<?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-7286984066161970011</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:21:37.116+08:00</updated><category term='This song is love'/><category term='back from camp-camp-camp'/><category term='This ain&apos;t a lovesong'/><category term='spydahman spydahman'/><category term='Personality Dialysis'/><category term='I LUFF MY SOUL MATES YO'/><category term='BPK Penabur'/><category term='This is how a heart breaks'/><category term='i&apos;m not a ho.'/><category term='laying down and dying'/><category term='HELP'/><category term='slightly'/><category term='FLAG DAY WAS SO WEIRD I SWEAR'/><category term='don&apos;t you want it'/><category term='study'/><category term='the way black is black and blue is just blue'/><category term='MORE PEEKCHARZZ'/><category term='i&apos;m sorry you had to read that'/><category term='8D so not'/><category term='sing me a song'/><category term='funnerificus-loserus'/><category term='obsessed with tommy'/><category term='S C A N D to the A to the L O U S'/><category term='it&apos;s not fair when you say that i didn&apos;t try'/><category term='Silver and Dixon'/><category term='still depressed'/><category term='Accident and Emergency'/><category term='&quot;Shake it'/><category term='rebel leader rebel leader'/><category term='It&apos;s like i&apos;ve never had a valentine'/><category term='Son Of Dork:D'/><category term='i need somebody-i need a HERO'/><category term='word to your mothers'/><category term='iwantzydneytocomebackforclassorhesgottogetoutofmyhead'/><category term='dao like bao'/><category term='she was a termite'/><category term='A and  E'/><category term='shake it like you bouts to get paid&quot;'/><category term='SHIMONA&apos;S SLEEP OVER WAS AWESOME'/><category term='wow i really am bored'/><category term='Oh Dakota'/><category term='easy to get in; 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Apparently, that isn't so. I haven't been able to think of anyone or anything else. Every single time I'm alone, you pop into my head doing something so sweet for me that I wonder how I had forgotten in the first place. The countless times we'd spent just sitting together and listening to the music we love while holding hands, my head resting on your shoulder would play in my head leaving me feeling more alone than I had ever felt. I've cried myself to sleep countless times with longing and loneliness. I've even dreamt of you and in those dreams, I knew it couldn't be real. That's why I wake up. I miss you terribly, you can't even imagine. And now I don't know what's going on between us. It's terribly painful when you're so distant despite your promise that you'd still be my closest friend. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no intention of finishing this. I'd cry too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-2392179265152527567?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2392179265152527567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2392179265152527567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2392179265152527567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2392179265152527567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-wrote-that-letter-thinking-itd-help.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-915743470314015416</id><published>2011-08-09T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:45:33.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to a lover</title><content type='html'>Dear Wen Jie,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a month since you broke up with me. I still don't understand why but i accept that it's what you want and that there's nothing to be done to change your mind or your heart.  I'm trying my best to get over it, over you. Often times i wonder how things would be if we had never started and if we had never parted. Would i be even lonelier than i am now? would i be happier? would things have spiraled out of control or would they have become easier to manage with you always by my side? The possibilities of 'what if' s are endless. Yet, i'm glad we had what we had and that every moment i had with you was meaningful and special. I wanna thank you for loving me the way you did and trying your best to make me happy. I hope you feel i did the same for you. I apologize for whatever emotional burden i had born upon you and the worry that resulted. You were my rock in a very trying time and i'm grateful to have had you. Hope you know that i'll always be here to do the same or at least try my best to, given how unstable i can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously, i miss you and i honestly believe i still do love you. Maybe it's ebbing with everyday that passes *though i doubt it. How does one stop loving a boy she once gave her whole heart to? I wouldn't know. But now i always try and always fail at avoiding everything that has to do with you and what we were.  I wanna be with you still but being around you hurts because the walls i once had around you came crashing down and in my grief, they were rebuilt with the same bricks and a poorer foundation. So maybe with the sharp-shooting of your words and deeds attacking the cracks, the walls keep tumbling down and get weaker and weaker every time. You know you've hurt me so many times yet you forget and keep doing it and i know i've been hurt by you so many times yet i never seem to get enough or learn. My foolishness kills me as does having to consciously keep my distance. The emotional attachment we had formed in such a short time is amazing. Perhaps it is exactly because i've lost this dependancy i had on you that causes me so much pain, the knowledge that i'm more alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You say that we don't have to be completely platonic, that we can still hold hands and that you'll kiss me properly next time. It's not that i don't want any of it, i'd give anything for your touch but it's just plain selfish of you to give me this little bit of hope that maybe you still love me and that we can still be together. Maybe it's presumptuous of me, maybe i'm wrong, but there's still that slim chance that i'm right. Giving you physical affection was my most honest means of showing you my love and when you reciprocated, it was always warm/hot and sticky sweet. Knowing this contact was always a genuine exchange between us, lustful though it may be, always filled me with this satisfaction that you needed me too and the need to be wanted, needed. You doing this just makes it all cheap, almost valueless and a little insincere. It'd be wrong to have that last kiss. Maybe when you're drunk and I'm exceptionally horny could we possibly have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knew writing a letter that you'd prolly never see could make me feel so much better? I honestly have no clue how to end this letter aside from the very basic thank you, i miss you, i love you and i'll see you, speak to you soon. Maybe *when i finally heal, we could be closer than before, just without the romantic complexities? idk. Life's riddled with ambiguity and you can trust that i'm doing my best to find my way. In the event that you do see this, let me know. I'll be expecting some sort of a reply. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qistina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*After I wrote this, i realise that i'm starting to heal. I don't hurt so much anymore. I think you'll be glad to know. I still love you though but i think instead of ebbing away, it's just changing :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-915743470314015416?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/915743470314015416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=915743470314015416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/915743470314015416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/915743470314015416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/08/letter-to-lover.html' title='Letter to a lover'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-425596767995045989</id><published>2011-05-24T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T00:21:31.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battered, bruised, broken.</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure how I feel right now. I'm so frustrated and disappointed and confused and my soul is crushed. I'm starting to feel insecure again and inadequate and it seems like nothing has changed. I don't know what I'm expected to do, what I should do or how to take this even. We're supposed to choose groups for DEP GS and this goes up with us all the way to A levels and we discussed it  7-8 pm today and groups have already started forming/ formed. Yet, I haven't got one. I haven't even been asked. This always happens. ALWAYS. I'm the one left out, forgotten. When I try to improve myself and ask people what they think I should improve on, all I ever get is "You're really nice and friendly :)" That doesn't help me. Not in the least. Not one bit. I don't even know if you're just saying it or if you actually mean it. Drama kids are such good actors. I know there's something off and I know it's my fault but no one's telling me what I'm doing wrong. I always end-up feeling like this. My friendships are never actually real, close ones. I've never really bonded with anyone. Most of my friendships were that of convenience. And since they are so superficial, they break easily. Suddenly, they become awkward and silent. I've never been particularly good with people but I'm not stupid or slow. I get it when you don't like me even when you say it's untrue. But I can never see the truth behind people's actions. Rarely ever. I'm so paranoid about this that I'm always second-guessing myself and putting myself down. I want this to stop or I might snap. I should learn not to react. Respond but not to react.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-425596767995045989?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/425596767995045989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=425596767995045989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/425596767995045989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/425596767995045989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/05/battered-bruised-broken.html' title='Battered, bruised, broken.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-960693148461643498</id><published>2011-04-22T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T22:00:05.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty eventful&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wen Jie came over to study and Niq and Tin were at Friday prayers. When they came back from prayers, a cat ran into the house and we spent 30mins getting it out of the house. Lol. It came back a couple more times. Then somebody stole WJ's shoes but he wasn't pissed about it. I love how he's so chill about things (L) and then he left and the three of us just drifted through time before ordering pizza for dinner from Pizza Hut which sucked by the way. It was cold and tasted funny so no point redeeming my free pizza with the black hot sticker. Never calling Pizza Hut ever again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cat's now outside the door. With friends. So Matin is basically trapped in here. lol. Gonna stone naozxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-960693148461643498?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/960693148461643498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=960693148461643498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/960693148461643498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/960693148461643498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-5923112483126416735</id><published>2011-04-17T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T22:07:11.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause my baby boy means so much~</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jSjX9R-gxtU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-5923112483126416735?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5923112483126416735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=5923112483126416735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5923112483126416735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5923112483126416735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/04/cause-my-baby-boy-means-so-much.html' title='Cause my baby boy means so much~'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jSjX9R-gxtU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-6369077230548822073</id><published>2011-03-27T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T16:26:35.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>260</title><content type='html'>My dear blog, I apologize for having neglected you all this while! :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dinner date with Wen Jie yesterday was amazing! Homg, that boy can do amazing things with his tongue, 'specially for someone with no experience. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-6369077230548822073?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6369077230548822073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=6369077230548822073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6369077230548822073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6369077230548822073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/260.html' title='260'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-7816673126572537274</id><published>2011-03-13T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T12:14:22.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEP mono again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;APHRODITE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;So what’s this I hear, Selene—that you’ve taken to pausing the moon in the sky every night so you can gaze like a schoolgirl at this hunter, Endymion, while he sleeps? Sometimes, they say, you actually abandon your post and join him in his bed. Is this true? Yes, you can blame Eros, if you like. He's such a naughty boy, my son! He plays the same wicked games on his own mother, you know! First he smites me with an insatiable desire for Anchises of Troy, then before I can get my fill of that noble prince, he redirects my love pangs toward some Assyrian stripling or some Phoenician farm boy, and I’m off for Lebanon, Cyprus, Tripoli, like some crazed bitch in heat! It makes me dizzy! I can’t catch my breath! And worse, once I’m smitten, he doesn’t even leave the man to me, but makes some other goddess or mortal beauty in love with him as well, so that half the time I don’t get any satisfaction at all! It makes me so mad, I want to strangle the little devil! I’ve threatened to clip his wings and break all of his arrows—I’ve spanked his little bottom until I was blue in the face! He cries for a minute or two, promises never to do it again, and two seconds later he’s back to his games. But enough about me! I want to know about your new lover, Endymion! Is he handsome? Does he have fine, broad shoulders and a chiseled torso? That’s always a consolation in our humiliation—to have a strapping young warrior aroused to distraction by our charms. It certainly doesn’t hurt one’s ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;In this scene, Aphrodite is having a conversation with Selene about the men have fallen in love with thanks to  by Aphrodite's son, Eros, as well as the suffering they go through when they cannot have their man.&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/7286984066161970011-7816673126572537274?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7816673126572537274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=7816673126572537274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7816673126572537274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7816673126572537274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/dep-mono-again.html' title='DEP mono again.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-5027627904545344237</id><published>2011-03-12T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T01:07:53.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEP MONOLOGUES</title><content type='html'>Annie- Quilters by Molly Newman and Barbara Damashek&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;My ambition is to become a doctor like my father. I'm my father's girl. My greatest accomplishment was when I was ten years old and was successful in chopping off a chicken's head and then dressing it for a chicken dinner. My mother tries to make me do quilts all the time, but I don't want nothing to do with it. I told her, Never in my life will I stick my fingers 'till they bleed!. Very definitely. My sister Florry is a real good quilter, I guess. Mother says so all the time. Florry's favorite pattern is the Sunbonnet sue. Mother taught her how to do applique blocks and since then she’s made prob'ly a dozen Sunbonnet Sue quilts. You seen 'em, they're like little dolls turned sideways with big big sunbonnets on. Florry makes each one different. In one her little foot is turned this way or that, or she'll give her a parasol or turn the hat a little bit. People think they're soo cute. She made one for everyone in the family, so now there are little Sunbonnet Sue quilts all over the house. She made a couple of ‘em for her friends, and last spring when we all got promoted at school, she presented one to our teacher. I nearly died. And she's still at it! Let me tell you, she's driving me crazy with her Sunbonnet Sues. So I decided to make one quilt and give it to Florry. Like I said, I'm not such a good quilter as her, but I knew just what I wanted to do with this one. It's real small, twin bed size. I finished it and put it on her bed this morning, but I don't think she's seen it yet. I guess I do some new things with Sunbonnet Sue. I call it the Demise of Sunbonnet Sue. Each little block is different, just like Florry does it. I've got a block of her hanging, another one with a knife in her chest, eaten by a snake, eaten by a frog, struck by lightning, and burned up! I'm sorta proud of it. You should see it ...it turned out real good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The “Quilters” are pioneer women who tell of their life experiences in the quest west. