lt;br /&gt;3) greed&lt;br /&gt;4) sloth&lt;br /&gt;5) wrath&lt;br /&gt;6) envy&lt;br /&gt;7) pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, they failed to mention the number one deadly sin that is so deadly it beats the other 7 sins by tenfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number one sin that out-classes every sin you could possible imagine is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PROCRASTINATION&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so going to hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7020043203427350741?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7020043203427350741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7020043203427350741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7020043203427350741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7020043203427350741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/08/real-deadly-sins-of-life.html' title='The REAL Deadly Sins of Life'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-49237006678781609</id><published>2008-08-13T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T06:08:46.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Read Is What You Get</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As promised from my previous blog post , I will give you a controversial post to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ANWAR FOREVER,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233981175282721666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SKLWJenO44I/AAAAAAAAAIA/vlDWnBXMiFU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NAJIB NEVER!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SKLbwilODUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/VbqXub8U4h8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233987343921057090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SKLbwilODUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/VbqXub8U4h8/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Finally, my blog is a well-rounded blog! Complete! Wholesome! It has sarcasm, emoness and controversy! Now all I have to do is to wait for the dumbass government to read this and I'm set! Once my blog is labelled "CONTROVERSIAL", I know I've hit the jackpot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Signed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Controversial Chan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-49237006678781609?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/49237006678781609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=49237006678781609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/49237006678781609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/49237006678781609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-you-read-is-what-you-get.html' title='What You Read Is What You Get'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SKLWJenO44I/AAAAAAAAAIA/vlDWnBXMiFU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-4277647928578210979</id><published>2008-08-07T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T07:50:30.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Repent, Perhaps, To Dream</title><content type='html'>Will things ever be the same? As you grow older, have I or will I? Maybe I'll get the chance to mature one day, do things teen girls of mature minds do...but for now, I will keep on waiting for that chance and grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; be friends again? Since you hate me more than him. To quote, "Time heals everything,". Will it heal this wound? Should it heal, will it be left a scar? Never to be forgotten? Or a simple scab, ready to be picked and forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first serious blog post. No sarcasm. Nothing. Not sure whether I am proud of it. Maybe I am. Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next: Controversial blog posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-4277647928578210979?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/4277647928578210979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=4277647928578210979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4277647928578210979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4277647928578210979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-repent-perhaps-to-dream.html' title='To Repent, Perhaps, To Dream'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7557495584679804650</id><published>2008-08-01T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:44:19.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wants and Duwants.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I duwantta be...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Chinese/Japanses/Korean singer named Yoga(?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Click Five&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of David Archupleplepta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Farenheit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Justin Timberlake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Chris Brown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of YunHo U Know(I have NO idea who he is)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to be...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Muse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Jason Mraz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Jet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Regina Spektor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Arctic Monkeys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of Weezer(well, just Pork &amp;amp; Beans)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fan of The Killers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;To all those Friendster people out there, &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt;, I'd rather be a fan of the latter...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Focker out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sha Lynn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7557495584679804650?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7557495584679804650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7557495584679804650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7557495584679804650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7557495584679804650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-wants-and-duwants.html' title='My Wants and Duwants.'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-656499464024233707</id><published>2008-08-01T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:29:23.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of The Mo'</title><content type='html'>When life gives you lemons...chuck 'em into the bin and head for the pre-made stuff!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-656499464024233707?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/656499464024233707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=656499464024233707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/656499464024233707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/656499464024233707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/08/quote-of-mo.html' title='Quote of The Mo&apos;'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7604923862412273608</id><published>2008-07-26T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T09:14:56.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>French Franchise Fries</title><content type='html'>An army of crass, slap-stick movies seem to be storming box-offices world wide...Crud. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all started with this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIaH6faJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/g02MACxSU9w/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227351406131767442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIaH6faJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/g02MACxSU9w/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It soon sparked another idea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIaJ7983I/AAAAAAAAAHA/cmtOsMdTc6s/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227351406674834290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIaJ7983I/AAAAAAAAAHA/cmtOsMdTc6s/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They just couldn't quit while they were ahead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIaVlCPgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ok0LmvbkNWI/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227351409799872002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIaVlCPgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Ok0LmvbkNWI/s320/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet another one such as below,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIabgVgRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5l2ceV5wB_E/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227351411390775570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIabgVgRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5l2ceV5wB_E/s320/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIajB9n2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/XWVdeJWUDgg/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227351413410864994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIajB9n2I/AAAAAAAAAHY/XWVdeJWUDgg/s320/untitled5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItL7DzvjRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/24vYIT_3dFU/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355270500289810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItL7DzvjRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/24vYIT_3dFU/s320/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most probably the black sheep of the family...it's surname isn't "Movie"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItL7hTSGjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/np7cofpCx98/s1600-h/untitled7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355278417205810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItL7hTSGjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/np7cofpCx98/s320/untitled7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oooh, here's one for the big people with coloured capes and Spandex tights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItL7tQyn9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/SpH0bUQNzTA/s1600-h/untitled8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355281627979730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItL7tQyn9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/SpH0bUQNzTA/s320/untitled8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One for the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItL78vs-zI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6VVVsCm0UQw/s1600-h/untitled9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355285784165170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItL78vs-zI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6VVVsCm0UQw/s320/untitled9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which unfortunately isn't enough as there would be writers pumping out movies like these faster than we could watch then all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us now bow our heads down in prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will such horrors never cease? Show us(or at least me) that we are not alone. That people have felt what we(I) felt, seen what we(I) seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7604923862412273608?