<?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-18424325</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:43:47.261+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mzzzz_janie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-1229497202921037860</id><published>2007-03-26T22:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:03:37.357+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI! Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now a full nerd transformed. Its really scary. I'm like a robot. Everytime somebody talks to me, i always divert the conversation to school somehow. 'How are you Janie? 'Im scared of the HSC.' 'What are you getting so-so for her birthday Janie?' 'Lets get her a maths text book and btw how you do you think you went in maths?' yes depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only natural that the day I start blogging again is proberly the day HSC exams end.Well I've only got one thing to say at the moment. People (inc. myself) blog really shitly these days.  (out of curiosity, does anyone bother visiting this site?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I've been meaning to blog for some time now, i had all these entries planned, but i didnt feel like it. i guess blogging isn't a spontaneous thing anymore. so yes I, janie, had a relevation today, and that means I gottah officially close this blog down because it's just like this succubus that sucks energy from me, I think I've said that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, until homework no longer beckons me, TATA! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-1229497202921037860?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1229497202921037860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=1229497202921037860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/1229497202921037860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/1229497202921037860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi-guess-what-i-am-now-full-nerd.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-116443300314179650</id><published>2006-11-25T15:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T16:51:31.843+11:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinning - this letter - vibekingz &amp; maliq</title><content type='html'>OK so I had a job interview with Betts (the shoe store next to Zu on Pitt St) this morning and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M IN!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm officially employed ! MUAHAHA, I'm so happy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Balancing work and school gonna be tough though. I'm gonna get so sick of the city that I'll most likely end up convulsing vomit. But yer I shouldn't complain cause at least there's no uniform and we get to wear cool looking mics! Ahhh the discounts on shoes shoes shoes! *DROOOLS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, this entry is so overdue! I know and I'm sorry! So getting to it, I'll probably make this shorter than the usual (overdue) entry. LOL! Sif, I could go on FOREVER. Haha yeah, that sounds just about right.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Susans 17th Birthday at teppenyaki (somethin like that).&lt;/strong&gt; Everybody was dressed up and looked flaming gorgeous! The food was gross but the chef's performance was awesome! Most of the girls (Susan, Caroline, Lan and myself) got egged whilst the others couldn't catch eggs properly! Video recorded everything then afterwars went to K and got drunk on green tea LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/793/1803/320/914011/DSC01109.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/793/1803/1600/943871/DSC01100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="121" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/793/1803/320/685061/DSC01100.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/793/1803/1600/943871/DSC01100.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;St Mary's formal at Le Montage.&lt;/strong&gt; Overall i had a fun filled night- met new people; food was delicious (espiecally the forrero rochea cake, yummm) and danced all night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/793/1803/1600/431751/111911590-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="170" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/793/1803/320/384242/111911590-M.jpg" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/793/1803/1600/665674/111902919-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/793/1803/320/776781/111902919-M.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, time for me to be random now because my memory's working against me, LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Schools&lt;/strong&gt; been OK! Totally drowning in assessments and exams but you know what? I'm not phased, well maybe a little but it ain't nothin :) I just wanan enjoy the the last few months of school before its gone..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- 7 more days till Godspeed! :) CANNOT WAITTTTT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- one more month will my whole family leaves for Vietnam! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright well that's all from me...I should go before I go completely crazy, so take care loves!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-116443300314179650?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/116443300314179650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=116443300314179650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/116443300314179650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/116443300314179650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-spinning-this-letter-vibekingz.html' title='now spinning - this letter - vibekingz &amp; maliq'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-116350991378612716</id><published>2006-11-15T00:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:16:00.453+11:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinning - will you be mine - ruff endz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's time to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOODBYE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a shut down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, just kidding. But I reckon I had ya there for a minute! Hmmm...well i notice that i lack in the blogging - not that I feel foreign towards it anyway but no bigge cos I'll try not to disappoint with this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started off with me wakin up to my alarm clock, to fall asleep again. maan, i really need to set my school-work habits up . don't get me wrong, i do my work but i set more priority and value to "what janie does best" i.e, going out and shopping to the most slothful but relaxing way of sitting on my ass, watching youtube whilst simultaneously munching on junk. Well i guess i'm a legend at procrastination but i looove it when i can take all that economic, english, maths jargon in . Ok, more like a bundle of contradictions. Hmmm, my assessment period is starting in a weeks time?? i'm really starting to shit myself ... exams plus all these assesment submissions due within that time... no work, no play? HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYSSSS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One.&lt;/em&gt; Everything is actually flowing for once - not saying that there aren’t any crap hanging around, because heck there is, but let’s just say - good surpassing bad. Thus, I’m okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two.&lt;/em&gt; Sleeping in has never been so damn good. Talk about enjoying the simple things in love!&lt;em&gt;Three&lt;/em&gt;. SHOPPINGGGGGGGGGG. HAH lame.&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, &lt;em&gt;Four.&lt;/em&gt; I’m finally learning to get along without. And I feel super because I no longer have a reliance on thee to make me ’super’. Fabulous. Plus, I’ve been too preoccupied for the past few days to really have time to spare, to analyse and ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically right now readers, my life is probably the same as yours! My life is pretty uneventful at this stage. Incorporated with nothing. No drama (thank god), no tears, no dilemmas whatever. Oh wait, except for the fact that I want to stab someone - everything else is okay. Actually, I wouldn’t ’stab’ them - that’s too violent for me. I’d rather take a large pillow and put it over their little shitface and wait for their whiny muffled voice to seep through. Suffocate em, yeah? HAH, I just came out like I was some psychotic killer. Excuse that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really happened on the weekend. Well actually, I had a pretty good dinnner the other night, but that's about it. But yeah thankfully this week won't be so lame, totally looking forward to girl's night in, Susan's dinner &amp;amp; St Mary's formal on Tuesday with chris! :) So before I jet..i would like to wish my crazy buddy Susan a big fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY!! smoosh love SMOOOSH! (L)(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-116350991378612716?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/116350991378612716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=116350991378612716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/116350991378612716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/116350991378612716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-spinning-will-you-be-mine-ruff_15.html' title='now spinning - will you be mine - ruff endz'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-116264242214186841</id><published>2006-11-04T22:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:15:10.826+11:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinning; chick like me - cherish ft rasheeda</title><content type='html'>Queen of Procrastination is again doing what she does best – procrastinating. 10 minutes ago I was extremely motivated to move through my mountain of homework but due to MSN and a myriad of admirers initiating conversation (LOL), maths excercises has been pushed to the end of priority list. Luckily there's only 2 things on my list tonight – sleep early and procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this new trend that I'm tryna get around town .. it's called the "lets-stay-away from-msn". See, first it was Susan, and now halfheartedly followed by me (who like gave in about 48 hours ago, LOL) but from now on i swear allegiance to this trend! It's a pretty tempting thing to do, give up msn and succeed .. and/or be bored out of my mind and tortured by the thought of msn and procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROs:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proven Fact - Stay off msn and you will most likely succeed, unless you're absolutely demented. It's proven. Susan's proven it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proven fact. Lock yourself into your room and be a Susan Nguyen, you will succeed. Even if it's only temporary. May possibly improve fitness levels and eyes. God knows, if you get off the computer chair and stop staring at a screen a billion hours a day, it's bound to improve something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONs:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely will find another technique to procrastinate, thus proving msn ban useless. Highly possible I'll be distracted by the agony of not being able to go online considering it has been routine for the past 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, the pro's outweigh the cons. So, if people can give up the love of their lives .. then I can give up msn .. right right? Right. Well I'll do it gradually.. as in .. stop going on as much as I normally do. Hopefully, that'll become routine and I'll just stop going on msn altogether? Ahhh...how i admire my willpower..let's see how long I'd last, AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was reading up on a magazine at work last night and this linet really got me.. "Don't ever appreciate the LIKE-LIKE because it may not have been your everything, but it definitely wasn't a 'NOTHING'". She was referring to that feeling of liking someone but not wanting anything more.. I think that's what I want, and what I'm after, right now. It's not love, but it's a great feeling and she was right in saying that there's nothing wrong with just LIKING someone and that today, it IS underrated and misjudged. Ahh I love reading about people who make me think and gets the wheels in my brain turning - cuz goodness knows I need it often! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-116264242214186841?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/116264242214186841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=116264242214186841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/116264242214186841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/116264242214186841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-spinning-chick-like-me-cherish-ft.html' title='now spinning; chick like me - cherish ft rasheeda'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-116150498023878146</id><published>2006-10-22T18:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T18:19:50.230+10:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinning; oh oh - steveO</title><content type='html'>Ohh fudge-ahh.. I'm so great at disappearing from this virtual world.&lt;br /&gt;Two reasons: lazy and busy. But seriously more of the latter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah-hoeeee, it doesn't even feel like I just had an awesome 2 week or was it 3 weeks vacation filled with nothing but fun fun fun and empty square minds! :D Holidays are sweetbitter. You anticipate their arrival.. And just like that, they flash and finish before your eyes :( But all is gravy my dear baby, because school's back.. And somehow between the work and the totally out-of-my-comfort-zone routine of trying to sleep and wake up early.. I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad because I'm motivated. Glad because everything works out in the end. But most of all... Glad and really grateful that the holidays were filled with the most simple but best of blessings, people and memories that are more than enough to keep me giddy'd up and motivate me for the new start ahead! Kinda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its official, were in yr 12!! Ahhhh Shivers! New start as in a new year and everything that comes with it - work, changes etc. And now that I'm a senior. Thaaaaat's new. Feels good saying that. Oh and so excited for our jerseys! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too much of a fish and lazy bastard at the moment to recap on everything that's happened. I'll give you a taste of my highlights cos I sure loved their aftertastes LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say how much I LOVE SUSHI. You can never go wrong with sushi. I know that you, like me can't resist that orgasmic taste that exceedingly fills :) *Faints. MARRY ME SALMON&amp;amp;AVOCADO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to my exciting world (really), the main highlight of my days would have to be dated on October 4th,Wednesday Evening which was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEFTON SOCIAL CRUISE&lt;/strong&gt; with Lan and Susan! Ahhh..such beautiful views :D! SYNDEY IS SO BEAUTIFUL! I'm confidant in saying that we had the time of our lives, everybody was dancing their hearts out, now you can't get any better than shaking your thang out of enjoyment and euphoria, not because you think that your body's the shit. That's just ew. Everyone was so welcoming andfriendly, so the night worked out to plan - considering we were invited 3 hours prior LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- PROPHECY!