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 15px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 15px; "&gt; Ostensibly the story of a pioneer woman and her six daughters, QUILTERS blends a series of interrelated scenes into a rich mosaic which captures the sweep and beauty, the terror and joy, the harsh challenge and abiding rewards of frontier life. Illuminating stories contained in various patches or "blocks" with music, dance and drama, the action depicts the lot of women on the frontier: girlhood, marriage, childbirth, spinsterhood, twisters, fire, illness and death. But, with this, there is also love, warmth, rich and lively humor and the moving spectacle of simple human dignity and steadfastness in the face of adversity. In the end, when the various patches are assembled into one glorious, brilliantly colorful quilt, the effect is both breathtaking and magical—and a theatrical masterstroke which will linger in the mind and memory long after the house lights have dimmed. &lt;/span&gt;Here, Annie,  tells about her attempts to resist the quilting chores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-5027627904545344237?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5027627904545344237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=5027627904545344237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5027627904545344237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5027627904545344237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/dep-monologues.html' title='DEP MONOLOGUES'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1770395031522948903</id><published>2011-03-03T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T23:45:43.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me: Listening to Show Me How You Burlesque&lt;div&gt;Mop(crush): well i'm pretty sure know what i'm listening to beats that :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: haha and what are you listening to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mop: justing timberlake WOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: you bringing sexy back, yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mop: no im seeing us holding hands walking on the beach our toes in the sand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: AWWWWWW Y U SO QT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-1770395031522948903?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1770395031522948903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=1770395031522948903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1770395031522948903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1770395031522948903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/me-listening-to-show-me-how-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-8626990907712799211</id><published>2011-03-01T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T01:16:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUCH NEEDED UPDATE</title><content type='html'>So last week, a lot of stuff happened and you guys have been left out. Sorry. JC takes up A LOT of time. I has no life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, Sam's mom told me she wanted Sam and me to never see or hear from each other. You can imagine the funk I was in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday, life went on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, I started getting over it. I had to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday, start crushing on someone new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday, observe and try to talk to crush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday and Sunday, converse with crush a lot on FB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday night, have an immensely long fbchat with crush and discovering how sweet and sensitive he is along with how awesome his taste in music is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is our kinda class outing and we will be ice skating. Making it a point to stick to him. Going to school with him (and Amanda, Joel and Jazz too). I could just DIE :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-8626990907712799211?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8626990907712799211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=8626990907712799211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8626990907712799211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8626990907712799211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/03/much-needed-update.html' title='MUCH NEEDED UPDATE'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-550513426182535132</id><published>2011-02-19T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T19:00:51.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week's gone so quickly</title><content type='html'>OH DEAR GOD. The year is actually beginning. My schedule's so hectic and I just wanna die! Except Wednesdays, I finish every fricking day at 4.30pm. KMN lah, please. Plus, there are so many people I miss being with: My OG-mates, Liana, Kelly, Pearl, the other half of DEP, my LD Juniors and Sammy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention Sam sprained his ankle? And the genius puts himself through so much more pain and doesn't bother taking his painkillers. I worry everyday about that boy! Heart pain, y'know! If only I could be with him :( I'd take care of him as best I could. I love him so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to meet up with everybody soon! My life is so empty now and adjusting to everything and the process of making friends all over again is sucking all the energy out of my petite, fragile frame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-550513426182535132?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/550513426182535132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=550513426182535132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/550513426182535132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/550513426182535132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/weeks-gone-so-quickly.html' title='A week&apos;s gone so quickly'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-5191313519701316541</id><published>2011-02-14T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:42:08.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day :)</title><content type='html'>Had a date with Sam today :D&lt;div&gt;He was damn cute, wrote me a letter and everything. He was so shy, he didn't want to give it to me till I was gonna go home so he wouldn't turn beet red  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cutie patutti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't do much but spending time with him was worthwhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU, SAMMY &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&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/7286984066161970011-5191313519701316541?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5191313519701316541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=5191313519701316541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5191313519701316541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5191313519701316541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day :)'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-442871478828150505</id><published>2011-02-14T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:19:11.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAMUEL,</title><content type='html'>YOU ARE SUCH A CUTIE! &lt;br /&gt;Ask me to be your valentine all.&lt;br /&gt;:$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see you tomorrow! 5 days seem so long! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 HOURS TILL I SEE YOU AGAIN&lt;3333333 &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-442871478828150505?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/442871478828150505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=442871478828150505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/442871478828150505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/442871478828150505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/samuel.html' title='SAMUEL,'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-6883437177397730533</id><published>2011-02-12T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T23:52:57.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAMMY ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VLsudyBOUEI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VLsudyBOUEI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3921014132533083355</id><published>2011-02-12T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T18:44:29.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DO YOU REMEMBER THIS SONG?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8mGBaXPlri8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3921014132533083355?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8mGBaXPlri8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1279249589349890757</id><published>2011-02-10T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T21:57:44.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnin'/Too Long</title><content type='html'>Boyfriend, your parents should return you your phone so your heart doesn't break from missing me so much (my ego, omg) and so mine doesn't for the same reason. I LOVE YOU, BABY!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHOUT OUT TO YOU, NASRI DEMETRIUS SADI! Cause you're reading my bloggg! HAHAHA SUP, SUP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm pretty happy in school so far :)  Aside from the fact that I've been going home on my own due to special circumstances which I am in no mood to explain. Lectures have been pretty bearable since we haven't really started on much. I can't wait for movement and voice lab to start for DEP and ACSian Theatre to begin. I am pretty excited about how the year will unfold. Let's hope I enjoy the ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I go to school on my own, I get to enjoy a lovely morning run; I have to run from the mrt station to school so I won't get locked out of the hall. This basically means that I can't leave the house at 6.30 anymore except on Tuesdays when school begins at 8.10. I have to sleep before 11 in order to get up by 5 and leave at 6. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TU2FFYthRdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5oePL6DYJoE/s400/IMG_1954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570254641706386898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Samuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;tu es mon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Le seul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;garçon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;que je&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;vais aimer; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;a seule&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;que je&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;veux être&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;avec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;Je veux que vous soyez heureux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Et j'espère que vous ne serez jamais seul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Je serai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;toujours&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;là pour vous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Mon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;ne s'effacera jamais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;Samuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;, you are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;boy I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;'ll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;only one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;want to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; want&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;And I hope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;'ll never be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;'m here for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="hps" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;never fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="Click for alternate translations" class=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-8426081346176359749?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8426081346176359749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=8426081346176359749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8426081346176359749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8426081346176359749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/mon-amour-je-taime.html' title='Mon amour, Je t&apos;aime.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TU2FFYthRdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5oePL6DYJoE/s72-c/IMG_1954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-8406484900236207037</id><published>2011-02-05T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T15:37:21.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNSHINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s4Rax2PXiWA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby, you are nothing less than perfect to me. Haters gonna hate but I'm always here :)  Cheer up, Sunshine. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; no matter what and nothing can change that, I promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-8406484900236207037?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8406484900236207037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=8406484900236207037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8406484900236207037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8406484900236207037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/sunshine.html' title='SUNSHINE'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/s4Rax2PXiWA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-637307149852358643</id><published>2011-02-01T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:40:45.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPFIRE</title><content type='html'>Campfire today was insanely fun, zomg! But now my throat hurts like crazy and I'm dead tired. Still a little hyped up though. My body's ache from the excessive jumping/flailing/fist-pumping-crazy training... YEAH. BUT IT WAS STILL SUPER FUN!!! Pictures are up on fb cause I'm too lazy to post any so... :/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace outttt. MYKA~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-637307149852358643?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/637307149852358643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=637307149852358643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/637307149852358643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/637307149852358643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/02/campfire.html' title='CAMPFIRE'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-4708612009079230057</id><published>2011-01-31T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T23:00:50.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samuel Jacob Khoo,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TUbMy5BYRwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/H1O6nTN-yqQ/s1600/IMG_1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TUbMy5BYRwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/H1O6nTN-yqQ/s400/IMG_1960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568363163962328834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SAMMY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE YOU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's breaking my heart seeing you so sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; and I hope you remember how much I love you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and get cheered up instantly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Otherwise, come here and read this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MY ONLY SUNSHINE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU MAKE ME HAPPY WHEN THE SKIES ARE GREY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YOU'LL NEVER KNOW, DEAR,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO PLESE DON'T TAKE MY SUNSHINE AWAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: normal; "&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-4708612009079230057?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4708612009079230057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=4708612009079230057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4708612009079230057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4708612009079230057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/samuel-jacob-khoo.html' title='Samuel Jacob Khoo,'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TUbMy5BYRwI/AAAAAAAAAOU/H1O6nTN-yqQ/s72-c/IMG_1960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-256022780772491077</id><published>2011-01-30T09:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T09:42:06.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GOING OUT WITH SAM TODAY :DDDD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so excited for that! Haha, I can't wait to finally meet my boy (L) I'm gonna post some pics here later Which reminds me, I need to pack my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I haven't updated this thing the past 3 days cause school started and orientation ends pretty late so I've been home too late and am too tired to update. Uhm, Shimona and Ying are now already in Australia, Bellaret and Sydney respectively. I'll be praying that God keeps them safe and healthy each and everyday. I miss them but they'll be back to visit soon enough so I'm not so worried :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-256022780772491077?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/256022780772491077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=256022780772491077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/256022780772491077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/256022780772491077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/going-out-with-sam-today-dddd-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-5414342690007092475</id><published>2011-01-26T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T20:30:31.