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7604923862412273608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7604923862412273608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7604923862412273608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7604923862412273608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/07/french-franchise-fries.html' title='French Franchise Fries'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SItIaH6faJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/g02MACxSU9w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-6130759163449339426</id><published>2008-07-25T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T08:22:08.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide 101 For The Young</title><content type='html'>Thinking of suicide? Well, you've come to the right place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the suicidal student, we have a list of ways for quick, painless death...Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;For a quick,efficient death, DO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Say it straight to the discipline teacher, "I told you so". Nothing irks them more than being bested by their students.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Say it straight to the discipline teacher, "It's &lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;fault, not mine! I didn't want to say it before, but I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; feel like I should: I TOLD YOU SO!!". Nothing irks them more than being bested by their students, but knowing that the teacher is in the wrong can be &lt;em&gt;fatal&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Throw a paper aeroplane in front of the teacher. Should the teacher ask you to go to the office, reply that you can't because you're on the verge of a breakthrough of a dynamic paper plane model guaranteed to be the best in the world. You'd end up at the office faster before you could say "supercalifradgilisticexpialidocious" 10 times, &lt;em&gt;very, very&lt;/em&gt; slowly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allow the teacher to catch you doing something unimaginable in class. For instance, mooning. Or you could deliberately text during class. And for the Big Bang, let Teacher catch you passing a note. In the good words of a Boy Scout or Girl Guide, "Always be prepared." , you must &lt;em&gt;always be prepared.&lt;/em&gt; So, write down "Heehee, *teacher's name* has saggy boobs!! How does he/she walk around with their nips flailing around left,right, centre? Must be terribly uncomfortable!!!" And just for kicks, you could add in a carricature of your teacher with saggy boobs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pretend to fall asleep in class. When Teacher wakes you up and asks why you were sleeping, reply that you don't really know and that all you know is that you fall asleep whenever you're bored. And then for a big finish, say, "I just &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; understand how I could fall asleep during your class. Isn't it weird??"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your friends are equally suicidal, take turns to shout rude words at your teacher. Friend #1 could say , "Pn. Whoever!". Friend #2 could say, "Sucks!". Friend #3 could say, "My!" And then, in prefect unison, all of you chorus together, "[expletive]!!!!".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play Texas Hold'Em in class. Like the good author Harper Lee once wrote, "Matches are dangerous, but cards are fatal."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the presence of a Malay teacher(in fact, any narrow-minded teacher will do), sing "My Humps" accompanied by some dirty dancing involving some moves molesting yourself. Really fatal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annoy your teacher by pretending to be possessed. Say things in a different voice like, "You suckh eggsss!" or "My teacher is a load of cheeeeezzeeeeahhhh!!". Your class may find this hysterical and the disruption may cause the teacher to think otherwise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;See how easy it is? All YOU have to do is follow these simple steps. If all of the above do not work, I have a sure-fire death plan for you: Moon the Headmistress.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*The methods aforementioned may or may not work. Should none of them work including the sure-fire death plan, you have been warned. Please, do not come with your mummy demanding a refund. This is a small print. Therefore, you cannot sue.  Like I said, you have been warned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-6130759163449339426?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/6130759163449339426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=6130759163449339426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6130759163449339426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6130759163449339426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/07/suicide-101-for-young.html' title='Suicide 101 For The Young'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-1998411328403470512</id><published>2008-07-12T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:13:54.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag rhymes with rag which rhymes with "No Life"</title><content type='html'>1. What do you want the most now?&lt;br /&gt;I would very much like something now. Give me a few tags to think of something that I really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is the person you trust most?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Lone Ranger/Wolf...trust nobody...live alone, die alone...the Lone Free Ranger of SMKDJ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Very much. Incredibly much. Am very, very, VERY in love with buying DVD's. Will forever bear a grudge against Lucky &amp;amp; Flo should they close down pirated DVD shops in Dataran Sunway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you have a dream come true, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;That dream is close to my heart. Besides, that's ambiguous. So I will tell you a dream I once dreamt at night. I moved to a Japanese international school where none of the students would want to make friends because I'm an alleged "racist". How dream is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe...I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What's your goal(s) for this year?&lt;br /&gt;To be the world's (or at least school) #1 slacker/oaf. That's one goal too many for me already. I have high hopes for achieving the title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you believe in eternity?&lt;br /&gt;Do YOU believe in eternity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever broken a person's heart that he/she wants to commit suicide?&lt;br /&gt;I realize that it would be very narcissistic of me to give a positive answer, and also it would be very depressing to give a negative one. Therefore, I shall not dignify that question with an answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What feelings do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling of lying in my bed all day with naught but a book and my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What are the requirements from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Which half? Top or bottom? (I thank you, Ghee Ken, for answering that for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What kinds of feelings do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling...feeling...emo?sad?depressed?moody?broody?PMS-ed? None of these which I have not felt, so I really don't know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Just the ones near and dear to me and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What do you want to do in the future?&lt;br /&gt;I want to get married and have lots of babies in the far future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep. And food, LOTS of food. And water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What did you feel last night?&lt;br /&gt;Geez, personal much? Why in pluperfect hell would the whole world want to know what I felt last night or any other night for that matter??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Who do you hope to be always there for you?&lt;br /&gt;I hope my relations would always be there for me. And my best friends. This is one question I could not smart-answer because I don't know how to. Dang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.When do you think the world will end?&lt;br /&gt;The day I die. So to me, the world will end because I'm not there to enjoy it. How d'ya like THEM apples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What will you do?&lt;br /&gt;This is getting random. Please elaborate.(Thank you again, Ghee Ken, for I really do not have much to say about this matter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What do you think of the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;Ghee Ken?? Oh, I don't know...wait...I know! I can describe him with one word. This one word perfectly describes him....SCRABBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What do you want to know right now?&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, I would really love to know whether there is rainbow-coloured spray paint. When you *fzzzt* it, 7 different colours will come out. Really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, add 6 people in your list and list them out at the end of the post. Notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;-Yi Jing&lt;br /&gt;-Shmot Authors&lt;br /&gt;-Liiyung&lt;br /&gt;-Darren&lt;br /&gt;-Tim&lt;br /&gt;-Ghee Ken(TAG x5!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-1998411328403470512?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/1998411328403470512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=1998411328403470512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1998411328403470512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1998411328403470512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/07/tag-rhymes-with-rag-which-rhymes-with.html' title='Tag rhymes with rag which rhymes with &quot;No Life&quot;'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-8212163477789976013</id><published>2008-07-12T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T10:23:38.