&lt;/strong&gt; Had a great time seeing everyone again! But Kathy lost her bag and belongings :( Oh and apparently all powerhouse events require 16+ i.d? LOL! Poor buggahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- SLEEPOVERS AT SUSAN!&lt;/strong&gt; As per usual we both slept during the early hours of the day. Which, of course resulted us in waking up late. oH and can i just say SUSAN AND LAN SNORE LIKE COWS!! AAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- BEACHINGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'll post up pics when I'm bothered :) funny that. I never usually wanted to post up an entry without the pictures on the side. Now I don't really give two hoots. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oath, I'm glad school's back. It just reminded me of how busy things get and there's so many more important things to do and take care of than sitting on my ass. Got most of my prelim results back and I'm pretty satisfied with them all (excluding 3unit which i failed miserably) but yerr startin fresh from today! So finally kiddies, with our hsc course starting, I'm afraid I have no choice to inform you that I can no longer keep a comittment to blog once a week on this blog. I don't doubt that I'll keep updating, for a few special events or even when I'm just bored. But for a while to come, from now on until our dreaded HSC is well and truly gone, I'm afraid you will no longer be able to rely on a weekly fix :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-116150498023878146?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/116150498023878146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=116150498023878146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/116150498023878146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/116150498023878146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-spinning-oh-oh-steveo.html' title='now spinning; oh oh - steveO'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115980216799356373</id><published>2006-10-02T23:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T01:59:33.270+10:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinning ; sexy back - justin timberlake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS BRONCOS - 2006 PREMIERS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a way to top off the finals with such good football! I have to agree that the referree was abit unfair to the opposition (well, so to speak) but hey, things don't always work the way they should. Darren Lockyer, Justin Hodges and Shaun Berrigan were so flaming good! But yeah, Webcke deserves the win to see him depart the Broncos in which I bid thee a sad farewell :( ! He was a deadset legend and even though he was not always the flashiest player of the club, he was the one who made flashy ones look flashy! so congratulations on everything , good luck for the future and remember - GO THE BRONCOS!! &lt;33&gt;&lt;p&gt;So...I like cucumbers. I've been munching on cucumbers all bloody week! Yes I sound like a rabbit, but I'm not! And I haven't resorted to this rabbit food because I'm not "moderately obese" either, so NYAH! Anyhoo, the two week holidays have kicked in and I've been enjoying abit of me-time and alot of shebang with the girls! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Squinting eyes. Sunnies on.Sex hair. I am turning into a beach whore. LOL. Went to Bondi Beach on Friday again with the girls as it was apparently forecatsed to be 28 degrees? The day turned out to be cloudy and windy but that didn't stop us from tackling those "white" and errr "non-white" waves! Of course we had our usual boob flashers ( MICHELLE, LAN, CAROLINE! AHAHAA) and the very unusual asian perverts LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday night was spent at K whilst today was spent shopping at Liverpool. (Y) Hmm things to do these coming two weeks: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;More beaching!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Luna park?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PROPHECY!! - Go hard THEN Go home!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dinner with all the girls &lt;33&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sooo gonna be broke by the end of it all! :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115980216799356373?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115980216799356373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115980216799356373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115980216799356373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115980216799356373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-spinning-sexy-back-justin.html' title='now spinning ; sexy back - justin timberlake'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115942884956894025</id><published>2006-09-28T16:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T18:00:47.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; show stopper (remix) - danity kane ft. yung joc</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching the movie notebook and seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THERE IS NO LOVE LIKE THE NOTEBOOK!&lt;/strong&gt; there is no Noah. there is no man that will hang off a ferris wheel to ask me on a date. there is no man that will promise to build me a house and wait 10 years for me to get over my fiance so that he can row me out to feed ducks and then we kiss in the rain and make love together in the house he built for me. There is no man that will DIE IN UNISON WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THERE IS NO LOVE LIKE A WALK TO REMEMBER!&lt;/strong&gt; there is no Landon. There is no man that will fufill everything on my 'list'. there is no man that will buy a star for me and then build me a telescope before proposing to me three months before i die of leukemia. THERE IS NO SUCH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to be single forever COS I EXPECT THAT MUCH !! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had our very last exam today (which was by far the worst). Flew through chemistry with flying colours (HAHA gottah be joking), did some scribblings and went to chuck a piss, came back to find that i had like 40 mins left. ehhhhh, so long! So in the whole 40 mins i was trying to check how long i could last holding my breath (longest was 23 seconds!). On the other hand Susan was tryna leech answers from everyone whilst some of the leb girls were painting there nails??? LOL. But nonetheless it was our last day of year 11, at long last!depressing? no not really because now ITS PARTY TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was spent with boob flasher, black toe, and hairy vagina (have fun guessing!)tanning and getting orgasmic at Bondi Beach. Scored myself a new tigerlily bikini as well as a much awaited tan! Not gonna go into much detail as its already much explained from Lans and Susans entries but we had bloody awesome time! Oh yer and there was a shark alert! It was pretty hilarious watching everyone frantically bolt out of the water with their hands waving in the air screaming "SHARK SHARK!". Can't wait for more trips to the beach :) . hmmm wonder if its hot tomorrow? dammit wheres Tim Bailey when I need him, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and congraluations to all those year 12's who graduated!  Wish you's all the best in the HSC :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115942884956894025?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115942884956894025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115942884956894025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115942884956894025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115942884956894025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/09/itunes-show-stopper-remix-danity-kane.html' title='itunes; show stopper (remix) - danity kane ft. yung joc'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115889481949780200</id><published>2006-09-22T12:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T14:52:00.620+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; gimme - jessi malay feat lil scrappy</title><content type='html'>Well it looks like I've aborted my plan of deserting my blog since it's the only thing that i can find which kills time, AND kills your time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#$%^&amp;%ARGGHH$%@$@ EXAMS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I'd like to wish &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kathy a big 17th birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for last week ! Had a blast at your party with endless laughs and countless people, i mean person getting tanked, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK back to exams , @#$%^&amp;amp;%ARGGHH$%@$@ !!! Prelims started off with english, 2U maths, legals and economcis - those have been the tests so far. Now i only need to do 3U maths and business and chemistry, the LAST exams of the exam weeks. Oh wow, it's almost the end of prelim year and everyone seems to be going through a phase of thinking were dumb. Hmmm, I think it's just cause of the stress...and maybe cause were lazy LOL!. Well i plead guilty to that statement anyway. OH YES 5 more days until the SWEET SWEET HOLIDAYS!! Thursday will be my sabbath day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I finally got the chance to pay of the sleep debt that had incurred due to the late nights and early mornings from studying. After about 11 hours of sleep, I made my way down to the cornershop with my BLACK HAIR (yup, i coloured my hair) in the sun to find that they had no close substitutes to mango ice-cream. Stupid Susan, I have now become infatuated with the ice-cream from gelatissimo and am suffering from mango deficiency :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK enough of my teen angst and expectations placed upon me by others and myself, my parents have been quite good to me over the exam weeks- ive been SPOILT! Went shoppin with my mum and we purchased a new computer table (which I have been needing for the past few months) and a few little ornaments for my room. Now I'm hunting for nice photoframes and a whiteboard, anyone know where to get them for cheap?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ISSENT THIS WEATHER GORGEOUS? As of three fridays ago, spring has finally arrived! We are only one season away from summer, yet the t-shirt weather has already come. If it's this hot already, just imagine what it would be like come summer. Beachin it' we shall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm tonight i shall be continuing my studies and cheering my team on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO THE BRONCOS!!!!!!! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115889481949780200?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115889481949780200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115889481949780200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115889481949780200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115889481949780200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/09/itunes-gimme-jessi-malay-feat-lil.html' title='itunes; gimme - jessi malay feat lil scrappy'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115759706812186283</id><published>2006-09-07T11:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T12:58:22.936+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; pump it louder ( cenoginerz remix) - the pitcher</title><content type='html'>I have friends who are indian, so i am allowed to call them curries. Black People and .... curries who think their black (AHAHA) are allowed to call each other Niggahsss. Homosexuals who have accepted their sexual status are allowed to call each other fags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was just my introduction to my blog about asians which i am ALLOWED to do :). Us asians are seriously obsessed with being around other asians, its like we feel the need to build a chinatown in every single state just so we can sit in that dim sim shop and eat a dumpling when we feel like noone understands us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was shopping at officeworks with my mum and i have never seen such a claustrophobic and scary event where SO MANY ASIANS were bashing ( ok exaggerating, more like pushing and shoving) eachother over the head for .... free lightbulbs. It just shows the extent of which asians love other asians ! Of course, my mum joined the queue and now we literally have a life-supply of lightbulbs :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's booking flight tickets today and it's decided I'm staying there for three whooping weeks! At first it was decided we leave a week before school finishes but since all tickets are sold out, were leaving on christmas. My cousin has promised to take me and my sister to all of Vietnam's danceclubs and their so called "raves", AHAHAHA! Awww, I'm going to missing out on new years for the first time! happy mood..... DECLINED! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of declines, my homework has been declining at an incredible rate. Not because I'm not getting homework from my teachers but because I've just choosen not to accomplish them. If I fail during the yearlies, I'll know what I've done wrong. Sort of like an experiment, testing out the varibles which affect how well I perform during exams? Oh nevermind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished writing out my notes for eco but haven't started studying if you're interested. I'm so lazy I swear. I really need to start. &lt;em&gt;Really really.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i almost forgot, AHAHAHA! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY TRUNG!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115759706812186283?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115759706812186283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115759706812186283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115759706812186283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115759706812186283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/09/itunes-pump-it-louder-cenoginerz-remix.html' title='itunes; pump it louder ( cenoginerz remix) - the pitcher'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115737345193346498</id><published>2006-09-04T21:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T23:23:14.453+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; love you so - natalie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[R.IP Steve Irwin]&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crickey! Pierced through the heart by a stingray! Personally i wasn't into the crocodile dude but it's still sad that he's gone. He got annoying at times, but he was still an Aussie icon ! May there be heaps of crocodiles to play with in heaven (L)(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to tear myself away from the net but there is absoulately no use, it seems i have some magnetic attraction with it :( . So taking advantage of my procrastination state, lets talk!