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty stoked for tomorrow! New school, new people (mostly) and hopefully a new start. My ogl sounds fairly nice so I'm not too nervous. Plus, I'll have Kylie and Saira and Kelly in school with me :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for CNY to come 'round. My first date with Sam and I'm pretty excited to finally meet this amazing boy :) My boy, Sam :D Sam, I know you're reading this so HELLO STRANGER! I CAN'T WAIT TO MEET YOU :) Have you studied geog yet, babe? Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you can tell that I'm obviously really happy right now and I think I will be for a while :) 2011's starting out pretty well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paix (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-5414342690007092475?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5414342690007092475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=5414342690007092475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5414342690007092475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5414342690007092475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_26.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-641333857635932683</id><published>2011-01-26T07:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T07:28:57.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK YEA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;MOE: NUR QISTINA BINTE ABDUL WAHID, you are posted to ANGLO-CHINESE JC, SCIENCE (22S) under 2011 JAE. Pl report to JC/MI on 27 Jan 11 at 07:30am.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHFIULGDVBAF:QIOUNFIOGFQHNEFUOIGNKHKDSJGFBYQVTGFBDNFJQHEGFBGNMADFHQU!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TT9aDItY2qI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5G_LmSc5xrY/s400/fyeah.jpg.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This years is starting out pretty well :) I got great results, landed an amazing guy and got posted to the school of my choice- the school of my DREAMS. I'm very very very thankful &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-641333857635932683?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/641333857635932683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=641333857635932683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/641333857635932683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/641333857635932683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/fuck-yea.html' title='FUCK YEA!'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TT9aDItY2qI/AAAAAAAAAOM/5G_LmSc5xrY/s72-c/fyeah.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-9088954703787962793</id><published>2011-01-25T18:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:09:07.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I go to bed thinking of you (L)</title><content type='html'>I haven't written a proper poem in a while. I think I've lost my poem-power since leaving school :/ Which makes me sad cause I feel like writing one now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-9088954703787962793?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9088954703787962793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=9088954703787962793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/9088954703787962793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/9088954703787962793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-go-to-bed-thinking-of-you-l.html' title='I go to bed thinking of you (L)'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-2346162481320400338</id><published>2011-01-24T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T21:09:48.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Looking for paradise'/><title type='text'>Todo el mundo va buscando ese lugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B_kz4PwsVRg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-2346162481320400338?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2346162481320400338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2346162481320400338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2346162481320400338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2346162481320400338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/todo-el-mundo-va-buscando-ese-lugar.html' title='Todo el mundo va buscando ese lugar'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/B_kz4PwsVRg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-6504320085812512296</id><published>2011-01-23T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:52:14.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo canto para ti.</title><content type='html'>Shit. I think I'm falling too hard and too fast. I need to slow down a bit. Just a little. Damnit. I can't stop smiling like an idiot which is exactly what I am right now. My heart needs to stop beating so fast. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Shit, Sam. See what you do to me?&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/7286984066161970011-6504320085812512296?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6504320085812512296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=6504320085812512296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6504320085812512296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6504320085812512296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/yo-canto-para-ti.html' title='Yo canto para ti.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-8158507537799855343</id><published>2011-01-23T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:41:36.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advanced class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sing me a song'/><title type='text'>New and Improved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); 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Sorry :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Please, text me if you see this and tell me what ever you want to say to me (if you have anything to say). &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/7286984066161970011-2851693260661628093?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2851693260661628093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2851693260661628093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2851693260661628093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2851693260661628093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/maria-if-you-just-so-happen-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-7096509984376625302</id><published>2011-01-23T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:25:17.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this cover even though people tell me it's annoying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ic_sFfmVwMI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-7096509984376625302?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7096509984376625302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=7096509984376625302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7096509984376625302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7096509984376625302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-this-cover-even-though-people.html' title='I love this cover even though people tell me it&apos;s annoying.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ic_sFfmVwMI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1809968907105798781</id><published>2011-01-21T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T15:40:49.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm starting to really like a boy I've barely met and barely know.</title><content type='html'>Samuel Jacob Khoo, you make me hot as fck and I don't even know you that well. All we've done is text and for some reason, I like you a lot, a whole damn lot. I don't even know if you really like me or... I don't know. All I want, atm, is to finally meet you and move on from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-1809968907105798781?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1809968907105798781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=1809968907105798781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1809968907105798781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1809968907105798781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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:/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So O level results are out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's safe to say that I did pretty well. I suppose, not as well as I had intended but it's still good nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how I did it but I did and 8 points is rather satisfying. All thanks to Him and I don't mean to sound ungrateful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I don't think I deserve what I got. I did party and slack quite a bit this year and especially during the O level period itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be fair, I did put in effort and I do have some smarts. It worked out. I'm just a little weirded out by my results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a break down of what I got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English- A1 (Thank God, I was desperately counting on this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English Lit- A1 (BY SOME GOD-GIVEN MIRACLE, given how I always get C5/6 for lit :/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Combined Humanities (SS/Geog)- A2 ( ANOTHER GOD-GIVEN MIRACLE since I have never passed that damned subject the whole time I've been taking it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math- A1 (As expected, Praise God)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Math- A1 (Again, as expected so Praise be to Him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics- B3 (This was disappointing, considering how I usually always get A1s for physics and was banking on getting A1 again:/ but it's his plan so Praise God)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry- A2 (THANK GOD because I was seriously stressed for this :/ I dropped to C5 for prelims and getting my distinction back was pretty satisfying)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drama- B3 (Wasn't as good as I hoped it would be but then again, I'm not that great an actress. Thanks to Him for giving me a reasonable grade anyway :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Higher Malay- D7 (Now, I thought that I might AT LEAST get a C6 but I didn't. I failed and I think it's His way of telling me that I shouldn't be so quick to give up my mother tongue)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a C5 for normal malay te year before so :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm grateful for my grades (haha, gradeful ^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all my friends who didn't get what they wanted (in a bad way), be at peace and trust in Him. His plans for us are bigger than we can comprehend. Make the best of what we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be grateful that you're still living and breathing and being with the ones you love because every day you get is another chance to be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sound so holy moly here and I appologise if it's a little hypocritical of me. I'm just really grateful that he hasn't forgotten me or left me alone and astray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inspired by Kelly, I wrote some haikus for those who are feeling depressed and need some one there for them, you guys always have me ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got what I needed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was just what I deserved,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do not be afraid,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you will always have a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in me, I love you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am here for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will journey .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, trust in me, friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-5865523172080774662?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5865523172080774662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=5865523172080774662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5865523172080774662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5865523172080774662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-shouldve-posted-this-yesterday-but.html' title='I should&apos;ve posted this yesterday but :/'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3301295546422899972</id><published>2011-01-07T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T16:18:11.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If you need a confession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m guilty'/><title type='text'>It's only been three days.</title><content type='html'>Three days since I re-discovered The Used's Empty With You. I love the song because I can totally relate to the lyrics. That and it's good music. The only downside of repeatedly listening to this one song is the loneliness that's beginning to sink in. First day of January and I finally got over the break up and him but now, no one lives in my heart any more. Sure, I love my family and my friends but ever since puberty, this will sound really weird/horny/pathetic/idek, I've never not had a crush on anyone. Knowing myself, I don't get attached to any famous person just because they're insanely good-looking. Yeah, Cole Mohr is super hot and has a great body. I just don't see myself as "Mrs. Cole Mohr", y'know? So now I'm walking with a massive void in me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling guilty cause I haven't been playing on my bass for a while. I played with it a little this morning but it's not enough. I don't really have any mood to do much anymore so all I'm doing is listening to Empty With You and reading the marginally sad and depressing stories I picked up at the library on Tuesday. I'm in a funk and this soul-sucking air needs to be cleared. Only the forecast suggests it could get worse; results on Monday and as Idris puts it, "a slip of paper so powerful it can bring great joy or great depression." I just hope I DON'T sink into depression which is something that will fairly likely happen because there is so much pressure for me to do well. Believing and knowing I can do it is one thing, actually succeeding is another. This fragile heart scares easily but I'm gonna comfort myself knowing that despite everything that happens Aal Izz Well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I haven't lost anything except my mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't wasted a thing except my time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;I could be right here empty with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's twist the knife till they can't stop bleeding."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3301295546422899972?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3301295546422899972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3301295546422899972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3301295546422899972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3301295546422899972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-only-been-three-days.html' title='It&apos;s only been three days.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3884211421749736396</id><published>2011-01-06T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T20:15:49.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a statue, baby. Knock me out!</title><content type='html'>Yeesterday was pretty darn awesome! I went reverse bungee-ing at Clarke Quay with Tharanii, Ping En and Shi Pei. It was a random group of people but I had a good time :) Oh the adrenaline I felt after the ride was exhilarating if i had the guts to go again, I would. I was a little dizzy after that and I had a pretty bad headache and wanted to puke before bed but it was still an enjoyable experience, some what. Haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY was the best post-O's day I've ever had, apart from ice-skating for the first time on my birthday. We had a Bollywood Movie Marathon at Saira's house, the 5/6 of Rarinina. Shim had a wedding thing so she couldn't make it :( but it was still pretty fun :D We watched 3 Idiots, which Ying had apparently watched 4 times before, American Desi, which was pretty funny and I knew I was going to enjoy because my song was playing and Kal Penn was acting (hehe), Singh Is Kinng, just for the soundtrack, and Chak De India, which we all thoroughly enjoyed being the feminists we are. Haha. It was Indian themed and Saira gave us a set of bangles and a bhindi each which we had to wear the moment we stepped into her house, haha. It was fun getting into the spirit of things. We even ordered tandoori chicken pizza for lunch! Saira's grandma fried up some samosas which were mighty tasty though a tad spicy for me for some reason. Being Indian, she fried up damn a lot of samosas which we obviously couldn't finish, lmao. We laughed a lot and I was more care-free than I had been in a long while. I'm glad we had this day to spend together especially  since Ying and Shim will be leaving for Australia soon :( Good times. Too bad no one had a camera :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you were wondering, this is my song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DJztXj2GPfk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DJztXj2GPfk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3884211421749736396?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3884211421749736396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3884211421749736396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3884211421749736396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3884211421749736396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-statue-baby-knock-me-out.html' title='I&apos;m a statue, baby. Knock me out!'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-4662464324110747484</id><published>2011-01-02T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T13:05:12.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Millionaires- Alcohol</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ubfWnIid5J8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ubfWnIid5J8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everytime I'm at the bar, you wanna pay. &lt;div&gt;Go ahead, buy me a drink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You won't get laid.