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Word!</title><content type='html'>One day(in school), I was walking back to class minding my own business, then my &lt;em&gt;erratic&lt;/em&gt; teacher came up to me very much &lt;em&gt;unscrupulously&lt;/em&gt;  and said in a &lt;em&gt;monotonous &lt;/em&gt;tone like a real &lt;em&gt;doppelganger&lt;/em&gt;, "Eh! Don't use this much more shorter way! Use the stairs! Take the long way! If you use the shorter way you will dilly-dally and skip class!!" I felt very &lt;em&gt;flummoxed&lt;/em&gt; at my incredibly &lt;em&gt;stupendous &lt;/em&gt;teacher. So I had to walk up the stairs in the hot, humid, &lt;em&gt;isotropic&lt;/em&gt; weather and I was sweating like crazy. Since it was first period, the classroom was downstairs and I had to walk UPSTAIRS before I could get DOWNSTAIRS. How much of an &lt;em&gt;ignoramus&lt;/em&gt; can one teacher be?? By the time I reached the actual class, my face was glowing with &lt;em&gt;luminosity &lt;/em&gt;and not in an attractive way and I felt like a &lt;em&gt;gnomon &lt;/em&gt;walking up and down. What an &lt;em&gt;albedo &lt;/em&gt;of a teacher I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely &lt;strong&gt;NO IDEA &lt;/strong&gt;what the words in italic meant, but I sound pretty much cool and intelligible saying it. So I thought it might be pretty funny if the reader(you) would actually look up the meaning words and tell me what the words ACTUALLY meant. I shall not &lt;em&gt;elucidate&lt;/em&gt; your time now, and sign off and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If this article isn't funny, then apologies. For those who looked up the meaning of the words and had a good laugh, could you post the meanings to me? Just post a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-8212163477789976013?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/8212163477789976013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=8212163477789976013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8212163477789976013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8212163477789976013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-word.html' title='What A Word!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3286135133965429205</id><published>2008-05-19T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:23:20.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIT IT!</title><content type='html'>IT'S FINALLY HERE! THE GODFORSAKEN MOMENT WE'VE("I've" actually, not sure about the rest of you guys out there)BEEN WAITING FOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE UNBELIEVABLE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDESCRIBABLE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;BABY VEEEEEEEEE *baby, come back!*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What...that? Eeeeewwww--- no! Non! Nein! Nix! Negative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about JASON MRAZ!!! Yes, folks! The long-awaited album since the 2005 sensation(to me anyways) "Mr.A-Z". I know I sound like a hypocrite, but just because I don't obssess(now it's Muse!) over Jason Mraz as much as I did when I was 12 doesn't mean I stopped liking him. I was sort of in a mild stupor when the fact that Hitz.fm(most noted for playing music like *beep*,*bleep*,*beep* and especially the most hated song *beeep*. But to each her own, hey? My own is set much mroe higher*smug*. Just joshing with you guys) is playing "I'm Yours" nationwide. Maybe it wasn't a mild stupor... I'm guessingit was a sort of you-can-knock-me-over-with-a-speck-of-dust-in-an-operating-room stupor. Kidding. I don't exaggerate. But did you hear about the time when I climbed Mt. Kinabalu with nothing but super-strength and the clothes on my back? Isn't it amazing?! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest album: We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things.&lt;br /&gt;Latest reaction: OMFGWTHJCBBQPTY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that these things come a bit too late. Like his last concert here. If memory serves me correctly, it was in 2005. Precisely 1 year before my 1-and-three-quarters-of-a-year obssession with him. Now I'm not quite that crazed over him, his album pops out of thin air. Pretty sure I would've been doped to high heavens with ecstasy. But nobody's complaining, hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to "We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things" now. Quite a jazzy theme. Relaxing and such. Like a pop-ish version of lounge music only better than any pop-ish version of lounge music. And... there's a song sort of like "Wordplay". Some tongue-twister of a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your full-on sarcastic blogger is gonna sign off now. You know where to speak your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, Jason Mraz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sincerest apologies for lack of pictures. It's brutal work looking for pictures and uploading them. *wink*wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3286135133965429205?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3286135133965429205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3286135133965429205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3286135133965429205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3286135133965429205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/05/hit-it.html' title='HIT IT!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3559695224191527568</id><published>2008-05-16T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:34:19.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Furry Leg Blues or Ode to Furry Legs or How I Ditched The Razors And Learned To Love My Stubble-Covered Legs</title><content type='html'>Having a spot of problems with my legs, but other than that they're just fine which inspired me to write this poem. Timothy Sim, if you're reading this, THIS is how rhyming should be. Sounds the same(about there) but DIFFERENT spelling. Enjoy, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE FURRYLEG BLUES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got a set of furrylegs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they ain't much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every morning when I'd get up and shave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They's grow again as soon as I'm done!&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;People stare at my leggy hair,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They point and whisper at them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My legs are like a freaking bush!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hair space is all tiny and crammed.&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;Heck! I can't even sleep with the guy of my dreams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without giving him that uncomfortable feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little furry weapons will rid him of sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By morn his skin would be red and peeling.&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;I've got a case of "The Furryleg Blues",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That tiny prickle sensation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They poke at me whenever they can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I curse them eternal damnation!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;There you go. Must admit though, the rhythm bit could use some work...BUT IN YO' FACE!! You cannot deny my "MAD RHYMING SKILLZ" Timothy!&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;P.S. Wanted to put L337 for the "MAD RHYMING SKILLZ" part. Silly html crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3559695224191527568?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3559695224191527568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3559695224191527568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3559695224191527568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3559695224191527568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/05/furry-leg-blues-or-ode-to-furry-legs-or.html' title='The Furry Leg Blues or Ode to Furry Legs or How I Ditched The Razors And Learned To Love My Stubble-Covered Legs'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7909827353005496506</id><published>2008-05-15T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:02:25.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A World of Laughter, A World Of Tears...</title><content type='html'>Recently announced: It's A Small World Ride Makes Its Debut in Hong Kong Disneyland. AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, if you compare it to the one in Muse's video "Invincible", I'm pretty sure both rides are quite not on the same wavelengths.However, as professional*cough*cough* blogger, I will do a post about it. I have not been to the ride myself &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;frankly speaking...&lt;/span&gt; but from what I read about it sure sounds like a dream...I think. Not to say I'm dissing the ride, but the song is being played in NINE different languages!&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine...:&lt;br /&gt;1) It's A Small World After All...&lt;br /&gt;2) Petit monde après tous&lt;br /&gt;3) Kleine Welt S.-A. schliesslich&lt;br /&gt;4) Piccolo mondo dello S.A. dopo tutti&lt;br /&gt;5) мир A.S. малый после всех&lt;br /&gt;6) Pequeño mundo del S.A. después de todos&lt;br /&gt;7) Mundo pequeno do S.A. após tudo&lt;br /&gt;8) μικρός κόσμος Α.Ε. τελικά&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Ini Adalah Satu Dunia Yang Kecil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis enough to make you go nuts, but who's counting? Not me, that's for sure. But wouldn't it be a novelty though? To hear our &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'bahasa rasmi'&lt;/span&gt; being played over and over again in an international theme park visited by millions of people worldwide(I'm guessing second to Florida) , such honour! German is a bit hard to imagine being sung high-pitched, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky two &lt;strike&gt;buggers&lt;/strike&gt; kids who managed to go on an all-expense paid trip ti HK, but hey, I'm not complainin'.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, to top it all off, after the grand opening there was a concert where international singers including our Malaysian one. Michael Something. I think. I'm not even sure the first name is Michael to begin with... but apparently in the news four supposed international popstars sang "It's A Small World" in FOUR MORE languages and in &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;remix. &lt;/span&gt;Not cover, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;REMIX.