&lt;br /&gt;Well Friday night was spent completing assessments and enduring nearly five hours of &lt;em&gt;One Litre of Tears.&lt;/em&gt; As the title suggests, i was seriously crying like no tommorrow! The girls then decided to come over and continued watching it with me. Fell asleep then had to wake up to drive them home. Well good news, my parents have stopped pestering me about my little incident with the car, think my mum's less worried about me taking it out...well kinda anyway LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday got woken up with no eyes! Like literally, my eyes were like this from all the crying ---&gt; - _ - . Besides that the weather was beautiful, HELLOO SPRING! Went shopping with Tina &amp;amp; Kathy at the city and now I have -70$ LOL! Got myself a nice lonsdale cardigan and skirt, so was happy in the end...ahhh retail therapy &lt;33&lt;p&gt;On a completly different note, a new perspective of life had dawned on me while catching the train this morning. People got on and off the train. I started wondering what they were thinking. Where they were headed in life. I wondered why there were so many people in this world? And to think, jeese, how many different thoughts are gone through each day. Then I thought, where do I come from? hmm.... I believe I came out of my mother. So then I thought, where will i go when i die? umm..deep under the hard cement ground surrounded by rich soil. So what is my point of being? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know now. I now know. For those still moments. What is more beautiful than the darkness of the blackest of the black. The sad-ness life sometimes brings can be such a beautiful contrast. To experience moments of stillness we can appreciate the presence of our being. To wonder about the wonderous miracles of the world. And to live for others. To live. To breathe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The greatest gift...is not life. But the process of living. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inspired by the korean film "One Litre of Tears"! I am now forever optimistic! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115737345193346498?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115737345193346498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115737345193346498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115737345193346498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115737345193346498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/09/itunes-love-you-so-natalie.html' title='itunes; love you so - natalie'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115692192248256191</id><published>2006-08-30T16:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:36:45.653+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; the truth - daniel d</title><content type='html'>I know there's been a considerable amount of time since my last entry. Sorry guys, I just had a lot of school stuff. I know. I know. Everytime i blog, there's a complaint about school, but hey, it does make up most of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year seems to be going by so quickly - sort of depressing - doesn't seem like I've achieved much during this year. I've finally figured out what my biggest hate is. I mean I guess Ive always sucked at it but i just didnt know until now. And now thanks to CHEMISTRY my misery has gone bonkers. Oh wells, c'est la vie. Which brings me to subject selection. It's like taking a giant step- or rather being pushed to cause i'm rather reluctant. And for those, who are uncertain, it's like a leap of faith. Well, i've made my final decision. If you could call it that- it's actually my only decision. So let me share my subjects with everyone (the curious ones anyways) : 3U maths, advanced english, business, economics &amp; legals. How un-asian of me but too bad cause that's not stopping me from dropping chemistry! It just shows how much I love my culture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you have have noticed a prolonged hiatus. Let me explain the situation. First of all, the piles of assignments which have left me with no time to do anything but assignments. Recently, i've been doing homework till 10pm, which may be usual for me but it sure aint hell not fine with me. i usually finish all my work by 8, and now even working up to 10, i still have a myriad of work to do. the second reason is non other than gayass technology. Which i usually love, but only when it works. My computer has been flowded with viruses, so even if i wanted to blog, i wasnt given much options because i had pop-ups flooding the screen. I swear those loser low-life computer geeks who have nothing else to do but create weirdo viruses to ruins everyones lives are such a blemish to our already not-so-perfect society. If i ever meet one...dont let me get carried away. However, i do hope that those people just mentioned dont read this or i'll never be able to use this computer again. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit I've been eating like a pig - literally. And what's bad is that I still consume food even when I am full. Tsk tsk. I think I need to work out extra hard next week at the gym. I want a good figure for the coming summer, but I am always tempted by unhealthy foods esp maccas :( . Oh yer going Vietnam at the end of the year - how exciting, considering the fact that I've never left home base before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, do you guys believe in "fate"? Cos I do. I believe that some things are meant to be. It's like no matter how much I try to avoid or try to limit the chances for something, it still just happens - like it takes time but still it eventually happens. It's scary, yet fascinating at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, the mysteries of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the time is now 5:20, which means that i'm reducing my precious, i repeat precious, time to entertain you with my incessant complaints. So off I go to endure a another two hours of maths tutoring -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115692192248256191?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115692192248256191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115692192248256191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115692192248256191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115692192248256191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/08/itunes-truth-daniel-d.html' title='itunes; the truth - daniel d'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115582025802541704</id><published>2006-08-17T23:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T23:11:44.163+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUSAN AND JANIE'S MUST DOWNLOAD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Story - Blays&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/18424325-115582025802541704?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115582025802541704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115582025802541704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115582025802541704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115582025802541704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/08/susan-and-janies-must-downloadmy-story.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115573650826197543</id><published>2006-08-16T23:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T00:06:36.836+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; floor massacre - tatanka project</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; tony.susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self help books are going to be the death of us. Or boredom. I am really honestly bored, to the point where I'm considering to start business assignment - collective gasp - homework. I managed to finish my Othello essay four days prior to the due date. My gosh for the first time, that is a major accomplishment! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to find something to watch except I cant find anything and Im getting a little annoyed but besides that I'm good. You know, at this point in time Im so over everything. Out the window they go cause you know what, Im SUPER and COOL and Im going to be a nerd starting from ................&lt;br /&gt;              ........................................&lt;br /&gt;                           ................................................................NOW! I did a rough draft of my timetable and its a little something like this: 7.30am: Wake up 8.45am: School starts 3pm: School finishes; Go home + eat + relaxation 7pm: gym session + Tv time 8pm: Homework 9pm: quality netting (meaning only if I require it for my work) 10.30pm: FINISH AND SLEEP. This way I get my recommended 9 hours sleep for the busy lifestyle of a teenager. Hip Hip Hooray, I am SO Organised! Ill see how long I can stick with it, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I feel super good and tomorrow I better make the most out of my membership and actually try exercising to get guns like Jessica Alba. Yep, I will succeed. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. who's seen the lynx deodarant commercial? ROFLMAO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115573650826197543?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115573650826197543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115573650826197543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115573650826197543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115573650826197543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/08/itunes-floor-massacre-tatanka-project.html' title='itunes; floor massacre - tatanka project'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115536368913922578</id><published>2006-08-12T15:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T16:30:57.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; pure pullover - dj zany vs speedy J</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; OFFLINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; i seriously dont know LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-A-D. Just about sums it up, a pinch of regret. J'adore maths especially after my suckfest results for 3U! Think I really need to stay off msn and the net, not that anyone talks to me but it's distracting just having it there so that I'm able to check whose online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the korean series "Wonderful Life" got me thinking about chummy things. I know everyones just a cliche for a teenager in love in highschool or whatever but hey its a pretty accurate stereotype I guess. Like BOO HOO. Love is overrated, not that Ive experienced it. Only the possible traumas. Its not fair that we feel so vulnerable and are able to be used. Yes, its tragic. Life as a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more happening than what I care to take into account, especially in other peoples lives. A lot more important things, I need to learn to make do with what I have and strive for success cause really, I have most of the means to do...so guards up now! I need to concentrate on school, family and friends. The important things in life, why cant I ever realise whats there in front of me instead of lusting after some feint possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;So, here’s some reclarifying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No dating till university&lt;br /&gt;Less netting, I need to nail that HSC next year and achieve my UAI.&lt;br /&gt;I dont care, I dont compare&lt;br /&gt;Life’s about learning, experiences, NO REGRETS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115536368913922578?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115536368913922578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115536368913922578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115536368913922578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115536368913922578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/08/itunes-pure-pullover-dj-zany-vs-speedy.html' title='itunes; pure pullover - dj zany vs speedy J'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115504831294006486</id><published>2006-08-09T00:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:45:27.533+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; 1000 kisses - re-con &amp; squad-e</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; jamie tony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; sleepy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry is hard to understand, and Legals is hard to memorise and Maths is hard to apply and English is hard to read. Everythings so hard these days really, Im paralysed with a fear of work. There are times when I feel so manky and absolutely dread next year. I wish I was like fully hectic smart, but don't worry, Im not upset! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I told my mum I wanted to do a degree in Vietnamese Studies (I was joking around)  or like Inernational Studies. Then she gave me her 'Thinking look' and was like 'Mmmmm, whatever you please'. And so...there actually is no point to that story except that my life has no point atm! Like it has a point, but not a sharp sharp deadly spearlike point-point you know? Dont wanna be stuck with accounting and nursing is so way out of the question now that im struggling in chemistry. Now I'm upset :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great its 12.45am. Looks like I'm on 'V' tomorrow -_______-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115504831294006486?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115504831294006486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115504831294006486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115504831294006486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115504831294006486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/08/itunes-1000-kisses-re-con-squad-e.html' title='itunes; 1000 kisses - re-con &amp; squad-e'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115485734759514141</id><published>2006-08-06T17:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T19:45:47.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; dance for me - daron jones feat. D4L</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL PATHETIC! I should be either doing my homework or studying for my 3U maths exam but I'm procastinating. Blogspot - procrastination centre! I'm so bad. Not motivated at all, oh wells... Ive misplaced my maths textbook so I really can't do much. I promise to start my homework as soon as possible (keyword; tonight) but that's because I work so much more efficiently at night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ive made it a tendency to sleep in and miss the train I arrange to catch to school. I literally run to the station every morning attempting to make it... actually more like 'catch up to it', LOL. Tragically this habit of mine has been made in the wrong time of year. Note to self // PUNCTUALITY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was spent at Kathys with the girls and Viet. Watched random movies, played many rounds of cards, even though we really didnt accomplish anything besides gaining weight from all our food consumption LOL. Had fun reminscing about the old gangstur days at our crib "Wilkins"...ahhh how I use to hate the Kathy&amp;amp;Michelle alias LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Im hungry though I can't be bothered to eat. Yes, that is the extent of my laziness. It's just so much trouble, I have to walk a 10m distance to the kitchen and make something, eat it then clean up walk back to my room. I can always just wait till my mum comes home and makes it for me so I don't need to clean! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good look to those year 12s in their trials and HSC. Dont stress too much cause it gives you pimples, just click &lt;a href="http://www.nata2.info/humor/flash/bubblewrap.swf"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for relief, it sure helps me :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh exams. (massive intake of air)&lt;br /&gt;noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (takes breath)&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (takes another breath)&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... you get the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115485734759514141?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115485734759514141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115485734759514141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115485734759514141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115485734759514141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/08/itunes-dance-for-me-daron-jones-feat.html' title='itunes; dance for me - daron jones feat. D4L'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115443267286101629</id><published>2006-08-01T21:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:50:18.756+10:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinning; control myself - ll cool j feat. j.lo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; urgently need to pee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Tuesday. Thank God Monday went by so quickly (didn't go school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was pretty special, like it never is anyway! I believe when you don’t do anything on the weekend, IT’S A WASTE!! I mean you have weeknights to do NOTHING. Unless of course you choose to do nothing on the weekend for your own pleasure. errr..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weekend started on Friday night. Went to Vinh's birthday BBQ all the way in whoop whoop land. Got a lift with Susan from mr-i-never-shut-my-mouth (Zan, LOL!). Funniest thing was our encounter with a wild possum (AHAHA). Stayed playing a couple games of poker then went home pretty early. Oh yer did i mention Jen and Vinh have the most gorgeous puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/vinhs%2020th%20birthday%20BBQ/DSC00388.jpg" width="185" /&gt; &lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/vinhs%2020th%20birthday%20BBQ/850933f6.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Saturday celebrated Lan's 16th with much loved girls (Happy Birthday!!!) . Went all the way to Parramatta, dining at some turkish resturant then stuffing ourselves with chocolate at MAX BRENNER! (So going to take my boyfriend there someday :D). Had a fabulous time laughing and reminiscing :)! Oh yes, I am a true champion drinking that cup of melted chocolate, earning the grand prize of 6$ from donations, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/lans%20birthday/DSC00402.jpg" width="185" /&gt; &lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/lans%20birthday/DSC00401.jpg" width="185" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;OMG check out the arena for chaos theory!! CAN'T FUCKING WAIT!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 493px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="351" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/jfhskgsdgn/FUKINGHECTICARENA.jpg" width="562" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115443267286101629?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115443267286101629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115443267286101629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115443267286101629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115443267286101629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/08/now-spinning-control-myself-ll-cool-j.html' title='now spinning; control myself - ll cool j feat. j.lo'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/vinhs%2020th%20birthday%20BBQ/th_DSC00388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115392419810346321</id><published>2006-07-27T00:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T00:41:51.290+10:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinning; my direction ( squad-e remix) - d-code feat. emma</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; bad cause im procastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things going the way they have to. Being around the people I love the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as people seem to pose after they haven’t chit chatted in a while &lt;em&gt;'hows life' , &lt;/em&gt;not like Im capable of totting it up in one conversation or even think it up in one. Im going to have to miss out the miniatures and tell you all that its been ...&lt;br /&gt;Blissful.Peaceful.Hungry.Confusing.Puzzled. Tidy. Messy. Tempting. All chopped up in little bits. Then taped back up together. Like taped. None of this glue shit. hmmm...great! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Im stuck in the '&lt;em&gt;so be it&lt;/em&gt; mantra'. its all being that way nowadays. Spent the first days of winter singing that tune and continuing sticking to that tune for the rest of my life. It figures! Being shit about things wont take you anywhere. Being dandy wont either. But its like, effortless compared to being shit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. I die myself. NO, im not an emo. Relax! I havent quiet reached that trend. Hopefully never. even though supre is fully supporting. LOL. next. I die myself. And the people around me seem to hit the same bruise too. Theyre so great, Im so thankful for what I have. And...for I what I dont have *flicks hair*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it. Its what I look forward to when I open my eyes. Ive learnt to appreciate life. Hope one day you wake to do so too. If you havent already done so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like whats with me? Nothing. Im just. Over. It. All. And sometimes you just have to have a little think to yourself and say, he will get run over one day. *ahem ahem*. LOL. joking. Relax your pants!! Its like one of those moments where you have to say Ah-maaaaaaaaaa. WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR LIFE SON? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm falling in love with the library. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115392419810346321?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115392419810346321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115392419810346321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115392419810346321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115392419810346321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/07/now-spinning-my-direction-squad-e.html' title='now spinning; my direction ( squad-e remix) - d-code feat. emma'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115382940266269598</id><published>2006-07-25T22:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:10:02.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISS JAPAN IS FUKING HOT!!&lt;/strong&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/18424325-115382940266269598?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115382940266269598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115382940266269598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115382940266269598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115382940266269598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/07/miss-japan-is-fuking-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115349454951690724</id><published>2006-07-22T00:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T01:10:30.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinning; on da wheelz - the prophet vs deepack</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; very sleepy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice when you you play it low-key at times. o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to the beautiful place called...school. LOL! Started the morning off with a slice of nutella toast at 9am (yes i slept in, still in holiday mood) . Caught the train in the nasty weather, adding to the unsightly mood that had swept me off my feet. Wasnt cranky pants in the morning but I missed period 1 economics :( . Went city afterwards with Susan and Melynda and it was shithouse/great, if ya know what i mean. It was pretty good ; the pasta and fish&amp;amp;chips we ate at mommas. Only thing that was sucky sucky is that I didnt get paid today so I was basically window shopping, grrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home early then hit the books. Mostly just one book and flipped through the others frivolously. Sounds pretty impressive, until I tell you the part about how I kept getting distracted through more than half of that time. So 2 and a half pages of homework later, my concentration dissolved into FOOD FOOD NET TV FOOD NET TV :( !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was trying to do maths........and i got quite frustrated so i headbutted the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WOW I JUST INVENTED A NEW GAME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afhiau n'spviohsdua'cvioh &lt;---- headbutt attempt #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many letters can YOU hit in one go? AHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115349454951690724?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115349454951690724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115349454951690724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115349454951690724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115349454951690724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/07/now-spinning-on-da-wheelz-prophet-vs.html' title='now spinning; on da wheelz - the prophet vs deepack'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115331912730893321</id><published>2006-07-19T23:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T00:33:28.763+10:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinnining; this life - euphony feat vicky</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; viet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; sleepy, grrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I, Janie, haven't blogged since 1987. Hmm so it's about time to get to it, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are finally over. As of Monday. Aww. They could've been better, but you can never get the perfect holidays can ya? Actually take that back, they weren't exactly far from it because I still loved em! Tuesday was the first day back to school and mind you on my trip to early morning class, i literally had birds (not butterflies) flying around in my tummy. It was either from something I ate at night before that needed to get out. Either way, I wasn't feeling too good! :(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, (gasps!) I can't believe it's the last semester of year 11. damn HSC. Uppers and downers. I can see em coming! Im actually pretty excited but at the same time terribly scared. Think I need to get a little more serious with my work. (Janie + serious = janie seriously stupid, LOL) But yer I think we'll cope. We'll be alright. cause we're TOUGH TROOPERS. All of us! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I was jsut watching a &lt;em&gt;sex and the city&lt;/em&gt; marathon before and yes it was great! As always. Well in this particular episode, Miranda goes speed dating where she searchs for men to hook up with, over like a minute or so. I then started having a long strange thought about it. What would be my one minutes worth of self talking uping. What in the world would I have to say about myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my names Janie! Actually wait, minus that! Hed be able to read my name tag right? OK, so stating my name is a time waster. LOL. I have to use this minute wisely. Hmm, my one minute without thought, would simply flow along the lines of this ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Im Janie. 17. Gemini. I feed off mum and dad still. Not working anymore. totally dependant on others. Temperamental. Sexually active? What is dat one? (AHAHAHA, im joking, Im not gonna include that) I enjoy bagging people out for kicks. Going to the movies. But not watching. Instead, annoying the crap outta my seatmate. I love talking, talking over people. Then forgetting to apologise because when words come flying out of my mouth. Topics come in rainbow varieties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sometimes be that hypocritical type. Only because I dont have much longer to live. Im currently suffering from an illness. OBESITY. and weve been trying to have these food interventions. Oh lord. Long story short. Its not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh another thing. I like to blame things on other people. And not see the flaws in myself. But instead. Lay them on others. I guess my minute is up. But Im not quite done . so Ill just take yours :)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHAHA thats biatch for ya! Anyone intererested? LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115331912730893321?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115331912730893321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115331912730893321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115331912730893321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115331912730893321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/07/now-spinnining-this-life-euphony-feat.html' title='now spinnining; this life - euphony feat vicky'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115285293729448027</id><published>2006-07-14T13:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T15:02:38.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinning; the anthem (vortex &amp; zatox remix) - overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; melynda.daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; so gloomy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWSEHGOIN BOYS AND GIRLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well. Yesterday was a very normal day. Never thought I'd have one to call, in a life time. But yeh today. Normal too. Nothing too silly happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. My life is once again, crisp and ironed. No uncertainties. No flaws. No dramas!! Ive given up on seeking out for my heart and nd Ive decided to hunt for my brain. Im near the core of the book, just like everyone else. *cheerio!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I was really bored, so as usual, I started coming up with of some really random stuff while looking back on the very first few pages of my very own book, titled '&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;win some. You lose some. You forget some..."!&lt;/em&gt; (I just made this up btw). But remember, I'm trying to find my brain, so guys, I HAVE TO TRY TO BE SMART NOW. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tips on how to forget THAT STUPID #$@^#^ BASTARD! :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stage one:&lt;/strong&gt; CRY. Have a little sook. Don't eat, sleep, laugh, communicate (whilst the world continues spinning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stage two:&lt;/strong&gt; Put songs on repeat. Like, hang-me songs. Then cry cry cry till you wake up the next morning with puffy eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stage three:&lt;/strong&gt; bad mouth the bastard. Say the shittest shit you know about him. Dont you hold back baby! Be careful though. OH and fucking S. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stage four:&lt;/strong&gt; find mr. rebound (if you haven’t already done so). Make sure to find someone BIGGER AND BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stage five:&lt;/strong&gt; Take him to places where youd "coinicidently" bump into eachother. Show him you're better at it without him. And just. Better at it than him. In general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stage six:&lt;/strong&gt; let loose all the guys you were with at the same time as him. Just to show him how insignificant he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stage seven:&lt;/strong&gt; find mr. perfect. Like. None of that rebound jibberish. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, next on the agenda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;stuck in a relationship with THAT STUPID #$@^#^ BASTARD!?!:)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhps. Time out time out. Im suffocating. I need time to think. To breathe. To feel again. Feeling this way? Why not suggest a "cool off"!. Hmmm yer, it might be a slow deteriation/sign of ones relationship but then again. Theres still hope. Theres still that little touch of light where you’re allowed to believe that it will improve your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This process. Is sorta like the halfway house. You can be upset. But like not completely breakdown and treat it like a break up. Cause technically. You two haven’t quite broken up. But you cant see or talk to the person as you used to. So. What is it? LOL. confused?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The best solution:&lt;/strong&gt; TAKE IT LIKE A MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Yeh Right. Best solution. If its not working out, Call it off. If it is. Then OBVIOUSLY don’t have a cool off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK ladies and gentlemen, hope you enjoyed my jibberish! Might come in handy one day because it sure has for me!  hmmmm...maybe I should become a psychiatrist when i grow up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NB:&lt;/strong&gt; never in these stages are you allowed to even attempt to rekindle the love between you two ah. And "somestimes" becoming best mates with mr. ex wont help either. Itll make tension grow between you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115285293729448027?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115285293729448027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115285293729448027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115285293729448027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115285293729448027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/07/now-spinning-anthem-vortex-zatox-remix.html' title='now spinning; the anthem (vortex &amp; zatox remix) - overload'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115250107380042816</id><published>2006-07-10T11:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T13:38:33.863+10:00</updated><title type='text'>now spinning; let the music play (original) - walt</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; no-wun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; boredddd!! SAVE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging on this beautiful tenth day of July. It is the time when were really really into winter yet a beautfiul sun is shining outside. Perfect weather. ITS ALL PRICELESS. And what am I doing? I'm here. At home. Its 12.45pm. I havent taken a shower. IM STILL IN MY PAJAMAS. along with millions of other students who are on holidays. And lack motivation. Some are even.. still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I bow to the ones who got out of the house today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and its been worth it! This week has flown by so quick and before we know it, were back at school. Its been a PRETTY interesting week with the birth of our newborn baby. Susan&amp;I have decided to name him "PeeJay", he was initially called "Charlene" by Michelle&amp;amp;Kathy but I rekon it sounds too pansy, LOL! The past few days have consisted of bingeing non-stop on FOOD FOOD FOOD and zilnch excercise whatsoever :( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday night -&lt;/strong&gt; took the girls with Viet to eat. Drove to Bankstown to pick up Susan, got to Pho An but didn't make it in time so we then decided to take a trip to "Trung Nguyen". Tragically SCRATCHED PeeJay's bumper whilst going down the ramp of the carpark. Drove all the way to Fairfield, got abit lost so Myku&amp;Ryan came to the rescue! Finally made it to our destination where Daniel popped by. Pigged out like there was no tomorrow, then dropped Susan&amp;amp;Viet home, making our trip back to Marrickville. Parked the car in the driveway but "the night's still young" so off we went to cruise around the city. BIG MISTAKE. escaped from death a couple of times. So after excruciating screaming from all the girls, we eventually made it out alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday -&lt;/strong&gt; did the sleeping in business. Which meant...sleeping till 9.30am. I think its like the perfect time to wake up. Then stay in bed for a little while, laze around. Finally got out of bed at 11:30 ( I know two whole hours, LOL), hopped onto the net and didn't get off till 6pm to pick up Michelle, Tina (who btw lives across the road) and my sister. Stayed at my house watching random clips, then picked up Kathy for a little cruise. Bought some kebabs then dropped by Danie's. Hmmm.. cd-player is still stuffed up and we still haven't called up to get the pin, grrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday -&lt;/strong&gt; Well I'm here. Wasting the day. Italy won. Great, it's now 1:05pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I wished I was a robot. I wish I didnt have a heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115250107380042816?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115250107380042816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115250107380042816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115250107380042816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115250107380042816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/07/now-spinning-let-music-play-original.html' title='now spinning; let the music play (original) - walt'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115214458628608351</id><published>2006-07-06T10:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T10:11:43.146+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT MY P'S!! WOOOOOHOOOO :)&lt;/strong&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/18424325-115214458628608351?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115214458628608351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115214458628608351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115214458628608351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115214458628608351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-got-my-ps-wooooohoooo.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115184357218641248</id><published>2006-07-02T21:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T09:27:01.490+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; turned off</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; offline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; no-wun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; SICK!! grr&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap :( my entire body is aching, have only managed to gain 4 hours of sleep, and to make things WORSE, I've caught a darn nasty cold. GRRR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utopia was :/ ; a total bummer!! The two arenas were shit, there was absolutly no cloackroom and HOLY MOLY it was super uber cold! :( not a very satisfied girl...but oh wells, CHAOS THEORY HERE WE COMME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/utopia%20-%2011th%20birthday/utopia001.jpg" width="190" /&gt; &lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/utopia%20-%2011th%20birthday/utopia015.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/utopia%20-%2011th%20birthday/utopia028.jpg" width="190" /&gt; &lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/utopia%20-%2011th%20birthday/utopia036.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/utopia%20-%2011th%20birthday/utopia042.jpg" width="190" /&gt; &lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/utopia%20-%2011th%20birthday/utopia011.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/utopia%20-%2011th%20birthday/"&gt; click here for more! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/utopia%20-%2011th%20birthday/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115184357218641248?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115184357218641248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115184357218641248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115184357218641248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115184357218641248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/07/itunes-turned-off.html' title='itunes; turned off'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/utopia%20-%2011th%20birthday/th_utopia001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115112475792871707</id><published>2006-06-24T13:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T17:24:24.370+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; silver bullet - donkey rollers</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; really sleepy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ciao! Adios! Sayo00onara! Say goodbye to the sweet 16 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to thank all you beautiful people who, yesterday (and Tuesday), made my &lt;em&gt;17th BIRTHDAY &lt;/em&gt;the absoulte best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch for the greetings, the hugs, the kisses, the smiles, the laughter, the cards, the text messages, the phone calls, the presents, the flowers, birthday cake, MUCH APPRECIATED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute decision to chuck a BBQ back at my place, drank like there was no tomorrow and no surprise Susan&amp;Lan got pretty whacked, not to mention Geoff as well, BAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="130" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/17th%20birthday%20BBQ/IMG_0003.jpg" width="180" /&gt; &lt;img height="130" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/17th%20birthday%20BBQ/IMG_0001.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="130" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/17th%20birthday%20BBQ/IMG_0025_3.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;img height="130" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/17th%20birthday%20BBQ/IMG_0008.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="209" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/17th%20birthday%20BBQ/IMG_0022.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;img height="209" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/17th%20birthday%20BBQ/IMG_0012.jpg" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/17th%20birthday%20BBQ/" target="_blank"&gt;click here for more!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;320 more days till I'm finally legit, and still counting ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115112475792871707?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115112475792871707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115112475792871707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115112475792871707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115112475792871707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/06/itunes-silver-bullet-donkey-rollers.html' title='itunes; silver bullet - donkey rollers'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/17th%20birthday%20BBQ/th_IMG_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115036865607322789</id><published>2006-06-15T20:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:32:03.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; sneakpeek - chingy ft. fatman scoop</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;s tatus -&lt;/strong&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; sore throat :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's winter and all, but why is the weather so cold? Hate it, Hate it, HATE IT!&lt;br /&gt;I hate how it turns people into gluttoneous sinners, stuffing ourselves with food to replace the energy used to stop ourselves from freezing to death. I hate how it's the season of stating the obvious. Like saying 'it's cold' to the person with their arms folded, shivering uncontrollably, sneezing, and struggling through their scarf to say - "i know". Grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is approaching in less than a week but to be honest I'm not that enthusiastic about the big 17. Perhaps it's because both my 2u and 3u maths exams are scheduled before and after my birthday, not to mention my 5 minute english oral task . Absofuckly not lookin forward to next week, say helooooo to mister grumpy pants...QUIT RAINING ON MY PARADE! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing the net the other night and found this quite hilarious, this is how I'd definetly picture Susan been treated by her boyfriend, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO TREAT A LADY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; When she asks how she looks, shrug and say &lt;em&gt;"could be better"&lt;/em&gt; this will keep her on her toes and girls love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Never hold her hand. This can be interpreted as a sign of weakness. (Or if she grabs your hand squeeze hers really really hard until she cries. This will impress her by showing her what a strong man you are.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Once a month sneak up on her from behind and knock her over. Girls are like dogs. They love to be roughed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Call her in the middle of the night to ask if she's sleeping. If she is, say "&lt;em&gt;you better be".&lt;/em&gt; Repeat this 4 or 5 times until morning. This will show her you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; When she is upset about something, suggest to her that it might be her fault. This will pave the way for her own personal improvement and every girl needs some improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; Recognize the small things . . . they usually mean the most. Then when she's sleeping, steal all her small things and break them, because jewelry is for pussies and Asian ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; If you're talking to another girl, make sure shes looking. When she is, stare into her eyes mouth the words&lt;em&gt; "fuck you"&lt;/em&gt; and grab the other girls ass. Girls love competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Introduce her to your friends as &lt;em&gt;"some chick".