&lt;div&gt;Come get fuct up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gimme my alcohol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's get fuct up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A-L-C-O-H-O-L&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-4662464324110747484?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4662464324110747484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=4662464324110747484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4662464324110747484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4662464324110747484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/millionaires-alcohol.html' title='Millionaires- Alcohol'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1187058103191122757</id><published>2011-01-02T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T03:25:58.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up?</title><content type='html'>I'm watching the tape of Friday Night Smack Down for New Year's Eve. I'm excited for the tag-team match. Haha. Edge + Rey Mysterio is gna be AWESOME :DD The only thing I like about Alberto Del Rio are the cars he enters with. Haha. Can you imagine being ref when Kane's in the ring? Freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm also simultaneously watching the Arsenal match :D The commentator is American, not English... weird. Haha. I never get to see them score :( I feel like that character Keanu Reeves played in that movie where he taught ghetto kids baseball. D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! OH! THEY SCORED, FYEAHNASRI :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilshere, your leg okay, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn an Arsenal song/cheer leh. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, WILSHERE WEARS 19 ON HIS 19TH BIRTHDAY. My sister turned 19 on the 19th. so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-0 to Arsenal (Y) one guy just shouted "OWN GOAL" in the background. What a bastard, ahahahahahahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birmingham's manager shouting instructions while sounding like a choking seal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH ARSHAVIN AND DENILSON ARE PLAYING :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Wilshere won't get to bag a birthday goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arshavin has nice hair, hahaha. My post isn't going to be very cohesive so if you're reading, I do appologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha "Fabregas is a World Cup winner already!" They were talking about how Fabby already has 200 PL appearances as of today, at only 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YEAH 3-0 :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on wrestling, too tired. G'night bitches :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-1187058103191122757?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1187058103191122757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=1187058103191122757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1187058103191122757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1187058103191122757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2011/01/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s up?'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-6320152431902045302</id><published>2010-12-31T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T00:55:14.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TRy4IvaGpLI/AAAAAAAAANw/XNXlqDacsDk/s1600/P1012301645475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TRy4IvaGpLI/AAAAAAAAANw/XNXlqDacsDk/s400/P1012301645475.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556518500572767410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My picture step cute only, haha, but I wanted to see what my bun looked like. It looks big but I don't have that much hair, really. I should get it from another angle though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TRy5D7oe2II/AAAAAAAAAN4/L2WrQuCjXUQ/s1600/hair"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TRy5D7oe2II/AAAAAAAAAN4/L2WrQuCjXUQ/s1600/hair"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TRy5D7oe2II/AAAAAAAAAN4/L2WrQuCjXUQ/s400/hair" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556519517466581122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; see what I mean by big? Haha. I like it though. I now have a new hairstyle for school next year :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-6320152431902045302?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6320152431902045302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=6320152431902045302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6320152431902045302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6320152431902045302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-picture-step-cute-only-haha-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TRy4IvaGpLI/AAAAAAAAANw/XNXlqDacsDk/s72-c/P1012301645475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-8329644661519566796</id><published>2010-12-27T10:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T10:52:46.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cause we never remember when we were sick'/><title type='text'>MONDAY. (this is redundant since the time, day and date is already there but,)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;MALAYSIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Watched rugby till late this morning, round 'bout 0032. OWEN FARRELL IS WAYY HOT. Haha and then I went to bed. I woke up at 5.43 (i know cause i checked the cable box) cause i was having fits of coughing and i was wheezing/gasping for breath. It was really bad cause i couldn'tconcern until i was hit by sudden hacking coughs. He was like," Qistina, WHAT IS WRONG  breathe when lying down and I was still tired so i didn't know what to do. Thinking that maybe if i watch a little tv, i'd drift back to sleep, i did only it did no good. My brother woke up and was like WTF Is up with you? so i wheezed back sick. My dad came out and showed no sign ofWITH YOU?" but it wasn't concerned at all. It's tone was more like "why the fuck are you coughing so loudly so early in the morning?" Then he went back to watching the reviews of last night's premier league matches. Then my mum came out and i was like," MUM *coughcoughwheezewheeze* I....CAN'T...............breatheproperly.....heeehooooheeehooo" Thank God for my mum who actually cared. She told me to sit up and prop my legs up. Only cause she scolded him, my dad got up and massaged/squeezed my toes, which hurt... He was like "This is all because you don't sleep enough." Pretty rich coming from the man who says I sleep too much and who makes me get up at 9/10 AM when I fall asleep at 1/2/3/4AM the same morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone got up, bathed, cleaned up the mess and we left for Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the clinic and found out it was bronchitis, since I have no history of asthma, only almost-bronchitis. Got my medication- I got that puff thing which I've never used before and was kinda cool. Took it alr, had breakfast, fb'd, blogging now and then going to sleep. So g'night y'all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-8329644661519566796?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8329644661519566796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=8329644661519566796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8329644661519566796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8329644661519566796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/monday-this-is-redundant-since-time-day.html' title='MONDAY. (this is redundant since the time, day and date is already there but,)'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-5861430519843236426</id><published>2010-12-24T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T23:27:36.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are not in love. Merry T-mas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/32udqal_lyQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/32udqal_lyQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss a lot of things right now. But life's been good. It's Christmas already and the year has almost gone. All that time lost. But nothing is wasted, if you can still change it. And you know what they say: A new year, a new beginning. I don't want to begin again so I'll just keep building 'cause you can't really begin again. Time waits for no man, what's done is done. Life will go on, we'll keep making mistakes and when we right them, we'll be successful. We'll be better. Life will go on and I choose to move with it. The past will always be the past. The past has always been. The future is yet to be but it's already you're own. I sound like a crackpot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't celebrate it, Merry T-mas everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-5861430519843236426?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5861430519843236426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=5861430519843236426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5861430519843236426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5861430519843236426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-are-not-in-love-merry-t-mas.html' title='We are not in love. Merry T-mas!'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-5507040430925145268</id><published>2010-12-24T12:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T12:43:35.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cause when you have a private beach, the only logical thing to do is skinny-dipping with your super hot next-door neighbour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-5507040430925145268?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1094571768240121898</id><published>2010-12-24T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T00:05:11.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to hold you and smother you with kisses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-1094571768240121898?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1094571768240121898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=1094571768240121898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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why i feel this way and i want it to fucking stop. now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-7805459432031100415?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7805459432031100415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=7805459432031100415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7805459432031100415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7805459432031100415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-know-why-i-feel-this-way-and-i-want.html' 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background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;I spasmed when my phone rang and pressed the enter key on accident so the post published itself. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was awesome. I've been saying that about most days the past week but honestly, it's been awesome. Went over to my cousin's place where we played GH: Warriors of Rock (they only let me do vocals though my singing voice is shit cause the boys want to play guitar and drums), foosball and monopoly deal while sipping on coke or beer (non-alcoholic cause I'm muslim and so can't consume alcohol) Haha. My sister keeps telling me I'm gonna get a beer gut but it doesn't matter cause I'm fat already. :(( The bitch. IF YOU'RE ON TUMBLR @effyeahnurul, I HOPE YOU SEE THIS! But I love her, given that she is my sister and has done some good stuff for me despite the fact that she is a bitch. Okay, now I'm being a bitch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I watched American Pie: Band Camp, Youth In Revolt and Fired Up today. These movies were all about sex and had loads of titties which kinda grossed me out a bit. I've never seen anyone else's. Otherwise, they weren't bad movies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait to meet @notulysses(Liana) and @heartsneverlie (Nicolette) for a late lunch/early dinner tomorrow before Nic goes off to work and Liana for a concert. I'm gonna make Nic serve me fro-yo! Hahaha, cause that's what her job is. &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/7286984066161970011-5749124392014448978?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5749124392014448978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=5749124392014448978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5749124392014448978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5749124392014448978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/highhh.html' title='This post was meant for tumblr but there&apos;s a sexy brit guy following me and I got shy...'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-6840764647207524520</id><published>2010-12-21T18:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:52:12.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get ready with the war cry; Let me hear you scream.</title><content type='html'>Today was another pretty good day. Went for a late lunch with Kylie and Tasha (L) They gave me freebies- much obliged, beetches. I've missed my DEP beetches so lunch with the two of them (1/4 of DEP '10) was awesome. I miss school now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG, i saw a rat's  carcass on the sidewalk along Orchard Road, the crossing near Paragon. OMG, freeaaaaaakkyyyyyyyyyyyyyy shizzzzz. *shivers* It was half decayed and completely flattened, you could see the inch-long teeth on that thing. Yuck, yuck, yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, I LOVE THE NEW OZZY OSBOURNE ALBUM. SCREAM IS AN AWESOME RECORD. The guitar riffs and bass lines, drum beats and lyrics make me want to mosh 24/7. Hahahaha. You  can be sure it is all I'm ever gonna listen to for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If you're gonna go down, go loud, go strong, go proud, go on, go hard or go home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Let me hear you scream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/7286984066161970011-6840764647207524520?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6840764647207524520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=6840764647207524520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6840764647207524520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6840764647207524520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/get-ready-with-war-cry-let-me-hear-you.html' title='Get ready with the war cry; Let me hear you scream.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3204670078041815814</id><published>2010-12-19T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T22:46:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 19th Birthday to the sis.</title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty good day. Went swimming in the morning then had lunch at CPK followed by the devouring of an Awfully Chocolate Super Stacked Cake in celebration of Nurul's 19th birthday today. After, Niq and I went over to the cousin's to play GH Warriors of Rock. Haha, Mike served us non-alcoholic beer (I got 2 cans of Bavaria while Aniq got the lame Bir Bintang. hahahahaha) I had to a shot of lemon syrup to my second can cause it was pure malt and had an insanely bitter aftertaste. RYAN CANNOT SING, OH MY GOD! AAHAHAHAHAHA, it was effing funny. I swear I've never laughed so hard in my life before spending time at their house.  &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3204670078041815814?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3204670078041815814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3204670078041815814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3204670078041815814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3204670078041815814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-19th-birthday-to-sis.html' title='Happy 19th Birthday to the sis.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-630652787666378500</id><published>2010-12-17T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T15:15:31.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am finally back.</title><content type='html'>I tried tuning my bass. Dear God, what a disasterrr. I totally messed it up and now my bass is out of tune... Okay, tad of an understatement- It is&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;INSANELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; out of tune. This means I can't play it until tmr when my cousin is coming over to help me. I got a book called All About Bass which teaches you the basics of bass playing. I was looking for the Dummy's or Idiot's guide but I couldn't find either version and this was the cheapest. It's a tab confusing, especially since I am a total noob whose music education is close to zero (I can still play the damned recorder but I can't sing Do-re-mi correctly, neither can I read sheet music despite the 6-year struggle in primary school). Do you get a picture of how bad I'm sinking? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meanwhile, I'm listening to RHCP cause Flea is an amazing bassist. Seriously. Whenever I listen to Give It Away, my mind is blown (to smithereens). He is THAT awesome. Safe to say that Flea is my idol, at least when it comes to bass playing. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't ever want to feel like I did that day.&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the place I love, take me all the way.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-630652787666378500?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/630652787666378500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=630652787666378500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/630652787666378500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/630652787666378500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-finally-back.html' title='I am finally back.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-7144791597288808354</id><published>2010-12-15T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T21:17:51.