&lt;/span&gt; can't imagine how it goes. Four more languages, too. Maybe it's four MORE languages or four languages from the nine languages. Whatever it is, it could most probably make me go like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SC0-TKi6A1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/YBwHOU6yxhI/s1600-h/IMG_1673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200881643651990354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SC0-TKi6A1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/YBwHOU6yxhI/s320/IMG_1673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7909827353005496506?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7909827353005496506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7909827353005496506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7909827353005496506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7909827353005496506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-world-of-laughter-world-of-tears.html' title='It&apos;s A World of Laughter, A World Of Tears...'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/SC0-TKi6A1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/YBwHOU6yxhI/s72-c/IMG_1673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3711905244697086113</id><published>2008-03-08T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T06:05:36.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blocks Around The World</title><content type='html'>There are many kinds of blocks in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have block blocks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KYiKxQLkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/S1Jh8Dgoifk/s1600-h/block.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175366634576031298" style="CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KYiKxQLkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/S1Jh8Dgoifk/s320/block.gif" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;red blocks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9Kbv6xQLsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fmU1ZOcbdaM/s1600-h/red_block.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175370169334116034" style="CURSOR: hand" height="155" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9Kbv6xQLsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fmU1ZOcbdaM/s320/red_block.preview.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mario's question mark block,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KZcaxQLoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IM0vUnVQ3zs/s1600-h/question_mark_block.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175367635303411330" style="WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="162" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KZcaxQLoI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IM0vUnVQ3zs/s320/question_mark_block.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby blocks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9Kc26xQLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Of_zCWzmqoQ/s1600-h/baby-blocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175371389104828130" style="CURSOR: hand" height="164" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9Kc26xQLuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Of_zCWzmqoQ/s320/baby-blocks.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lego blocks(a.k.a mini building blocks),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KZcqxQLpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zRPC89mIaCU/s1600-h/soa_lego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175367639598378642" style="WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="123" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KZcqxQLpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/zRPC89mIaCU/s320/soa_lego.jpg" width="131" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenga blocks(are they really called blocks?),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KZcKxQLnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_pXXrIY2EmE/s1600-h/JengaBlock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175367631008444018" style="CURSOR: hand" height="90" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KZcKxQLnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/_pXXrIY2EmE/s320/JengaBlock.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Microsoft blocks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KZb6xQLmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gH7Thnj0KGY/s1600-h/green_red_yellow_blue_block.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175367626713476706" style="CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KZb6xQLmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gH7Thnj0KGY/s320/green_red_yellow_blue_block.png" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tetra blocks(?),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KZc6xQLqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7JfzT1o1fBw/s1600-h/tetra-block-full-skeleton.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175367643893345954" style="WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="185" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KZc6xQLqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7JfzT1o1fBw/s320/tetra-block-full-skeleton.gif" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tetris blocks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KYiaxQLlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YovfVhWNHqk/s1600-h/Games.221.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175366638870998610" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="136" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KYiaxQLlI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YovfVhWNHqk/s320/Games.221.gif" width="114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;block shaped toasters(?),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KYg6xQLhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fx_iC5UEf_U/s1600-h/trabo_block_2_jul_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175366613101194770" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="235" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KYg6xQLhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fx_iC5UEf_U/s320/trabo_block_2_jul_04.jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;chopping block,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KYh6xQLiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/upbu1hPkdPs/s1600-h/bamb_chop_block_propped_LRG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175366630281063970" style="CURSOR: hand" height="255" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KYh6xQLiI/AAAAAAAAAEg/upbu1hPkdPs/s320/bamb_chop_block_propped_LRG.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my all-time favourite block(kidding), the ever-elusive(not), ever liked(pulling your leg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WRITER'S BLOCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KbxqxQLtI/AAAAAAAAAF4/127e0GnP1f8/s1600-h/Slide4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175370199398887122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KbxqxQLtI/AAAAAAAAAF4/127e0GnP1f8/s320/Slide4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3711905244697086113?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3711905244697086113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3711905244697086113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3711905244697086113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3711905244697086113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/03/blocks-around-world.html' title='Blocks Around The World'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R9KYiKxQLkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/S1Jh8Dgoifk/s72-c/block.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-9183408138405338853</id><published>2008-02-16T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T21:35:10.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awwwww........FREAK OUT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am pretty sure this post is completely irrelevant to the title. I am short of ideas on what to blog about, so this will be a post on random musings. On reandom musings as in chock-a-block full of random musings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Musing #1&lt;br /&gt;My best friend was almost wasted, my sister was tipsy and my dad denies it, but it's pretty obvious that he has been drinking a tad too much at a party yesterday. It was pretty eventful for 3 people who had obviously been drinking hardcore alcohol. I was like, WOAH! Not much eventful for my sis though. But my dad and best friend, ahhhh, THAT my friends, is a completely different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Musing #2&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day guys. To all those lonely people like me who didn't get a single valentine whatsoever...Cheers. A drink to us. To all those unimaginably, immensely popular people who gets loads of stuff during Valentine's day...Congratulations. And go stuff yourselves. Haha. No. I am not jealous. Please, &lt;em&gt;far &lt;/em&gt;from it. Seriously. I was joking. Poking fun. Kidding. Making a goof. Being fun. Whatever you wanna call it. So...Happy &lt;em&gt;Belated &lt;/em&gt;Valentine's Day to you cute lo0ve-birds out there. But to the single people, I'm pretty sure Valentine's Day has another alternative. Happy Friendship Day to you looking singles out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Musing #3&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to everybody. The 15 days aren't over yet. Hurry! You still have time to collect the little materialistic red packets!! HURRY!! Not sure how many days to go, but there's still time! Visit everybody you know, and keep collecting, collecting, COLLECTING! MOVE YO' ASSES PEOPLE!! SHAKE A LEG! HOP TO IT! GET TO IT! Then come home and &lt;strike&gt;mail me your stuff&lt;/strike&gt; get materialistic and go crazy. This is lame....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored right now, I'm gonna sign off and Muse my ears off.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-9183408138405338853?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/9183408138405338853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=9183408138405338853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/9183408138405338853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/9183408138405338853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/02/awwwwwfreak-out.html' title='Awwwww........FREAK OUT!!!!!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-7252133037478216850</id><published>2008-02-10T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:14:07.