&lt;/em&gt; Women love those special nicknames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Warm her up when shes cold...and not by giving her your jacket... Then you might get cold. Rather, look her in the eye and say &lt;em&gt;"if you don't stop bitching about the cold right now you're going to be bitching about a black eye."&lt;/em&gt; The best way to get warm is with fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; Take her to a party. When you get there she'll have to go to the bathroom (they always do). Leave immediately. Come back right when the party's dying and yell at her the whole way home for ditching you at the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; Make her laugh. A good way to do this is if she has a small pet. Kick the pet. I always find stuff like that funny. Why shouldn't girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt; If you care about her, never ever tell her. This will only give her self confidence. Then you can never turn her into the object she deep down desires to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.&lt;/strong&gt; Every time you're in her house steal one of the following: shoes, earrings, or anything else that comes in pairs. Only take one of the pair. This way she'll go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.&lt;/strong&gt; Give her one of your t-shirts......and make sure it has your smell on it. but not a sexy cologne smell. A bad smell. You know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.&lt;/strong&gt; Titty twisters and plenty of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.&lt;/strong&gt; If you're listening to music, and she asks to hear it, tell her &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;. This way she'll think you're mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.&lt;/strong&gt; Remember her birthday but don't get her something. Teach her material objects aren't important. The only thing thats important is that she keeps you happy. And your happiness is the greatest present she can ever get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.&lt;/strong&gt; When she gives you a present on your birthday, Christmas, or just when ever, take it and tell her you love it. Then next time you know she's coming over on a trash day leave the trash can open and have the present visibly sticking out of the can. Girls actually don't like this one that much but I think it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.&lt;/strong&gt; If shes mad at you for not calling her when you say you will promise her that you will call her at a certain time of the day. This will make sure that she waits by the phone. Tell her when you call you're going to tell her a special surprise. Now she'll be really excited. Now don't call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.&lt;/strong&gt; Next time you are having sex, make sure you get off before she does, then get off her and leave. Girls love that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO. okay sayoonara readers, off to start my english assessment! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY ERIC!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edit] &lt;/strong&gt;vote for the bootiful jasmine!! &lt;a href="http://starcentralmagazine.com/covergirls.html"&gt;http://starcentralmagazine.com/covergirls.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;[/edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115036865607322789?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115036865607322789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115036865607322789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115036865607322789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115036865607322789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/06/itunes-sneakpeek-chingy-ft-fatman.html' title='itunes; sneakpeek - chingy ft. fatman scoop'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-115010950652514024</id><published>2006-06-12T20:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:56:58.856+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; planetarium - ai otsuka</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; no-wun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; needs chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know it this related to anyone but normally when I get my monthlies, I HAVE to do a big fat shit to commemorate the occasion  and I don't do one until it ends. So thats a poop on day one and then not until day three or four. Sometimes in between I may get lots of farts, lots of stomach grumbles, and lots of bum hole bubbles (you know those air bubbles that sometimes develop in your bum and then when it gets released it feels like a fart, then the person next to you looks at you weirdly when really ITS JUST THE BUMHOLE BUBBLES!) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this time round I had a big fat dedication to myself on day one and ANOTHER ONE on day two!!! My bowels have never been so empty before. Normally whenever I poo I take one lump not three and there are always left overs which will not come out until three or four days later. Shame its the monthlies though cause I'm still bloated and am leaving behind my air wherever I go. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON, It wouldn't take a genuis to figure out that I haven't been blogging. Indeed my lazy side is getting the best side of me again but anyways how are all you readers out there? I wonder if many of you sitll bother to read this thing but never mind, I think it's time to update what's been happening with my oh so boring life :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's start with Friday. Hmmm was meant to have school but under certain circumstances (I needed a medical certificate for economics or else a zilnch for my assessment :( ), I had no choice but to drag the poor sick T.PHAM (Tina) to the doctors and pretend she was me! Plan was successful but only retrieved a certificate for that day so I'm still nervous for tomorrow...but fingers crossed nothing goes wrong, I seriously worked hard on the speech and powerpoint *nods head*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after the appointment I trained it to Susan's house and we both literally clocked out on her bed and couch. Watched &lt;em&gt;hana yori dango&lt;/em&gt; for the third time and goddamn I can never get enough of it, totally recommended japenese series :) . So then around 6:30ish Myku came over whilst we waited for Melynda to return from her dance auditions then left for Geoff's party ( HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEOFFMAN!). The night was quite fun (had cake in my HAIR! grrr) and ended up staying there till late midnight playing poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Saturday Saturday. Surprisingly enough I decided to confide in my house for the entire day watching the O.C and pigging out like no tomorrow. Attempted to start assessments but Mission was UNaccomplished so wasn't feeling too good :(. NOTE: must stop procastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say someday, SAY SUNDAY! Susan and I decided it was time we paid a visit to the Urban factory and try to grab a bargain, so Geoff and Myku picked us girls up for a little retail therapy. Unfortunaly I was ubberly disappointed and was reluctant to find anything that tickled my fancy so we left to do some last minute shopping at Bankstown Centro and got myself a mossimo jacket ( 65$ BARGAIN!) then grabbed lunch at a cafe....ohh the casear salad was ballisimo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, last week of long weekend. Got woken up by mum's terrible rantings, got dressed in 15 minutes then went to eat some yumcha with the family. Bumped into Lucy, Trung, Linda, Twangie..hmm more people than I would have expected! Had a fulfilling meal then went bargaining at Lonsdale factory however there was only size 10's and up left so I couldn't get anything besides hotshorts, booooooohoooooooooo!! Went metro after and only purchased a few tops so RAH RAH, wassent too happy either :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh cannot wait for more sales! I want new shoes. I want vintage tops. I want jumpers. I want more belts. I want more beads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-115010950652514024?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/115010950652514024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=115010950652514024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115010950652514024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/115010950652514024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/06/itunes-planetarium-ai-otsuka.html' title='itunes; planetarium - ai otsuka'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114914879403850433</id><published>2006-06-01T17:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:22:10.426+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; black is back (club mix) - pitcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; tiired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of Winter (Boyfriend;Girlfriend season) and already the weathers been BESERKS! I wake up every morning shivering my balls off, not to mention early maths classes (wake up at 6.30am) have been a killer! School has been progressing really quickly I suppose, we've only got another three weeks till the end of semester and our year 12 jerseys are already been organised! Oh dear, I'm clueless with what to write on it. Any suggestions anyone? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways you know how sometimes you feel as if you've been overloaded with emotions? Well lately I have found myself totally deprived of this (Susan would most likely agree, LOL!) . Seriously, I thought I would never live to see a day where a female wasn't overloaded with emotions :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've learnt a thing or two over the years in regards to characterisitcs/traits of females and males. I don't know, I stick by my theories but argue if you want!&lt;br /&gt;I believe that males do things for a reason, but then their problem is females tend to think they do it for no reason simply because they don't like explaining themselves. &lt;em&gt;Males have issues with communication. &lt;/em&gt;They think all women are in the mind reading business, and we are right? wrong! We are so not, but we're good at assuming and jumping to conclusions, LOL! Women like to explain things, get it through, and in a sense I guess &lt;em&gt;women are stronger then men &lt;/em&gt;when it comes to working things out because men just wanna get it over and done with. Women are more willing to stay behind until they've worked things out, even if it doesn't matter, it's just the comfort of not being so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also isn't it funny how when a guy makes &lt;em&gt;promises&lt;/em&gt; when his in a relationship with a girl, he automatically thinks he doesn't have to keep them once they break up? It's so weird! I'm talking just general promises like I'll quit smoking. Then he starts smoking again and says, hey were not together it's none of your business. Hmmm, annoying? very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it weird how you just feel more &lt;em&gt;obliged&lt;/em&gt; to do something for a person when you're in a relationship with them, whether you care about them or not? For example when a best friend asks you to drive her to school because she has no lift, you say no. Then your girlfriend asks you to do the same, you say yes although you don't want to. Hmmm, I guess you jsut feel obliged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT shouldn't all friends be treated the same? If you get what I mean...just in moderation that is. The perfect relationship would have been one where you thought of the person as both a &lt;em&gt;friend and a lover&lt;/em&gt;. Absouletly beautiful, and you'll never forget it too. I don't think relationships can only be called relationships if you date after a certain time. So not true. You can have like, a one year relationship compared to a one day relationship and have the one day relationship be more, mean more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So;&lt;br /&gt;hey person, whether you know me or not, just wanna reassure you that my life is A-OK! im always everywhere these days. im in the search for someone significant in my life. no, dont think im searching for my soulmate, or a boyfriend, or my husband or someshit. it's nothing like that. if youre reading this, and you know who you are, then you know who im searching for right? yep.. &lt;em&gt;the person that i cant wait to know about&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114914879403850433?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114914879403850433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114914879403850433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114914879403850433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114914879403850433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/06/itunes-black-is-back-club-mix-pitcher.html' title='itunes; black is back (club mix) - pitcher'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114862779313113614</id><published>2006-05-26T16:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T17:16:33.170+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; payback - zairon</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say it's hard to fall in love; even harder to fall out of love. Supposedly it takes a lifetime to forget someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doen't take time to do anything. You don't have to fal in and out of anything. You just have to stay put and let it escape from you. Why let yourself do the hardwork? Let the element weave it's path out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really know . I think I really know how lies and broken promises can affect people.&lt;br /&gt;You know they'll never make it up to you. And you know what? you don't need 'them' people! Without them you won't die, without them, you'll be stronger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember with everything they've done to hurt you, return them with a big thank you filled with honest gratitude. Realise that they've helped you grow,  and without their aid you wouldn't be this strong nor would you have realised the extent of your own strength. You don't need them tainting every point of experience you gain with your life. Tell them, "move, get out of your way" cause this journey is your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust is about the most breathtaking feeling a dreaming teenager can feel. But love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Takes alot to realise. And what's age got to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;A 13 year old can experience more than an 80 year old ever has in life. Who says it's impossible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people go through life never realising what's most important to them, and I find that one an empty one. Even though sometimes knowing what's most important to you can hurt, don't you feel it completes your incompletion?And you're probably thinking, how can you complete incompletion? I can't answer you, I havent' reached that stage yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figured the other day that if i caught a guy with a rope he'd be scared shitless that he was being caught by a psycho lady. damn i gotta think up of plan b so i can catch cute boys and hang them in my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, it seems complicated. BAHAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, transmission's tomorrow...WHY CAN'T I BE 18! *cries a pacific river*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114862779313113614?