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Malaysia, bitches :D</title><content type='html'>Thank God for WiFi and my sister's MacBook. Haha, I'm surviving :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were s'posed to go into KL tomoz but something's up with the car and my dad doesn't want to take the risk of it possibly breaking down in the middle of Malaysia. Uncle Rafik and fam were s'posed to go into M'sia tomoz as well but apparently he couldn't get a room till Friday. We were supposed to meet up tomorrow in KL but now, not anymore. Thank God. I wouldn't be able to take seeing Adri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-7144791597288808354?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7144791597288808354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=7144791597288808354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7144791597288808354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7144791597288808354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-in-malaysia-bitches-d.html' title='I&apos;m in Malaysia, bitches :D'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-2293558127084821614</id><published>2010-12-03T19:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T20:01:11.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JIMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjb2PxiRzI/AAAAAAAAANk/gW8_qdliyLY/s1600/IMG_1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjb2PxiRzI/AAAAAAAAANk/gW8_qdliyLY/s400/IMG_1859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546424666100483890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjbycVyi8I/AAAAAAAAANc/CqNxLkys79w/s1600/IMG_1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjbycVyi8I/AAAAAAAAANc/CqNxLkys79w/s400/IMG_1858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546424600754293698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjbIVwGPdI/AAAAAAAAANU/n_BOIyXTfNc/s1600/IMG_1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjbIVwGPdI/AAAAAAAAANU/n_BOIyXTfNc/s400/IMG_1857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546423877431082450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first time I fell, I laughed like crazy then asked NicKoh to take this pic :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjbDtjqdyI/AAAAAAAAANM/geIf5Cgzp_w/s1600/IMG_1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjbDtjqdyI/AAAAAAAAANM/geIf5Cgzp_w/s400/IMG_1856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546423797922035490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPja9q07O4I/AAAAAAAAANE/JquCZsfOtqw/s1600/IMG_1853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPja9q07O4I/AAAAAAAAANE/JquCZsfOtqw/s400/IMG_1853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546423694109916034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjasSasUfI/AAAAAAAAAM8/viQfoPnPyEA/s1600/IMG_1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjasSasUfI/AAAAAAAAAM8/viQfoPnPyEA/s400/IMG_1843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546423395499659762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ice skating was insanely fun. I fell on my ass twice and all the other times on my knees. Liana and Nick were always holding my hands then everybody decided not to hold me but let me skate on my own. It was thrilling going fast on the slippery ice but your heart skips beats when you feel like you might just fall over. I'll add pics to this later, when I get home cause I'm on the train home typing this out. Haha. Only at YCK :/ There were figure skaters there training, little girls in their skates and skirts and tights. Their pirouettes and twirls were amazing. The grace with which they moved was incredible. How they were able to move on the ice swiftly with such elegance is beyond me. I think I'm gonna start watching figure skating. I love you guys for making me feel special and appreciated &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3 YOU GUYS MAKE ME FULL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paix &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-2293558127084821614?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2293558127084821614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2293558127084821614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2293558127084821614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2293558127084821614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/jimp.html' title='JIMP'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TPjb2PxiRzI/AAAAAAAAANk/gW8_qdliyLY/s72-c/IMG_1859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-2611848698152828227</id><published>2010-12-03T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T10:42:18.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK YES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'M SIXTEEN BITCHES :DD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I CAN GO UNDERAGED CLUBBING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I CAN WATCH NC16 MOVIES IN THE CINEMA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM 2 YEARS AWAY FROM FULL-FLEDGE CLUBBING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 YEARS AWAY FROM UNI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;TODAY, I'M GOING ICE SKATING :DDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll post the pics up laterrr &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-2611848698152828227?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2611848698152828227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2611848698152828227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2611848698152828227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2611848698152828227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/fuck-yes.html' title='FUCK YES!'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1562900872134337491</id><published>2010-12-02T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T22:03:32.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD. I AM SO FULL. ALL THE GOOD FOOD IN MY BELLY, I COULD MERLION.&lt;br /&gt;My parents gave me $200 as my present. So much money D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very thankful for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-1562900872134337491?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1562900872134337491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=1562900872134337491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1562900872134337491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1562900872134337491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-4081749065609808132</id><published>2010-12-02T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T16:17:28.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH NO!</title><content type='html'>PORTA PORTA TONIGHT!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the italian food there! Hahaha. I can't wait to sink my teeth into the delicioso (wait, that's spanish) and really tender roast lamb and the fantastic pastas and desserts. I will definitely have my usual :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;afgakjfgasgfo;ragovashviohwrgh;agh I'm almost 16!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQUOHe8b35c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQUOHe8b35c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-4081749065609808132?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4081749065609808132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=4081749065609808132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4081749065609808132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4081749065609808132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-no.html' title='OH NO!'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-8217040989750860547</id><published>2010-12-02T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T11:00:49.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh nostalgia, I don't need you anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love Patrick Stump. He's an amazing musician, insanely creative and a lyrical genius. He's hot too. Haha. I started listening to Patrick's wonderful voice when Fall Out Boy was first introduced in Singapore with the single Sugar We're Going Down. I fell in love. Haha. I can't wait for his first solo album. I'm willing to bet it'll knock everyone's socks off. Take a listen to this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RKEFeIFJ8-M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RKEFeIFJ8-M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-8217040989750860547?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8217040989750860547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=8217040989750860547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8217040989750860547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8217040989750860547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-nostalgia-i-dont-need-you-anymore.html' title='Oh nostalgia, I don&apos;t need you anymore'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-6529872287038106560</id><published>2010-11-30T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:12:40.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hF1WJ4dChRE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hF1WJ4dChRE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her voice is AH-MAYYY-ZING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And doesn't the song ring sweet memories?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-6529872287038106560?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6529872287038106560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=6529872287038106560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6529872287038106560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6529872287038106560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/her-voice-is-ah-mayyy-zing-and-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-5040704007993090575</id><published>2010-11-30T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:00:45.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit me with lightning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3g8xrpjcT4o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3g8xrpjcT4o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this song. It's even better in a DnB remix. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next thing, we're touching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-5040704007993090575?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5040704007993090575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=5040704007993090575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5040704007993090575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5040704007993090575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/hit-me-with-lightning.html' title='Hit me with lightning.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-7666041111930207681</id><published>2010-11-28T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T22:24:32.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my new bb ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;With me as I lay to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I miss your warm touch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-7666041111930207681?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7666041111930207681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=7666041111930207681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7666041111930207681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7666041111930207681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-my-new-bb-i-wish-you-were-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-5125688547057367708</id><published>2010-11-24T01:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T01:27:38.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My body clock is very screwed, I know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TOv3bmHS8jI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zSb1VthIheU/s1600/IMG_1790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TOv3bmHS8jI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zSb1VthIheU/s400/IMG_1790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542795819869205042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My roomies &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just felt like putting something up cause this feels so barren and I, so empty. I'm bored and life no longer has structure and its usual rigidity which makes me feel so lost. I've spent so much time studying (hah!) and now that I am without it, everything I do seems meaningless, devoid of any actual impact on the course of my life. How... pitiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, MY SOCIAL CALENDER IS COMING ALIVE! I've got the class party tmr (Thursday, considering how it is already Wednesday.) and I'm going ICE SKATING ON MY BIRTHDAY with a dinner at Porta Porta the night before &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy do I sound schizophrenic. I love that word. Schizophrenic. Very nice word to spell, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7286984066161970011-5125688547057367708?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5125688547057367708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=5125688547057367708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5125688547057367708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5125688547057367708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-body-clock-is-very-screwed-i-know.html' title='My body clock is very screwed, I know.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TOv3bmHS8jI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zSb1VthIheU/s72-c/IMG_1790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-2689379852349850274</id><published>2010-11-23T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:49:56.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in a while. A big change from last time when I used to blog obsessively, compulsively.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been feeling pretty lonely lately, the "I'm single again, have been for a while but still can't get my mind over him" kind of lonliness, which sucks to no end. I don't want a rebound guy to take my mind off of him because that wouldn't be unfair to the new one and I don't think I can land one right now, even if I wanted to. Haha. I don't get why I still like him. There were a lot of things I loved about him but essentially, I loved him. I wanted to be with him every second of the day if he'd have me because I felt sick without him. That's how I feel now. (Also, partially because I am ill.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEART, PLEASE STOP HURTING. BRAIN STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-2689379852349850274?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2689379852349850274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2689379852349850274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2689379852349850274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2689379852349850274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-havent-blogged-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-8705607941961243933</id><published>2010-11-06T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:44:46.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_bEWXs_FX4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_bEWXs_FX4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-8705607941961243933?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8705607941961243933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=8705607941961243933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8705607941961243933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8705607941961243933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3529185501635278125</id><published>2010-11-06T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:39:21.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3529185501635278125?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1226722488528321986</id><published>2010-11-06T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T18:26:47.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is so boring now. Sigh. I want to love you but I have this feeling I actually don't anymore. This is supposed to be a good thing. But it doesn't feel good. Heart, Y U SO ANNOYING?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-1226722488528321986?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1226722488528321986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=1226722488528321986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1226722488528321986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1226722488528321986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-is-so-boring-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3765088633238659286</id><published>2010-11-02T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T21:25:58.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TNARW_unpWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HehzBTqUknA/s1600/raisim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TNARW_unpWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HehzBTqUknA/s400/raisim.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534943028800103778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3765088633238659286?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3765088633238659286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3765088633238659286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3765088633238659286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3765088633238659286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-almost-over.html' title='It&apos;s almost over.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/TNARW_unpWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HehzBTqUknA/s72-c/raisim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-8917736283591748326</id><published>2010-10-31T12:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:38:44.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still angry. Very, very angry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-8917736283591748326?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8917736283591748326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=8917736283591748326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8917736283591748326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8917736283591748326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-still-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-2999679171227989737</id><published>2010-10-30T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T16:04:43.