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grim Reaper's Lifestyle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Grim Reaper. He's my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165593627299549234" style="WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="228" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_gCRk2EDI/AAAAAAAAADA/o03OZzd7iE4/s320/untitled.bmp" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grim Reaper, has just reaped a soul 'cos that's what he does. His surname is Reaper and he reaps souls and that is very obvious or else he wouldn't be called that. He also emos a lot. That could explain his name Grim. He wouldn't be called Grim if he doesn't emo either. That is something also very obvious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_iNBk2EFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7XCPV1HZes8/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165596011006398546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_iNBk2EFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7XCPV1HZes8/s320/untitled6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, Grim Reaper has just collected my Sim's soul. Now what does he do??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_iNBk2EGI/AAAAAAAAADY/TjqUm_dYDf4/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165596011006398562" style="WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="149" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_iNBk2EGI/AAAAAAAAADY/TjqUm_dYDf4/s320/untitled1.bmp" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;First, he watches MY TV while I'm dead and gone...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_iNRk2EHI/AAAAAAAAADg/f4MRAGlAh5s/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165596015301365874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_iNRk2EHI/AAAAAAAAADg/f4MRAGlAh5s/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And if he's feeling a mite uncomfortable, he takes a dump in MY toilet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_kTBk2EJI/AAAAAAAAADw/ncSpjab_IsQ/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165598313108869266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_kTBk2EJI/AAAAAAAAADw/ncSpjab_IsQ/s320/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;After having a good time in my toilet, he takes his time to stop and smell MY flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_kTBk2EII/AAAAAAAAADo/zNMGacYqVCE/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165598313108869250" style="CURSOR: hand" height="317" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_kTBk2EII/AAAAAAAAADo/zNMGacYqVCE/s320/untitled3.bmp" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since he is on a roll here doing my stuff, he attends my friend's wedding in my place. And TRIES to reap my friend's dad's soul. Grim is one sick and bored guy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_kTRk2EKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tHU1IPdk7C4/s1600-h/untitled5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165598317403836578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_kTRk2EKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tHU1IPdk7C4/s320/untitled5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the party mood is in full swing, Grim makes everyone feel emo by handing out his home-made picture-postcard of his wife, Mrs. Reaper[who unfortuantely, took off with Lucifer(the devil)]. I suspect Grim took the white rose from my garden. 'Cos usually my white rose count is 60. When I counted it again, it came to 59 now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now you know Grim's busy schedule. No wonder he isn't able to attend my parties when my Sim was still living.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-7252133037478216850?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/7252133037478216850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=7252133037478216850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7252133037478216850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/7252133037478216850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/02/grim-reapers-lifestyle.html' title='The Grim Reaper&apos;s Lifestyle.'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6_gCRk2EDI/AAAAAAAAADA/o03OZzd7iE4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3557435823723005021</id><published>2008-02-09T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:16:28.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hand at Haiku</title><content type='html'>Just came back from Taiping,&lt;br /&gt;Now I am real bored,&lt;br /&gt;This haiku really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, no? Nahh, I'm no Shakespeare or any other Japanese poet for that matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3557435823723005021?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3557435823723005021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3557435823723005021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3557435823723005021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3557435823723005021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/02/hand-at-haiku.html' title='Hand at Haiku'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3609932388315682258</id><published>2008-02-04T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T19:35:45.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi, Gong Xi, Gong Xi Ni YAHH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what day is it today. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday?? It’s a Tuesday on this very fine day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, another question! Guess what TIME is it NOW. Oh damn…school hasn’t started yet. But just to tell you, it’s 11.26…AT NIGHT! Nahh, in the morning( I wanted to use the strikeout font for “AT NIGHT” but unfortunately, I can’t find it on the Blogger toolbar ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST and final question for you guys…GUESS where I am . School computer lab? Nope. CC? Nada. At home? Nix. I am in Taiping, Perak. Absorb it…nice and slow. Yeah, drink deep on the information and the fact that while I’m having a blast eating my Popo out of house and home and rocking out with Guitar Hero, you guys are gonna be working your asses off in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO TAIPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO MY POPO’S MOSQUITO-INFESTED HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f_CxXW1vI/AAAAAAAAAC0/N1lr7-E-F6g/s1600-h/mosquito.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163375920879687410" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f_CxXW1vI/AAAAAAAAAC0/N1lr7-E-F6g/s320/mosquito.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO ILLEGAL FIRECRACKERS AND POP-POP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f_CxXW1tI/AAAAAAAAACk/luWOu498a9w/s1600-h/FirecrackerInjury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163375920879687378" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f_CxXW1tI/AAAAAAAAACk/luWOu498a9w/s320/FirecrackerInjury.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO EATING UNHEALTHY SNACKS AND BALLOONING UP IN WEIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f-QhXW1sI/AAAAAAAAACc/zMyvd3lgjJA/s1600-h/Fat-Guy-in-Chair-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163375057591260866" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f-QhXW1sI/AAAAAAAAACc/zMyvd3lgjJA/s320/Fat-Guy-in-Chair-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO VISITING RELATIVES’ HOUSES AND PLASTERING ON A PHONY SMILE JUST SO THAT I CAN SCORE BIG ON THE ANG-PAU’S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f_CxXW1uI/AAAAAAAAACs/R9PRlbcP9xU/s1600-h/george-w-bush-picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163375920879687394" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f_CxXW1uI/AAAAAAAAACs/R9PRlbcP9xU/s320/george-w-bush-picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO THOSE LONG FAMILY REUNION DINNERS WITH RELATIVES WHOM I AM NOT EXACTLY CLOSE TO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f-PxXW1pI/AAAAAAAAACE/AoaCRq92UnA/s1600-h/32_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163375044706358930" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f-PxXW1pI/AAAAAAAAACE/AoaCRq92UnA/s320/32_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO FIGHTING OVER WHO’S TURN IS IT TO USE THE PS2(in which all the big kids usually win the fights)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f-QRXW1rI/AAAAAAAAACU/X7YH-nrWxH0/s1600-h/creative-fights-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163375053296293554" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f-QRXW1rI/AAAAAAAAACU/X7YH-nrWxH0/s320/creative-fights-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO LEARNING HOW TO PLAY MAH-JONGG AND CAUSING MY PARENTS HUGE MIGRAINES BECAUSE I STILL CAN’T UNDERSTAND THE RULES AND KEEP ON FOULING UP EVERYWHERE ON THE TABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f-PhXW1oI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rM2ENbI_0OY/s1600-h/01-frustrated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163375040411391618" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f-PhXW1oI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rM2ENbI_0OY/s320/01-frustrated.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO VISITING ALL THOSE HOT, HUMID, SMOKY TEMPLES ONLY TO COME HOME HOT, SMOKY, UNCOMFORTABLE AND IRRATIONALLY CRANKY BECAUSE OF THE HEAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f-QRXW1qI/AAAAAAAAACM/JC9qytJmdxY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163375053296293538" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f-QRXW1qI/AAAAAAAAACM/JC9qytJmdxY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh, yes. I have 5 exciting days ahead of me to accomplish lots of things. My, I feel so honored to have such an exciting itinery(the things I put up with just to collect the wonderful red packets)!! I know lately my blogs are getting shorter and shorter(this too), but I promise, or at least I’ll TRY to, after CNY, my blogs are gonna be long!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta vamoose now guys, BIG WEEK ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;Have a very happy Chinese New Year, or as said in the Mandarin dialect “Gong Xi Fa Cai” or in Cantonese “ Gong Hei Fatt Choy” and in Hainanese though which I don’t know ‘cos I don’t see the billboards posting up the words “Gong Xi Fa Cai” in Hainan. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green light, GO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3609932388315682258?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3609932388315682258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3609932388315682258' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3609932388315682258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3609932388315682258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/02/gong-xi-gong-xi-gong-xi-ni-yahh.html' title='Gong Xi, Gong Xi, Gong Xi Ni YAHH!!!