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114862779313113614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114862779313113614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114862779313113614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114862779313113614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/05/itunes-payback-zairon.html' title='itunes; payback - zairon'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114803871301030130</id><published>2006-05-19T20:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T21:38:33.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; HTID 14 - Re-con &amp; Squad-E</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; currently no-wun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood-&lt;/strong&gt; bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my memory has gone down the drain. my brain is disfunctioning. When I think about it, all the particles disassemble and rearrange. Then I sit there and watch them slowly dematerialise.&lt;br /&gt;My brain has been working on 'speculation mode' for a while. I wonder if this mode will ever amplify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how they say, "&lt;em&gt;Everything happens for a reason".&lt;/em&gt; Yeah well, there are tonnes of people that do things for no reason. To all the people who do something just cause they feel like it, good on ya, but some of you are doing and saying hurtful things! If you feel like going out and getting wild, skinnydipping, running around your lawn naked or whatever it is that people get up to these days, alright, great, i give ya two thumbs up mate. But if you're just going to run around on a frenzy where you deliberately hurt people and feel like being inconsiderate cos you don't feel good, then screw you! (you know who you are, grrr!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've probably said this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because you feel negative doesn't mean you should act it right? it's only going to put you into a rather shittier state. i know some people who have been through and dealing with crap time after time and yet they are like the happiest people. so im going to use them as my inspiration. i don't care if my feelings contradict my actions. you probably think im not even feeling low at all. GOOD. i dont want you to =D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-one wants to be worthless in this world right? I wanna make something. But you know, it's not as easy as people saying, "Then get up and do something!" because unfortunalty I have to get over my habit of procrastinating and my damn laziness. *nods heads*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways it's been too long, way too long since my last entry. Here's a few little updates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Decided to go fantasia (last minute decision) with Myku, Daniel, Tony and Helen, gottah say and I had a pretty 'hectic' time! There was excellent production (lasers), suae vs weaver was tops, not to mention team rocket went off! spent the entire night singing and dancing, poor legs felt like jelly the next day, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I bought credit? Yes, JANIE HAS CREDIT! I can't recalll the last time I actually made a phonecall but it feels great, ahahaha. The only reason i purchased it in the first place was so my sim wouldn't expire, bahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- joined Marrickville's fitness first. Been feeling abit unfit lately with my lack of participation in school sport so hopefully the hours spent each week will help me enhance my fitness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I must also add,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY to my sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm from now on I think I should save this poor blog from neglection. ANyways I'm off, LALALALALALA! poker time with the girls :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114803871301030130?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114803871301030130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114803871301030130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114803871301030130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114803871301030130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/05/itunes-htid-14-re-con-squad-e.html' title='itunes; HTID 14 - Re-con &amp; Squad-E'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114640744446253405</id><published>2006-04-30T23:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:35:23.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes ; musical society - megara vs dj lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting - &lt;/strong&gt;susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holidays could be described much like an ice cream. Something that has been consumed so quickly that it seems unfair we couldn't savour the taste for just a second longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the week, the girls (Melynda, Susan) and ffld boys decided to host a little BBQ at Geoff's place. First trained it to Bankstown then went on a grocery trip with the girls. After countless trips to the butcher and back we finally purchased all food and headed back to Susan's to get picked up by Tony. Arrived at Geoff's then quickly started the barbie and I gottah say we girls had a great estimation of the amount of food because there was absolutely no wastage! Had a satisfying session of laughter watching the boys play fuzzy bunny and their attempts at tying knots using their tongus with snakes, LOL! Ended up staying there till two in the morning playing a few games of poker where I won taking all 6 boys down! * pat on the back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Alan's and Martin combined party ( Happy Birthday boys!) . Met up with Kathy at church then trained it to Bankstown, arriving to see a gazillion boys standing outside the house. Walked in and it was a massive sausage sizzle, ratio of boys to girls was 8:128425875305. Tony called then me and Kathy hopped in for little cruise around Cronulla with the rest of the crew ( 8 cars total), spending most of the night watching the boys drift and drag. Had a pretty interesting night and got dropped home at 3ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm I turn 17 in 2 months. How gee'd up am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry seems abit yadi ya..not very reflective but I haven't had much on mind lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really dreading the commencement of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114640744446253405?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114640744446253405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114640744446253405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114640744446253405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114640744446253405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/04/itunes-musical-society-megara-vs-dj.html' title='itunes ; musical society - megara vs dj lee'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114613413698789998</id><published>2006-04-27T19:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T20:37:08.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; turned off</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; melynda susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; FREEZING MY NUTS OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found myself in an unfamiliar state of mind, suddenly using the district of my brain that orbits around the principle of "&lt;strong&gt;whatever will be...will be&lt;/strong&gt;. " &lt;em&gt;I just don't give a damn cause I've hit that place, a thousand miles away from my mental abode of understanding...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've hit an epidemic, the over-controlling addiction. Have you ever felt so accustomed to having control over almost everything that you start to struggling with the option of going with the flow. I'm usually screaming for judiciousness, refusing to act upon mere feelings that even the most extensive reasoning fails to comprehend. Why may you ask? Where am I going with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that is for me to know and you's to find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the best thing you can do is to &lt;strong&gt;let it happen.&lt;/strong&gt; Whatever it is that the future has in store, I'm going to welcome with open arms. If it works out, that's all well and good. If it doesn't, I'll be happy knowing it was good while it lasted - there's no use trying to make something out of nothing. I'm not used to expecting the unexpected but "&lt;em&gt;live in the moment"&lt;/em&gt; as they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'd like to indeed wish my little munchkin a ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY LIANNA! (for yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your almighty party! Many people including myself got pretty whacked but it was all &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; fun&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; fun&lt;/span&gt;! Here are just a couple of pictures taxed off Tina's camera, (I have a video-clip of Michelle trying to video-cam me whilst I was trying to use the toilet, LOL!) but there shall be more posted as soon as Lianna uploads them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/DSC00296.jpg" width="190" /&gt; &lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/P1030071.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/P1030055.jpg" width="190" /&gt; &lt;img height="140" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/P1030054.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114613413698789998?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114613413698789998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114613413698789998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114613413698789998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114613413698789998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/04/itunes-turned-off.html' title='itunes; turned off'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/th_DSC00296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114588869089511842</id><published>2006-04-25T00:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T08:47:41.286+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; galery - mario vazquez</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; offline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chattng -&lt;/strong&gt; no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently at home covered within layers of blankets. It's so cold outside that I can barely feel my hands or feet, let alone be bothered to walk to the backyard to have some fresh air. Living in Sydney is so shifty, one minute it's cold and the next, it's boiling hot. grrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE: I am on the roads so it is no longer a safe place folks!&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Finally had my first driving lesson today and surprisingly it didn't turn out as bad as thought. The only problem I experienced was pressing on the accelerator too hard and going over the speed limit, LOL! Drove around Marrickville for a while then to Mascot to get me familiarised with the traffic. Shitted my pants when it came to the main roads but hopefully I will soon overcome my fear with further practise - should be gettin my P's in 2-3 months time? *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasia is coming up and I'm considering whether I should go or not. Unfortunlely it clashes with school but because I've recently missed out on Godspeed, my insides are craving for a rave. Sounds pretty funky anyway since it's a masquerade theme, soo...is anyone going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm I'm just randomly looking through old photos we took before and I can help but laugh. How can i forget the days when we all use to get tanked every weekend thinking it was fun. The days when we use to attend random parties thinking it was cool. The drink-ups, karoakes, pizza nights. Ahhh those days. Those memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the &lt;strong&gt;simple things&lt;/strong&gt; in life we overlook. &lt;em&gt;I miss my childhood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114588869089511842?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114588869089511842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114588869089511842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114588869089511842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114588869089511842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/04/itunes-galery-mario-vazquez.html' title='itunes; galery - mario vazquez'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114578776954147686</id><published>2006-04-23T20:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:04:02.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; smile - tamia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; angry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH!!! I'm in no mood to blog atm, so pissed. MY PURPLE HAIR FADED TO BROWN..IN WHAT? LESS THAN FIVE DAYS? WHY OH WHY!!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHHZZZ!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114578776954147686?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114578776954147686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114578776954147686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114578776954147686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114578776954147686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/04/itunes-smile-tamia.html' title='itunes; smile - tamia'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114528680420892804</id><published>2006-04-18T00:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T01:20:56.810+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; banging - the pitcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; tiired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realise that certain people are slowly losing what they use to possess and so it's time I expressed my thoughts because it's truly starting to irritate myself and many others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends over Boys/Boyfriends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember...&lt;br /&gt;Only friends can provide endless supplies of anecdotes.&lt;br /&gt;Only friends can make you smile when your on the verge of tears.