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Helen by Edgar Allan Poe (1831)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Helen, thy beauty is to me&lt;br /&gt;    Like those Nicean barks of yore,&lt;br /&gt;That gently, o'er a perfum'd sea,&lt;br /&gt;    The weary way-worn wanderer bore&lt;br /&gt;    To his own native shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On desperate seas long wont to roam,&lt;br /&gt;    Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,&lt;br /&gt;Thy Naiad airs have brought me home&lt;br /&gt;    To the beauty of fair Greece,&lt;br /&gt;And the grandeur of old Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo ! in that little window-niche&lt;br /&gt;    How statue-like I see thee stand!&lt;br /&gt;    The folded scroll within thy hand —&lt;br /&gt;A Psyche from the regions which&lt;br /&gt;    Are Holy land !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-2999679171227989737?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2999679171227989737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2999679171227989737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2999679171227989737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2999679171227989737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-helen-by-edgar-allan-poe-1831.html' title='To Helen by Edgar Allan Poe (1831)'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-8168936429067848091</id><published>2010-10-30T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T15:06:44.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this song. It empowers. Ahahaha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZl165WDjDA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nZl165WDjDA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-8168936429067848091?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8168936429067848091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=8168936429067848091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8168936429067848091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8168936429067848091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-this-song-it-empowers-ahahaha.html' title='I love this song. It empowers. Ahahaha.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-4543156803862647278</id><published>2010-10-28T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T16:06:04.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><title type='text'>Two 'Undredth post, innit?</title><content type='html'>Only a poem is worth my 200th post. It is a veh significant thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pen in my hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heart on my sleeve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your love's not forgotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in you I believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hold me close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll be safe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now is all that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-4543156803862647278?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4543156803862647278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=4543156803862647278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4543156803862647278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4543156803862647278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/two-undredth-post-innit.html' title='Two &apos;Undredth post, innit?'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-6183725335255622057</id><published>2010-10-26T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T20:39:27.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who shot that arrow in your throat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Gloria, we lied.&lt;div&gt;We can't go on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's pretty cool how hydrogen is the only element that can lose ALL it's electrons to form an ion cause it only has one. It's special. Haha. Am I the only one amazed by this? Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-6183725335255622057?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6183725335255622057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=6183725335255622057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6183725335255622057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6183725335255622057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/who-shot-that-arrow-in-your-throat.html' title='Who shot that arrow in your throat?'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-2991498284889592604</id><published>2010-10-26T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T18:23:30.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post #198'/><title type='text'>The devil's language 'tis lust.</title><content type='html'>The math paper today bored me to boredom. Haha. But seriously, I was bored. I took an hour or so to do the whole paper and spent so long checking my work. Of course, I made careless mistakes what with my inability to think clearly after 18(?) math problems and the insane boredom. Yes. I was bored. And OH EM GEE! The invigilators do not know how to dress. it was really bad. Okay not all. One lady has looked really good all the times I've seen her invigilate (3 times so far, 2 days.) JUST ONE OUT OF A 2419y517275357160561 WOMEN, JUST ONE LOKED DECENT. All the men, I can't comment lah. They all had on shirts and trousers and black shoes. So obviously they were presentable. Haha. I am feeling so mehh now. I should go take a shower, have dinner and memorise lit quotes. Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-2991498284889592604?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2991498284889592604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2991498284889592604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2991498284889592604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2991498284889592604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/devils-language-tis-lust.html' title='The devil&apos;s language &apos;tis lust.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1871738894817177804</id><published>2010-10-25T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:39:07.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that I've found you (again), I won't ever leave!</title><content type='html'>Haha. I am really happy. Happier than I've been in a while and it's because my life-changing exams are finally here and soon they will be over. It also doesn't hurt that the first paper was pretty good, or at least for me anyway. And I'm looking forward to my math paper tomorrow. I'm gonna have fun. &amp;amp; if you think I'm crazy, well clearly you just started reading my blog. I LOVE MATH! It's my favourite subject. Some people struggle with it but I'm lucky enough to just get it. I did suck before but after hard work, it was like a whole new world opened up to me and solving sums became a fascinating process. Omg, I am a total nerd/dork. Haha. Oh well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tumblr never fails to make me laugh. I look crazy laughing at the computer screen but seriously, the pictures and memes are FUNNY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! OH! AND SKRILLEX IS AN AWESOME ... musician? IDK what he's called but I LOVE HIS NEW EP! It's really good. I can't get With You Friends out of my head and the songs are durtayy! My subs are blown. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that made sense. You can tell the extent of my happiness now can't you since I'm rambling and giddy with laughter. ahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-1871738894817177804?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1871738894817177804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=1871738894817177804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1871738894817177804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1871738894817177804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/now-that-ive-found-you-again-i-wont.html' title='Now that I&apos;ve found you (again), I won&apos;t ever leave!'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-5868934542320704852</id><published>2010-10-24T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:30:02.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG! I AM BACK! HAHAHA.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I forgot about this! I haven't blogged on this in over a year! My last post was on the 8th of July if you couldn't tell. Haha. I read all my past posts and feel like I've missed the way I've been. Though it's not like I'm an entirely different person now. I think I've grown up a bit (fortunately/ unfortunately?) haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Major MAJOR exams tomorrow. I'm psyched and nervous and realy, really worried at the same time. I shouldn't be sleeping this late but it's an English paper and in the afternoon so what the hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my old poems. Haha. Like omg, they weren't bad at all! Even if I do say so myself. I do notice that while I'm typing, I still have my annoying 'Haha' habit. Though I'm sure you've realised that by now. haha. Lol. ahaha. Omg, that was like a triple 'haha'. No, i'm not gonna do it here, but I am laughing irl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sound psycho. Maybe I am? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I can feel my mind wandering again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And to where I don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Will I ever get home?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-5868934542320704852?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5868934542320704852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=5868934542320704852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5868934542320704852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/5868934542320704852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2010/10/omg-i-am-back-hahaha.html' title='OMG! I AM BACK! HAHAHA.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1761088359324201530</id><published>2009-07-08T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:26:39.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word to your mothers'/><title type='text'>Whazzup?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey Y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm switching to &lt;a href="http://kissteenaa.livejournal.com/"&gt;LJ&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's temporary or long-term.&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely be keeping this one.&lt;br /&gt;So link me, if you want.&lt;br /&gt;Just so y'all know:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lots of Love, Qis:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the link, click on the 'LJ' in the message:)&lt;br /&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/7286984066161970011-1761088359324201530?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1761088359324201530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=1761088359324201530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1761088359324201530'/><link 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break.&lt;br /&gt;6years wasted just waiting for him to come around.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, make this better.&lt;br /&gt;Send me a sign.&lt;br /&gt;He said he would.&lt;br /&gt;He said he could.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the fool who waited and wasted time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, make this better.&lt;br /&gt;Send me a sign.&lt;br /&gt;Baby bounce back to me.&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me.&lt;br /&gt;Come on and feel me.&lt;br /&gt;Just come round,&lt;br /&gt;See me,&lt;br /&gt;Call me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperate.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, make this better.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me a sign, baby, Send me a sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3102387140067944244?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3102387140067944244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3102387140067944244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3102387140067944244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3102387140067944244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/get-over-it.html' title='Get Over It'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-551323689992265709</id><published>2009-07-07T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:39:14.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOMO, Your Phone!</title><content type='html'>Haha, Danial singing Good Girls Go Bad is cute. Too bad everyone knows it. I don't like it when people become such posers when a new song comes out and they're all like "OMFG, ___(insert musician's name here)___ song, ___(insert song title here)___ is so friggin cool." "I fcken love 'em" when in actual fact you don't give a sh*t about the artiste. It's all bullsh*t, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel crappy, thus the cuss words here. Argh. My TOTM's over so I don't get why I still feel like this. garh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-551323689992265709?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/551323689992265709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=551323689992265709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/551323689992265709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/551323689992265709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/fomo-your-phone.html' title='FOMO, Your Phone!'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-476622842056799388</id><published>2009-07-06T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:49:28.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and this is how you get a c5 for physics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish i understood what i am saying'/><title type='text'>One Of Those Nights ft Patrick Stump and Brendon Urie</title><content type='html'>Wow. I mean, I've heard of them and I've been obsessed with FBR bands but nothing has got me obsessed like The Cab. Their music is interesting. He has such a cute voice! Just like The Scene Aesthetic but Alex can do the whole deal. I'm not sure if Eric and Andrew can break away from the acoustic but i don't want them to. Staying up late blogging is Risky Business (haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Peace Outt Y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;"you can't feel,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;if you don't let yourself go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bu if it's all the same to you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;being cold is human sometimes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;just not humane."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-476622842056799388?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/476622842056799388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=476622842056799388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/476622842056799388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/476622842056799388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-those-nights-ft-patrick-stump.html' title='One Of Those Nights ft Patrick Stump and Brendon Urie'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3353739233830018877</id><published>2009-07-05T11:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:07:27.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, It Is Love.</title><content type='html'>I can't post HelloGoodbye lyrics here but their songs are so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things i'd like in this world is for someone to sing one of their songs to me, and they better sing it well! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, It Is Love,&lt;br /&gt;From the first time I set my eyes upon yours&lt;br /&gt;Thinking oh, it is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE RIGHT! OMG I'M SWOONING OVER SONG LYRICS:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Imagination Movers on PlayHouse Disney. It's damn funny seeing them Rap bout toothbrushes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I gotta do geog.&lt;br /&gt;PAIX!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3353739233830018877?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3353739233830018877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3353739233830018877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3353739233830018877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3353739233830018877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-it-is-love.html' title='Oh, It Is Love.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-4414363315689400654</id><published>2009-07-05T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T08:44:48.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PWTs PWN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Et0Xcvoz0T0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Et0Xcvoz0T0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7286984066161970011-4414363315689400654?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4414363315689400654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=4414363315689400654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4414363315689400654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4414363315689400654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/pwts-pwn.html' title='PWTs PWN.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3043703404971905417</id><published>2009-07-05T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:09:33.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worth your weight in gold'/><title type='text'>Post 189-Haiku, it's what I'm good at</title><content type='html'>Words are all they are&lt;br /&gt;But these words help express 'Me'&lt;br /&gt;That's all they may be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words are worth billions&lt;br /&gt;words mean more than a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Words are what they are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3043703404971905417?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3043703404971905417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3043703404971905417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3043703404971905417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3043703404971905417'/><link rel='alternate' 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around a little.