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6f_CxXW1vI/AAAAAAAAAC0/N1lr7-E-F6g/s72-c/mosquito.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-4587053010627611700</id><published>2008-01-26T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T08:39:06.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Addiction</title><content type='html'>It all started with Jason Mraz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by The Killers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Arctic Monkeys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally ending with MUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, people,Muse. My latest MUSIC addiction. Chocolate will always remain my number 1 snack addiction=). You wouldn't believe it, everyday I have Muse on a loop in my head. Starting off with Hysteria. Followed by Time is Running Out. And then Supermassive Black Hole. Tagging behind is Starlight. And last but DEFINITELY not least...Knights of Cydonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That band is pretty effing amazing, I tell you. Plus, I never realized it, but I seriously think Matthew Bellamy's chin is cute. Like, really cute. I mean, OMG-THAT-IS-SO-CUTE cute. I mean Starlight has always been my emo song. I get all hyped-up and ready to punch-dance all my stress and rage away(not that I have any).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to put up a picture of his chin...BUT...why would I go through all that trouble?? Instead, I will give you a virtual experience of his chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, you're looking at Matthew Bellamy. You're focusing in on nowhere but his chin. His most AWESOME FANTASTICULOUS looking chin. Now, imagine on the MOST AWESOME FANTASTICULOUS looking chin ever and there you go! Pretty helpful I say.=) I can't agree that he is good-looking...FOR THE FIRST ALBUM!! Or maybe it was the first and second album, I don't know, but for Black Holes &amp;amp; Revelations he was suddenly DAMN freaking hot. Like, WOOOOH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored but I wouldn't leave you without some good stuff...I mean, that's me...I wouldn't leave you guys hangin' round without the good stuff stuffed full of goodly goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOOO.......guess what I'm gonna leave you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6SWnhXW1mI/AAAAAAAAABs/aTO5MtuXjZ0/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162416678588831330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6SWnhXW1mI/AAAAAAAAABs/aTO5MtuXjZ0/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT!!!!! HAHA!!! You fell for it, LOSER!!!!!!AHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the REAL picture...*cough*LOSER*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6SWnxXW1nI/AAAAAAAAAB0/H4QBpRIXPzE/s1600-h/mattbell.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162416682883798642" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" height="232" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6SWnxXW1nI/AAAAAAAAAB0/H4QBpRIXPzE/s320/mattbell.png" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His CHIN!!! The ALMIGHTY MOST AWESOME FANTASTICULOUS LOOKING CHIN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LONG LIVE MATTHEW BELLAMY'S CHIN!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL HAIL KING CHIN OF MATTHEW BELLAMY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-4587053010627611700?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/4587053010627611700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=4587053010627611700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4587053010627611700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4587053010627611700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2008/01/latest-addiction.html' title='Latest Addiction'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R6SWnhXW1mI/AAAAAAAAABs/aTO5MtuXjZ0/s72-c/scan0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-264190107912920544</id><published>2007-12-29T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T01:22:14.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Give Up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;After my...wait..how long was it since my last post?October 10...So That means it's...Oct,Nov,Dec...27,28,29...which makes it like...31 days,30 days,20 days....Ahhhh, yes!!After my 2months-20days-16hours-40minutes-and-counting hiatus...I have finally returned AND decided to scrap the "Ah-SO, My Paper Tiger!!" idea. I haven't really posted for quite a long time for reasons unknown(ONE reason that you should know, I was kinda lazy to blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.... a public apology to my &lt;em&gt;dearest &lt;/em&gt;fans everywhere.Not that you should care anyways but,yeah,you should,cause it concerns me.Haha.Just joking.Seriously.I know this is starting to get boring, but seriously, HOW many things are there to blog about?Zilch.Maybe I'll talk about what I did for Christmas.That would be a good idea wouldn't it?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "How The Grinch Stole Christmas".I tell you, the Martha-May Whoviere is damn &lt;em&gt;kau gatal. &lt;/em&gt;If you watched the movie, I'm pretty sure you would know which part. Also, There were some weird parts like the Grinch flying from the dumpster and landing face-first in Martha's bust(not exactly what I would call child material but what the hell!).&lt;strong&gt;Lucky bastard (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a clip on YouTube called "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hx5QonQB3bI"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dick in a Box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;".Somehow, I think describing the clip as 'funny' would be putting it rather mildly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149322127882404034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R3YRMWp9QMI/AAAAAAAAABk/UATpUo9JpIY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's my dick in a box..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unlike you lucky,rich asses out there who could afford turkey,I had roast chicken.Nowhere near as tasty as roast turkey or roast beast-but hey,I ain't complainin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly...Before I sign off.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAVE A VERY &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BELATED&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; AND A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;NEW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-264190107912920544?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/264190107912920544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=264190107912920544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/264190107912920544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/264190107912920544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-give-up.html' title='I Give Up...'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/R3YRMWp9QMI/AAAAAAAAABk/UATpUo9JpIY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-98873762839250214</id><published>2007-10-10T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:09:01.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalalaa....</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently goofing off right now in school. We're using the internet! Wheee!!!&lt;br /&gt;I love my marks!&lt;br /&gt;I love my computer!&lt;br /&gt;I love myself!&lt;br /&gt;I love food!&lt;br /&gt;I love whatever there is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lynniekittie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-98873762839250214?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/98873762839250214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=98873762839250214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/98873762839250214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/98873762839250214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2007/10/lalalalaa.html' title='Lalalalaa....'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-8067099452482386871</id><published>2007-08-24T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T02:01:29.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah-SO,My Paper Tiger!! (Part I)</title><content type='html'>Hello. Hello to you. I have decided, after reading one of the blogs from &lt;a href="http://www.howshmotfulofyou.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Shmotful Authors&lt;/a&gt;, I am gonna write about my holiday in Japan, 2007. It was during the March holidays and I get to skip one day of school.Yay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Rs7Ktfp4AWI/AAAAAAAAABE/AGCR-wU9-dQ/s1600-h/DSCN0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102238310797410658" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Rs7Ktfp4AWI/AAAAAAAAABE/AGCR-wU9-dQ/s320/DSCN0846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;KLIA Airport. Night flight *yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took a night flight to Japan. I think we left around 12 A.M and arrived around 7. When we reached it was friggin' cold I tell you! I swear, if anyone took a piss outside it would freeze even before it reached the ground.Haha!Fancy walking around with frozen piss in your pants! I assure you, it wouldn't look the least bit normal.&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/RwiMWFWL_AI/AAAAAAAAABU/gLs34P5XN-M/s1600-h/DSCN0849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/RwiMWFWL_AI/AAAAAAAAABU/gLs34P5XN-M/s320/DSCN0849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118495287526816770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right there, in the picture, the object in the background was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freaking awesome&lt;/span&gt;.It's like 4 whatever-containers-those-are are defying gravity like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nobody's&lt;/span&gt; business. They must have used cement or super-glue or something cause it certainly hell can't do that on its own.Oh yeah, and the people in front is my mummy, my papa and papa's friend Mr.Ban (or something like that). We're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bunki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; in with him during our 1--week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stay&lt;/span&gt; in The Land Of The Rising Sun(B-E-A-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yootiful&lt;/span&gt; name:) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just give you a brief &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;itinerary&lt;/span&gt; about our trip. In the following posts, I will elaborate them. We didn't go an a tour, so I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; remember parts of it(most parts of it seems like!). But I know we went to Disney Land, Disney Sea, some temples shopping malls. Eveyday we have to take the underground train to get to our destination and it is CRAMPED like shit during ruch hours, I kid you not. And then there is this beef restaurant near the service apartment we're staying in(it's really, really awesome I tell you!). Everyday me and my parents walk past that shop making plans to eat there during our stay. Sad to say, we didn't make it&gt;: (. The one night we were supposed to eat there it was fully booked and we had to make reservations in the first place. Oh, the horror! I spent almost everyday of that week walking past the shop in high hopes that my dinner would be in there. And to rub some salt in my hungry wounds, they played tapes of the food being cooked right &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in front of us.&lt;/span&gt; Blahhhh!!!Pure torture. Can be like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saw V&lt;/span&gt; already. Forcing the hungry victis to go thru' hours of watching cooking-show related videos. And then they'll lose it and go on a rampage eating whatever they find(but most preferably eating each other).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.I want to go now. Stay tuned for more episodes of  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ah-SO, My Paper Tiger!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; End of Part One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-8067099452482386871?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/8067099452482386871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=8067099452482386871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8067099452482386871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/8067099452482386871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2007/08/ah-somy-paper-tiger-part-i.html' title='Ah-SO,My Paper Tiger!! (Part I)'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Rs7Ktfp4AWI/AAAAAAAAABE/AGCR-wU9-dQ/s72-c/DSCN0846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-6778958858182680074</id><published>2007-08-03T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T01:43:34.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysteries Uncovered</title><content type='html'>It's nice to be back at the keyboard again.After my long absence(I'm pretty sure you guys miss me so much!),I have come up with another idea for my next post.&lt;br /&gt;Introducing....MYSTERIES UNCOVERED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, all those myths about CHAN SHA LYNN are about to be explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myth #1=People always say that I am lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: WRONG!!I am NEVER lazy, I just don't have the time to study, that's all...besides, the subjects that I've been taught has always been somewhat boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myth #2=Some people think that all the food energy I've been using goes down my ***,that's why I'm skinny.&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Wrong-o again. I mean, that happens to other students but not me. All those good energy goes up to my head, specifically my brain. Have you ever wondered how I've been getting those fabulous marks just by chomping away the chompful chomps using my chompers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myth #3=Sha Lynn is running out of ideas for the myths of her blog.&lt;br /&gt;Verdict:How true...And since I have nothing else to put...I will sign off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-6778958858182680074?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/6778958858182680074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=6778958858182680074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6778958858182680074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/6778958858182680074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2007/08/mysteries-uncovered.html' title='Mysteries Uncovered'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-4555107439040030481</id><published>2007-07-21T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T21:57:07.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress,Even More Stress,STRESS!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh man,oh man,oh man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't believe it. Who knew that directing has been such a hassle for me,eh? So freakin' stressed out. The thing about this directing thing is that you HAVE to know how to tolerate everybody and work with and unerstand and learn how to accept other people's criticism and opinions. BUT I try these things and WHAT do I get in return? Some bunch of illiterate dung-heads criticising how I write my script. Maybe my script has some mistakes here and there,BUT at least I got a freakin' GOOD for my script FROM the teacher. You have to believe how upset I was when people were saying that my script sucks. F- the lot!! I worked my ass off on a WHOLE Sunday just to get the damn script done. Hell, I even forced myself to miss my sister's open day in college and I REALLY wanted to see how it looks like.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/RqLe7TehoGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gzWP9qxXr8M/s1600-h/PoutingJebby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 181px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/RqLe7TehoGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gzWP9qxXr8M/s320/PoutingJebby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089875639304036450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Stupid turds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai-yohh...I feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;begitu frus betul sekarang le...&lt;/span&gt;I wonder if international scriptwriters have days like these...And for the cherry on top, I'm being accused of copying other people's script*HUGE sigh*. I wonder if Peter Jackson has days like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/RqLjZzehoHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Iu-KNL5D1Ro/s1600-h/frustration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 115px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/RqLjZzehoHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Iu-KNL5D1Ro/s320/frustration.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089880561336557682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-4555107439040030481?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/4555107439040030481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=4555107439040030481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4555107439040030481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/4555107439040030481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2007/07/stresseven-more-stressstress.html' title='Stress,Even More Stress,STRESS!!!!!!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/RqLe7TehoGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gzWP9qxXr8M/s72-c/PoutingJebby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-2276603691019193648</id><published>2007-07-13T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T08:30:39.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg.I look like...</title><content type='html'>Just now only...JUST now only,the most humiliating thing ever happened.I was surfing the Net with my sis.When I had a good idea for a website to search in the net."Why not try MyHeritage.com?" I said(I wouldn't know about this website until I read kennysia.com).She agreed.As for being so clever as to suggest this idea,I went first and posted a picture of myself that looks like this: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6833/3956/1600/7AC41624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6833/3956/320/7AC41624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad pic eh?That is until I saw the celebrity that was supposedly my 'look-alike'.The stupid website came up with this celeb that was the closest looking to me looking like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6833/3956/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6833/3956/320/images.jpg" border="0" height="141" width="90" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bae Yong-Jun!!I expected a beautiful woman and I was recognnized as a man?!?If&lt;br /&gt;you think you saw the last of me looking like a man,MyHeritage face recognition came up with these people who also matches my face.Introducing.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6833/3956/1600/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6833/3956/320/images1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GARY SINISE!!!Or maybe............ &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6833/3956/1600/images2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6833/3956/320/images2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben Kingsley?!?!?WTF!!!HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LOOK LIKE HIM WHEN WE HAVE A HUGEE DIFFERENCE ON OUR HEADS!!!!Stupid website......Other than looking like a gay actor,an aging detective and a balding thief,there are&lt;br /&gt;some pretty celebs that was supposed to be my look-alike such as,Katie Leung(I dunno how she&lt;br /&gt;became second closest),Sammi Cheng,Aya Matsuura and another famous person:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6833/3956/1600/images3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6833/3956/320/images3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Imelda Marcos wasn't one of my consolations.You're kidding me.The woman who owns a bullet proof bra??Wait a second..........If she appears as my look-alike then.............I"M GETTING OLD!!!!!!!!!!!YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDIN ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sue this website if that's the last thing I'll do!!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid website..~!@#!!! What next?Saddam Hussein??Bite me.........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-2276603691019193648?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/2276603691019193648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=2276603691019193648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2276603691019193648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/2276603691019193648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2007/07/omgi-look-like.html' title='Omg.I look like...'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-69847276755353923</id><published>2007-07-13T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T08:13:30.