&lt;br /&gt;We talked,&lt;br /&gt;Oh how we talked.&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;and Football&lt;br /&gt;and Math.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember.&lt;br /&gt;I remember walking&lt;br /&gt;through heavy rain&lt;br /&gt;To get to shelter&lt;br /&gt;But it was never cold&lt;br /&gt;cause I always felt your warmth&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have much in common&lt;br /&gt;but I liked you all the same.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, you knew how much I liked you,&lt;br /&gt;didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;Then, you left&lt;br /&gt;and didn't say when you were coming back.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you ever will.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;To feel that warmth&lt;br /&gt;and embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;I want to love you.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to want me too.&lt;br /&gt;So baby, come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3346400281613508566?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3346400281613508566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3346400281613508566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3346400281613508566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3346400281613508566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-come-back-to-me.html' title='baby, come back to me.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-4280955741366440547</id><published>2009-07-04T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:22:30.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure Cooker</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead heavy eyelids,&lt;br /&gt;so tired and lacking sleep,&lt;br /&gt;something's very wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-4280955741366440547?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4280955741366440547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=4280955741366440547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4280955741366440547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4280955741366440547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/pressure-cooker.html' title='Pressure Cooker'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1274208114069661387</id><published>2009-07-03T18:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:17:59.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He will always be my sunkissed trampoline:)</title><content type='html'>Fireflies in the night&lt;br /&gt;Balance of light in darkness&lt;br /&gt;They shine through love's light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the bright moon,&lt;br /&gt;I contemplate life's meaning&lt;br /&gt;The picture's unclear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I see one thing&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the valley&lt;br /&gt;I see you suff'ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like you&lt;br /&gt;Only because I love you&lt;br /&gt;I am only yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would let me&lt;br /&gt;I'd really like to save you&lt;br /&gt;To save you from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, if you do&lt;br /&gt;love me true then leave me here&lt;br /&gt;I shan't forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue skies overhead&lt;br /&gt;I pen love letters to you&lt;br /&gt;B-other, I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-1274208114069661387?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1274208114069661387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=1274208114069661387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1274208114069661387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1274208114069661387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/she-will-always-be-my-sunkissed.html' title='He will always be my sunkissed trampoline:)'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3462463668067322454</id><published>2009-07-03T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:43:14.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coconut Cream and Coffee Coloured Thighs</title><content type='html'>I sit in a large boat&lt;br /&gt;The boat travels to a great many places.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it bobs around&lt;br /&gt;on still waters.&lt;br /&gt;I feel at peace.&lt;br /&gt;Other times, it rocks&lt;br /&gt;in violent seas.&lt;br /&gt;Then I get seasick.&lt;br /&gt;C'est la vie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3462463668067322454?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3462463668067322454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3462463668067322454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3462463668067322454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3462463668067322454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/coconut-cream-and-coffee-coloured.html' title='Coconut Cream and Coffee Coloured Thighs'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-4286506325463566447</id><published>2009-07-03T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:37:11.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IONIC EQUATIONS ARE COOLER THAN YOUR GRANDMOTHER:)</title><content type='html'>Chemistry is fun.&lt;br /&gt;Especially lab period&lt;br /&gt;Acids and alkalis&lt;br /&gt;Salts of all sorts&lt;br /&gt;Test-tubes and what nots&lt;br /&gt;Precipitation&lt;br /&gt;Evaporation&lt;br /&gt;Effervescence observed&lt;br /&gt;Litmus&lt;br /&gt;Universal indicator&lt;br /&gt;I could list more and more&lt;br /&gt;but you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry is fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-4286506325463566447?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4286506325463566447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=4286506325463566447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4286506325463566447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4286506325463566447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/ionic-equations-are-cooler-than-your.html' title='IONIC EQUATIONS ARE COOLER THAN YOUR GRANDMOTHER:)'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-8785527466210805367</id><published>2009-07-03T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:10:13.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's little mysteries.</title><content type='html'>I am in no mood to blog. My back hurts and I hate this month. In more recent news though, I've got my first leadershsip role:) I forgot all about madrasah. oww my back! off to do hw then disturb Ryan some more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-8785527466210805367?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8785527466210805367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=8785527466210805367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8785527466210805367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8785527466210805367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/lifes-little-mysteries.html' title='Life&apos;s little mysteries.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3695218686156254750</id><published>2009-06-25T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:52:55.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COME TO SG PLEASE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iwantzydneytocomebackforclassorhesgottogetoutofmyhead'/><title type='text'>I'm Mitchel MussObsessed.</title><content type='html'>From today onwards, I wanna tweet (haha) so I can cyber stalk him. HAHA. No lah, not stalk. Just read about his day? If or when I go into acting and become famous (maybe) I'm still keeping my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, MY BLOG IS MY BABY. Even when I can't update, I'm thinking about how BAD I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough about me. Back to MM. He's damn cute lah! I can't stand it. I hate being such a fan girl. I probably can't have him anyway. But a girl can dream, can't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got a picture of him on this com so next post will definitely be just his pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3695218686156254750?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3695218686156254750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3695218686156254750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3695218686156254750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3695218686156254750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-mitchel-mussobsessed.html' title='I&apos;m Mitchel MussObsessed.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-7681415767978453436</id><published>2009-06-10T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:25:29.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful.</title><content type='html'>I lay awake thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;Of how we were.&lt;br /&gt;Of how we were all wrong for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I knew what I had to do.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I had to break it off with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what I set off to do.&lt;br /&gt;I broke things off with you.&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep came.&lt;br /&gt;It washed over me.&lt;br /&gt;My heart resisted little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, my pathetic 5 day relationship is over. I'm sorry if I didn't tell you (esp Nisha and Nicolette and Kylie). I broke up with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-7681415767978453436?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7681415767978453436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=7681415767978453436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7681415767978453436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7681415767978453436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/grateful.html' title='Grateful.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3142137478698678377</id><published>2009-05-30T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:45:20.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KonFuZian (not the chinese philosopher.)</title><content type='html'>It's just confusion. I mean serious confusion. I don't know how to manage my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to find truth, see myself in my remarks because Teachers either LIE OR they COPY AND PASTE (which is almost equivalent to LYING) SO I should edit that to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Teachers always seem to lie in the remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I got: Qistina is an active student with a cheerful disposition. She relates well to people at different levels; both peers and teachers (haha?). Her pleasant (i'm only pleasant? :( ) personality and good sense of humour are her winning ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active? You say I'm active? You obviously haven't noticed how I seem to nod off during math or how I'm always sleepy before (and after) recess, hahahahahahahahahahalosershahahahahahaha, and um, by good humour, do you mean that I'm always laughing at the lame jokes people tell or&lt;br /&gt;that I always crack lame jokes that people DONT laugh at? How do I relate well to people? Last time I checked, nobody came running to me with their problems... They can trust me and I guess, I can actually relate well to people. I mean if you've actually read my blog, you should know about the ABCDEFGkIJhLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ incident last year. I helped her out of it. Out of A&amp;amp;A. I don't know why I always feel left out. It's my fault. Because I feel left out, I detach and alienate myself from things. This is like experiencing Brecht first hand, Verfremdungseffekt indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to finish reading The Odyssey. I found it in the school library but it's a reference book so I can't check it out. But I can always finish it when school reopens. I type a lot. I talk less now. But I type A LOT. bold, underlined, italicized.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3142137478698678377?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3142137478698678377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3142137478698678377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3142137478698678377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3142137478698678377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/konfuzian-not-chinese-philosopher.html' title='KonFuZian (not the chinese philosopher.)'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-4691826938604091343</id><published>2009-05-14T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:19:43.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycles and taxis, Retreat and Idris.</title><content type='html'>Today, i was pissed off in the morning but now I'm happy, I was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Motorcycles and taxis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was I pissed off? Cause I was crossing the street (I DONT JAY) and I was walking slowly cause I was very tired, then the green man started to flash and then this motorbike cut in front of me and then a couple taxi honked so I walked faster and mind you, the green man was still flashing so technically it was my right of way and they were supposed to GIVE ME WAY! assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Retreat&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was retreat and I teared twice but not full on crying like last year and the year before that... But It was just tearing. LIANA WAS SABOED by Father Simon and that was damn funny haha! I could get abs watching that again. Too bad I didn't have my phone. But I sang and didn't really talk much and by talk I mean share, cause I didn't have a partner seeing as how we were odd numbers. yupp. Then I went home. Walked to the MRT station w Lin Ying and then Ms Puja came up to me to talk about goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Idris&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was alone in the train. But not the whole way cause then I saw Idris and then he came by to talk to me. haha. It was nice to talk to someone after not talking for almost a whole day. SO he was like 'Can I join you?' cause the seat beside me was empty so I was like 'Yeah, sure no problem' Then we just started talking. The conversation starter,"So how are you?" I was laughing cause of thoughts of retreat you know, sharing. So I was like 'Fine. You?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: Okay. Mid-years uh?&lt;br /&gt;Q:Oh, no. Mine are over. Today was retreat.&lt;br /&gt;I:What's that? (you can imagine serious curiosity)&lt;br /&gt;Q: Oh just sharing, problems, feelings, stuff like that. You don't have mid-years right? (I was applying contextual knowledge cause Ryan and I talk  about it.)&lt;br /&gt;I: Nope. We have common tests up till the end of term but we do have end of years.&lt;br /&gt;Q: Oh. Post-exam activities are annoying. I've got lessons as a PEA.&lt;br /&gt;I: (he laughed) I think I don't like about my school is that we have common tests till the end of    term while you all have mid-years (and something else) and when you all finish end of years, we just start.&lt;br /&gt;Q: (Obviously I laughed) Then I was like, OH you know yesterday I had malay oral. It was horrible. (I was thinking I had malay oral and you were talking to me in malay the other time.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;I: Too bad your malay oral wasn't tomorrow or I'd be talking to you in malay.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course We talked quite a lot but it was superficial stuff cause obviously I wasn't going to delve into the deep with someone whom I've only started talking to last year eventhough he is my cousin's cousin (on the mother's side but i'm on the father's side so we aren't exactly related.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also talked about some people we knew, mutually. Haha, that was funny. I was laughing a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him about the people I knew in his school, he asked about Ashley. (He knows all the sec3 RI guys I know, but he didn't know ______. Three guesses who ________ is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he got off. But I was thinking about our conversation and I was smiling. Hey, like I said, it was nice to talk to someone even if it was just superficial conversation. It almost got deep, but I didn't want it to be like that. On the train. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-4691826938604091343?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4691826938604091343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=4691826938604091343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4691826938604091343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4691826938604091343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/motorcycles-and-taxis-retreat-and-idris.html' title='Motorcycles and taxis, Retreat and Idris.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-9043357811891700977</id><published>2009-05-08T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:03:43.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets take it back before it all went wrong</title><content type='html'>I cried today. In front of everyone. I am damn pissed. It isn't fair that he lets Nurul do what she wants, gets what she wants and get mediocre results but I can't do anything. I'm gonna read the chocolate affair since all I have left is AMath. I think I'm gonna go all quiet after this. I'll definitely talk less. I'm already starting too but that's partially because i expect people to talk to me but they dont so I don't talk and also because I still feel detached from everyone else. I don't know if they know or even care cause I'll keep feeling like a loser/loner until some one 'shows the faintest symptoms' of wanting to talk to me/being interested in what I say. I miss Nisha. But then she'd probably tell me something with that voice and make me feel dumb and I'll probably feel worse. I really want to cry. Everyone's got plans for after exams and obviously, I haven't been invited to any. I'm gonna make this post damn long so people get turned off by the words and won't bother reading this. I don't know how long I cried when I was on the way home, when I got home, when I was sitting on my bed feeling lousy. This isn't my totm cause I had it 2 weeks ago. So now let me emo over the sad state of my lonely and quiet life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn dumb cause i lent my calculators to Manprit and I've got tuition tmr and forgot to take it back. damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-9043357811891700977?