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sha Lynn Makes An Attempt At Chain Mails</title><content type='html'>Okay,have you guys ever received a chain mail before?So now,I, Chan Sha Lynn is going to try at a chain mail.I know this sounds like Kenny Sia.The one where he attemots a bimbo blog.Now this is Chan Sha Lynn where I attempt a chain mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;(I don't know why every chain mail has this but they do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;your "one true love" will love you if you send this to whatever number of people to get what &gt;&gt;&gt;crap luck you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;THIS IS SOOO FREAKY!!!!!(Yeah,chain mails are "freaky" and LAME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;One day,A and B were luvvy-duvvy lovebirds who love each other soooooo much they're &gt;&gt;&gt;afraid to let go of each other.(Pointless love stories)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;But C had her claws on A and they started dating.(Stupid two-timing rat and bimbo of a girl&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;who steals other people's boyfriends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Then B commit suicide and haunted the stupid couple who two-timed her.(Honestly,this &gt;&gt;&gt;stupid story doesn't get any better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Send this to 0 people-the stupid a ghost will haunt you forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Send this to 1-5 people-You will get "bad" luck for God knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Send this to 6-15 people-Your "one true love" will call you and say how much he loves you &gt;&gt;&gt;as if he cares.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Send this to 16-30 people-You'll be the hottest chick everybody wants.(what the f***??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Now...you have to send this immediately after you opened this mail or you'll be haunted &gt;&gt;&gt;forever........................(OIIII!!!!!Excuse me la....Please,that means the receiver wil have to &gt;&gt;&gt;send this stupid email eventhough he doesn't know what this is arrr??Writer of stupid&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;chain mails,use your bloody brains before you type this kind of crap ok?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I completed my chain mail.Pretty good,eh?Chain mails are crappy sob stories that people type just to send "good luck".My God,how do people come up with these kind of stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-69847276755353923?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/69847276755353923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=69847276755353923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/69847276755353923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/69847276755353923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2007/07/sha-lynn-makes-attempt-at-chain-mails.html' title='Sha Lynn Makes An Attempt At Chain Mails'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-5623218841307424911</id><published>2007-07-07T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T03:49:06.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And...ACTION!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;I am calm...I am ready...I can write a script!Wait...I said it right, right? Can I ACTUALLY write a script? I don't know. See for yourself.Around the end of the year, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;You see, I am DIRECTOR/SCRIPTwriter(notice how I capitalize CERTAIN words) for some sort of class play. Title of drama-Of Bunga Telur and Bally Shoes! Yes, we're gonna do an adaptation of the short story all of us learn in Form 1 during English(Oh, the horror of wondering what it all means).Seriously, WHO decided to create all these poop anyways? Just a buttload of poop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished writing the script and I think I feel pretty proud of myself, I mean considering I have never written anything in my life.Nice to know.Nice to know. What can people write about on their blogs?I never know what to write. Maybe because all the good 'uns have been taken away I guess.I don't know.Gah! Feels very frustrating to not know what you're actually writing about. Right now, I don't know what I'm typing about. Just little random particles floating mindlessly in my head and nothing else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing about being director is I can say what I've always wanted to say..."And...action!".The oh-so cliched desires by many.Oh well, I guess I have nothing to0 do know so I'm gonna sign off. Peter Jackson, there's gonna be a rising director in The Land of Hollywood!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084404653631177522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Ro9vGBoHgzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kQ5jU322PMI/s320/untitled.bmp" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder if these chairs are as comfy as they look.Gotta ask Ms. Sathya if I can get one of those chairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...Cut,people! That's a wrap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-5623218841307424911?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/5623218841307424911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=5623218841307424911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/5623218841307424911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/5623218841307424911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2007/07/andaction.html' title='And...ACTION!!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Ro9vGBoHgzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/kQ5jU322PMI/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-3056301582105057001</id><published>2007-06-23T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T09:39:15.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom force'/><title type='text'>Imagine,all the people...</title><content type='html'>Let's SAY...we all are gays and lesbians,who would be your celebrity crushes?I know this sounds wrong, but I like LIKE Nicole Kidman...haha, just kidding, I'm straight all the way down to my toenails.But I mean seriously, what if the whole world was homosexual and everybody thinks that everybody is hot and anybody thinks that anybody is sexy.Quite a subject to ponder isn't it?            &lt;br /&gt;                                                             &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079297710061808706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Rn1KWySwbEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VwGtbcZuuFs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If gays wore stuff like these, what about lesbians?Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I mean, why are there 2 kinds of homo sapiens?Why not just one, eh?We could be like the bisexual flowers!!The sad thing is that all the homosexuals of the world are shunned by society, rather sad isn't it?Cross-dressers,tranvestites,transexuals and such. The mark of shame of the world.The outcasts of society. I mean, come on &lt;em&gt;lah. &lt;/em&gt;Their own decision about their gender some more you all want to 'keh po chi' and ask "&lt;em&gt;Eh, &lt;/em&gt;you are a guy &lt;em&gt;lah,&lt;/em&gt; dress up like a girl for what?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       I DO know quite a number of shows which involves cross-dressers.There's the 3 guys from Sorority Boys, the Felicity Huffman character from Transamerica , Patrick from Breakfast on Pluto , Dr.Elliot in Dress to Kill and the ever lovable yet naive Glen/Glenda from 'The Seed of Chucky'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;      Random query: I like bisexual names, they're fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-3056301582105057001?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/3056301582105057001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=3056301582105057001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3056301582105057001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/3056301582105057001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2007/06/imagineall-people.html' title='Imagine,all the people...'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Rn1KWySwbEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VwGtbcZuuFs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4254031032034885348.post-1832930653122064071</id><published>2007-06-22T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:08:16.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SUITS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just opened a new blog...considering how many blogs I have set up...*ahem*. Anyways, I am most sure that I have lots to tell you people out there that I have absolutely nothing to write about...or do I?That's the ultimate question...OK&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; lah.&lt;/span&gt; I know this blog is gonna be damn lame, but what the heck! Just get on with the program!I assure you that I will post blogs on MOST Sundays because that is the day when I will be free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Rnv9AiSwbBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO5r0anB8O8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078931190437669906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Rnv9AiSwbBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO5r0anB8O8/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Born free....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Hmm...Guess I gotta go sleep now,but NOT without doing a lil' something to my blog *takes out blade* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;                                                               &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Rnyp_SSwbCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3KEKF2qwJpM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079121384474438690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Rnyp_SSwbCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3KEKF2qwJpM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                        "&lt;em&gt;I'm your plastic surgeon for this evening..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4254031032034885348-1832930653122064071?l=justwhitelies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/feeds/1832930653122064071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4254031032034885348&amp;postID=1832930653122064071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1832930653122064071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4254031032034885348/posts/default/1832930653122064071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justwhitelies.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-suits.html' title='NEW SUITS!!'/><author><name>a very truthful Sha Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01536658608153582827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aj0BN1zjl4Y/Rnv9AiSwbBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO5r0anB8O8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