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9043357811891700977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=9043357811891700977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/9043357811891700977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/9043357811891700977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-take-it-back-before-it-all-went.html' title='Lets take it back before it all went wrong'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-8937404513946051514</id><published>2009-05-05T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:11:07.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carelessly growing up and growing old'/><title type='text'>I wake up,</title><content type='html'>I took a nice long shower today:) Washed my hair (with conditioner) and my face (haha after like 9h?). Was thinking of Blackhole and Brother during the physics paper cause both their names were Ryan. haha. I haven't blogged in forever. Mr Chan wants us to check facebook everyday in case of an urgent notice or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been what 5/6 months and I seriously miss you lah. We're getting S(can't spell her name) back and now that you know(if you ever read this of course), I hope you come back :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the math paper was bleahh and exhausting. I expected it to be either a tad easier or challenging perhaps? I had 45mins left and I was done so I double checked and then stoned for the last 15mins.Yeah. Thenwent down and I hugged people in the canteen. Talked to Laksa and Lizzie(anakin!) haha. It was damn annoying cause Laksa was laughing at me lah. But it's okay cause I'm not as dumb as she thinks I am. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Math was exhausting, my brain, super tired, couldn't concentrate properly on Physics and so I made tons and buns of mistakes which I had 45mins to correct thankfully. I don't know how many times I checked the damn paper so if I fail physics I'll blame whoever set the timetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So um anw, I'll  be wasting my life for the geog paper and it's only 45mins. Yeah. AND(!) It's the only paper I have tmr -.- So I guess it's a macs breakfast and chionging chem lorh.I shall bring chem to school and bring home my ss that's been in my locker since our lockers have to be cleared for june hols anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, London is cancelled and I am damn sad. So I hope Ryan still wants a gathering so that I have something to look forward to. But till then, I'll be more miserable than I'll appear to be :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT RETREAT! And I hope they don't close down the schools or I'll be damn bored at home :( I already have a MONTH of boredom scheduled in 3weeks and 5 days. Huzzah! (note the unenthusiastic tone)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-8937404513946051514?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8937404513946051514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=8937404513946051514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8937404513946051514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/8937404513946051514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wake-up.html' title='I wake up,'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-6309966629800903481</id><published>2009-04-30T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T12:47:34.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dear Danial :)</title><content type='html'>Am at home and I finally got vanilla. I want vanilla beans :( I shall go hunt for a high class cold storage somewhere. Like vines we intertwined, carelessly growing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-6309966629800903481?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6309966629800903481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=6309966629800903481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6309966629800903481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/6309966629800903481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-dear-danial.html' title='Happy Birthday Dear Danial :)'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-1860423644272670287</id><published>2009-04-29T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:31:56.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A love poem( a very sexed up love poem). Yes we're all horny ___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you burn within me.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you crawlin',&lt;br /&gt;crawlin' all over under my skin.&lt;br /&gt;I've tasted your love on a pretty platter&lt;br /&gt;(it tasted heavenly)&lt;br /&gt;I've felt your love on  my davenport&lt;br /&gt;(baby, you make me hot)&lt;br /&gt;You thrill, you tease,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you put me at ease&lt;br /&gt;I've tasted your love on a pretty platter&lt;br /&gt;(it tasted heavenly)&lt;br /&gt;I've felt your love on  my davenport&lt;br /&gt;(baby, you make me hot)&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, you make me hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-1860423644272670287?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1860423644272670287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=1860423644272670287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1860423644272670287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/1860423644272670287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-poem-very-sexed-up-love-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-3136476587817626662</id><published>2009-04-26T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:38:20.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the hunter, you're the monkey.</title><content type='html'>I am actually looking forward to the exams. I wanna see how the standard of our exams are and I wanna know how I'll do. Of course, Math should be GREAT :) I love math lah. I also can't wait for the exams to come because it means that I'm ever so close to London. OMG! AND SHOPPING with the 3/3 DEP girls:)) (with the exeption of Sarah Toh. Not thtat she's not a girl, just that she doesn't really shop- more of pick what she needs and pays and then waits for us to be done. haha. We'd take forever bu for her benefit I shall rush :) ) God I'm hungry. I honestly wonder why i'M SO HUNGRY.  AIYAH. I'll just go bake a prata. hnmmm.  k then bye:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-3136476587817626662?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3136476587817626662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=3136476587817626662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3136476587817626662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/3136476587817626662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-hunter-youre-monkey.html' title='I&apos;m the hunter, you&apos;re the monkey.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-7514352559201194168</id><published>2009-04-19T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:43:47.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in an FBR band phase and I love VersaEmerge and The Hush Sound and everyone else. I've heard a couple of super good songs that are really old, haha. If only I knew the titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so recommend Honey-The Hush Sound, Past Praying For- VersaEmerge, The Exit- Forgive Durden + Brendon Urie &amp;amp; Dan Young, Defying Gravity-Idina Menzel+Kristin C. (can't spell her last name, haha). Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-7514352559201194168?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7514352559201194168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=7514352559201194168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7514352559201194168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7514352559201194168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-in-fbr-band-phase-and-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-4886979127389072894</id><published>2009-04-17T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:59:43.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During lit we were discussing assimilationism and identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr Asagai, I would very much like to talk to you. About Africa. You see, I am looking for my identity!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your identity defines you, then what exactly defines 'Identity'? Is it your race? your background? where you're from? your religion? Cause if religion was a big one then the atheists wouldn't have an identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find your identity, then can you ever fit in? Or do you not want to? Isn't it impossible to not be an 'assimilationist' because no one likes to be 'different'. But I think that's what everyone sees. I mean, the way the western world works sees the cultures of the east as exotic and most time it's not a compliment. Does this mean you shouldn't be proud of your heritage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I have lost my roots in a way because I can't speak my mother tongue well but I know how to wear my traditional costume, I can talk about food. I can even talk about musical instruments and traditional games but I am rather detached from people of my own ethnicity. Other than my family and a couple of Malay friends, I don't know anyone else who is malay and I look down on my people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just something I had to talk about. The whole world's confused yet no one really admits it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-4886979127389072894?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4886979127389072894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=4886979127389072894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4886979127389072894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/4886979127389072894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/during-lit-we-were-discussing.html' title=''/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-7284780622480825520</id><published>2009-04-16T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:24:17.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defying Gravity.</title><content type='html'>I SHALL PASS PHYSICS BECAUSE I L JOULES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL PASS MATH BECAUSE PASCAL IS MY TBF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ishallneverforgetbecauseyoubrokemyheartzyd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Loser is still trying to ask me out. Please lah. I don't like you. What kind of a playboy gets the girls looking like that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-7284780622480825520?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7284780622480825520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=7284780622480825520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7284780622480825520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/7284780622480825520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/defying-gravity.html' title='Defying Gravity.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-2927336821541465978</id><published>2009-04-11T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:46:21.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my iPod!</title><content type='html'>I miss brother very much that I can't stop picturing his face in my head. This is so very weird seeing as how he's supposed to be my BROTHER. I think it could be my dilemma about the whole ACJC vs RIJC. hmmm. It should be. must text him later. remind me. ANW, we still have good person to do for DEP and i missed discussion. damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-2927336821541465978?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2927336821541465978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2927336821541465978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2927336821541465978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2927336821541465978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-my-ipod.html' title='I want my iPod!'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-343986252477719205</id><published>2009-04-10T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:24:07.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought you should know.</title><content type='html'>Last night, went t watch The Odyssey w Nisha and Ari. It was major awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would describe the play for you but it would spoil things for Saira who's gonna watch it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a perfect mix of music, dance and drama. The music and dance helped create atmosphere and the movement was perfectly choreographed. Then there was drumming for transitions and atmosphere also. After that, I understood what Gary Tang meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also after that, I'm torn between ACJC+DEP and RJ+Brother. hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-343986252477719205?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/343986252477719205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=343986252477719205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/343986252477719205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/343986252477719205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-thought-you-should-know.html' title='I thought you should know.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-447641484954318642</id><published>2009-04-09T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:51:58.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME TO PARIS!</title><content type='html'>I HEART PARIS HILTON LAH. Her songs are damn hot. haha. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-447641484954318642?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/447641484954318642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=447641484954318642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/447641484954318642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/447641484954318642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-to-paris.html' title='WELCOME TO PARIS!'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-2183944418038914720</id><published>2009-04-03T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:06:18.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am so lonely'/><title type='text'>There doesn't seem to be anyone around.</title><content type='html'>I have just finished reading Shug. It's complete chick lit and of course I love it. I haven't cried over a book in so long. haha. I can so totally feel for Annemarie cause in some ways I can relate. The way she describes how she feels about Mark and everything. Then Jack is such an A-hole but he's super sweet. He did it for Annemarie. It's so cute. wish a boy would do that for me. haha, don't all the girls (who aren't privileged enough to be noticeably pretty and have boys buzzing around them cause them boys know the girl's sweeter than honey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"She just sits and wills the tears to come,&lt;br /&gt;to spill over and flow down her cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;because she happy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; sad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; dizzy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; so sure&lt;br /&gt;that he was  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hers&lt;/span&gt; and hoped it wouldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;She liked how it felt."&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/7286984066161970011-2183944418038914720?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2183944418038914720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2183944418038914720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2183944418038914720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2183944418038914720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-doesnt-seem-to-be-anyone-around.html' title='There doesn&apos;t seem to be anyone around.'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286984066161970011.post-2875509577179950439</id><published>2009-04-02T14:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:27:47.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personality Dialysis'/><title type='text'>What is this feeling so sudden and new?</title><content type='html'>Listening to OST of Wicked (Original Broadway Cast Recording) And it's not so bad but I don't really like it. Maybe after we watch the musical in London, I'll like it better. Some of the songs are actually catchy but, a bit shrill. I'm sorry but I'm biased when it comes to sopranos. Wicked sounds like a very girly kind of musical. So i'm back to my Phantom Of The Opera baby. I'm going to help Hani with math tmr. Looking forward to it. haha. If she wants to pay me 9though she don't have to) she can buy me lunch cause I'm broke. as always. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7286984066161970011-2875509577179950439?l=kissteenaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2875509577179950439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7286984066161970011&amp;postID=2875509577179950439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2875509577179950439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7286984066161970011/posts/default/2875509577179950439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissteenaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-this-feeling-so-sudden-and-new.html' title='What is this feeling so sudden and new?'/><author><name>Qistina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16016648136572931871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UfTYv-GdbCk/SR0zYJlc1VI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-GciYsZ9Ey4/S220/clamtehscallop+and+prawn.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