&lt;br /&gt;Only friends can speak for you as if you said the words yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Only friends can listen to the story you've told about a thousand times without complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your worlds seem to only revolve around him. Do understand that it was your friends who were there before your man but do remember should anything ever happen between you and him, will they still be there after? They saw you play the role of Miss Independent, watched you lose yourself with someone you thought was different and put up with your crying when it was over. The worse thing you can ever do is push them away when a boy comes along... remember when you start to lose direction and he decides to walk away, do you really expect us to be there with open arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boyfriends come and go, but bestfriends are forever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and before i go, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY TIEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *mwahs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114528680420892804?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114528680420892804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114528680420892804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114528680420892804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114528680420892804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/04/itunes-banging-pitcher.html' title='itunes; banging - the pitcher'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114467250551037257</id><published>2006-04-10T20:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T09:35:16.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; followers-donkey rollers</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status &lt;/strong&gt;- online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; - susan melynda tony daniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt; - hungry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly i would like to wish extremely belated birthdays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 16TH CAROLINE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 19TH NADDY BOY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm let me take my time to emphasis the deep hatred i have for winter. okay, theoretically the season doesn't start till next month but the weather has really begun to take its toll on me! even though my birthday is actually in winter, thanks heaps for making me &lt;em&gt;fully sick bro&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I honestly thought no one could make a more bigger fuss than me as lastweek was filled with demanding hours of study and thoughts running riot in the fields of english and business. I've been laying off blogging for a while but thankfully all assessments and exams have been completed for the remainder of this semester so jaykneee is back on track!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shifting aside all the clutter, I've gottah say the past week has been totally jampacked with funfestivities, including our little school excursion to the Rocks where Susan and I nearly got malested by a errmm an ALIVE mozart! LOL. ate lunch at some 'Wok in Noodle' place where we had such a spectacualr view...of a boody wall! ended up shopping around at the city afterwards with the girls but unfortunatly came home unsatisfied...*cries*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Saturday me, Susan, Melynda and Caroline decided to travel all the way to asianville (Cabramatta) for some cheap thrill yumcha even though by the time we arrived, the place was absolutely empty? i can't seem to remember the name of the actual resturant but I advise everyone to never enter or eat there! The service was totally absurd, not to mention that the food was scrumptiously gross. we only ended up eating about 6 dishes then quickly bolted to look for that crepe store, only to find out that we were like 6 months late! oh well poor Susan's favourite store was closed down and on lease. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After bumming around, Caroline left with her sister whilst the rest of us got picked up by Daniel for his birthday bash. Had a wonderful joyride listening to his retarted music, AHAHAHA...then we helped him set up abit then smarked up the BBQ. Everyone arrived soon after and blah blah..played cards all night and whoever lost had to either take shots or get tortured. I ended up coming home with massive bruises on my arm and hand from the gruesome pinching and slapping. Watching poor Melynda been the poor victim of Tung's vigorous slaps was hilarious, 'may choi ha? chet di!", ROFL! stayed there till late watchin numerous people get slapped, pinched, kunckled, punched until we finally left to return home. ended up sleeping over on Susan's couch which was totally uncomfortable but A-OK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sunday morning got a lift home from Susan's mum, hoppe don the net then Susan and Melynda called me out to go out and have lunch. got picked up by the boys and hopped into Tony's car ( me and Susan are soo currently in love with his s14 *drools*) . Attempted to have a little drag with Michael but then me and Susan were nusiances and kinda err...distracted him, AHAHAHA! Ended up going to Burwood and watchin V for Vendetta which is ulimately the bestes movie I've watched! i truly recommend eevryone go hit the cinmeas because its worth the 10 bucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways i better go find something to eat, poor stomach is rumbling like crazy! heres so pics from saturday night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 125px" height="140" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/DSC00162.jpg" width="180" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 124px" height="140" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/DSC00188.jpg" width="180" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 161px; HEIGHT: 123px" height="140" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/DSC00171.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 165px; HEIGHT: 123px" height="140" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/DSC00167.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114467250551037257?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114467250551037257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114467250551037257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114467250551037257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114467250551037257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/04/itunes-followers-donkey-rollers.html' title='itunes; followers-donkey rollers'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/th_DSC00162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114378473854854534</id><published>2006-03-31T16:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T13:06:42.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>status - away&lt;br /&gt;chatting - no-wun&lt;br /&gt;mood-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 410px; HEIGHT: 206px" height="395" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/randomz/boysrstupid.jpg" width="579" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114378473854854534?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114378473854854534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114378473854854534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114378473854854534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114378473854854534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/03/status-away-chatting-no-wun-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/randomz/th_boysrstupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114363566048681727</id><published>2006-03-29T23:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T18:16:48.980+10:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; i love you more eevryday - ginuwine</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; melynda susan samson trung aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; emotionless i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time you saved up for an item of your dreams and not feel as satisfied as you originally anticipated? hmm today i splurged my all on this lee top from urban store. kind of reconsidering whether i should have it purchased it in the first place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but OH WELLS! beauty is a curse on this world that stops us from scratching the surface right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is evident that i've built up an appetite for material things, accepting them as substitutes for areas of emptiness in my life. i once told myself to &lt;em&gt;'devote yourself to something that gives you purpose and meaning'&lt;/em&gt;. i think these days it has become more like &lt;em&gt;'devote yourself to one or many things, temporarily or permanently&lt;/em&gt;.' any ways i've ascertained something that i tragically relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 163px" height="279" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/randomz/blahh.jpg" width="449" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114363566048681727?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114363566048681727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114363566048681727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114363566048681727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114363566048681727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/03/itunes-i-love-you-more-eevryday.html' title='itunes; i love you more eevryday - ginuwine'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/randomz/th_blahh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114346161105686802</id><published>2006-03-27T22:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:21:34.470+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; rush - dhhd</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; susan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood-&lt;/strong&gt; fried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't wait till the commencement of the holidays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the joy of walking into maths class this morning feeling totally unprepared and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't wait till the commencement of the holidays.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late night pleas for help with questions kept me awake till 2am last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't fucking wait till the commencement of holidays..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i survived the test, don't know if i'm going to pass but i merely SURVIVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm it's peculiar how sometimes the feeling of putting others in front can allow you to escape from your troublesome paradise. by making someone you care so much happy, it has a domino effect on yourself.. and you suddenly have a feel good factor. but then when you wave good bye them at the door, it seems as though you're back to point A, only to have had a few good hours' of company and leaving with a sufficient difference in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in meeting &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;, i learned what has to be the most important lesson i will ever learn in my entire existence. i used to think love was the definition of a feeling; the most important feeling ever felt by the most fortunate human beings. No. love is an empty thing in everyone's life; a word with no definition that stays in your soul, your heart, until someone comes along and fills it up. this person has arrived in my life and filled the definition more thoroughly than I could ever have imagined, causing this word to burst and spread through my entire body. &lt;em&gt;i love this person&lt;/em&gt;. it just sucks that he exists only in my overly imaginative mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;simply your girl next door&lt;/em&gt;...actually not really, YOU WISHED ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114346161105686802?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114346161105686802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114346161105686802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114346161105686802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114346161105686802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/03/itunes-rush-dhhd.html' title='itunes; rush - dhhd'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114329834026241711</id><published>2006-03-26T01:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T17:23:17.820+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; beep - pussycat dolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; absofuckly lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone say hello to ADSL baby! *cheers* do you know what that means boys and girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAST PORN AT A RAPID RATE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah only jokings! i mean c'mon..meh... porn? never! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much has reached the exciting heights of blogging about. overall nothing in life is quite exciting at the moment. don't get me wrong, i'm happy and all but days seem to be spinning round and round in a repitive cycle, with only the occasional special moments here and there. nothing has taken me by surprise or hit an unexpected turn. should that be a good thing...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world works in strange ways i must say. karma never hits those people who truly deserve it. sounds cruel i know, but they really need a kick up the ass to realise what life is really about - most certainly doesn't revolve around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways last friday's math test was somewhat a total eeeekk! didn't turn out bad as i would have expected although i'm absoultly certain many marks have been lost, aiming for at least 80% so fingers crossed! at night ended up pigging out at momma's kitchen in the city with my beloved susan and melynda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends was meant to be dedicated to some more maths cramming but my laziness conquered me once again. i sure have a really bad habit of procastinating, some one please HELP ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edit]&lt;/strong&gt; OMG i am going fcuking insane! stupid trigonometry, stupid absolute values, stupid INEQUALITIES, ARGGGHHHH! i need therapy...i don't wanna fail this *cries*  &lt;strong&gt;[/edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114329834026241711?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114329834026241711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114329834026241711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114329834026241711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114329834026241711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/03/itunes-beep-pussycat-dolls.html' title='itunes; beep - pussycat dolls'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114286026064019161</id><published>2006-03-20T23:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T00:11:01.206+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; not e-nuff (rough mix) - duro &amp; the prophet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; trung. aaron . minh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must stop &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROCASTINATING&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2unit maths exam is this friday and i am totally stressing my nuts off. everything i've learnt over the past few weeks seems like a complete blur to me...i repeat no more PROCASTINATING and start studying! even worse next week is the 3unit test..*gulps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that wentworth miller is so goddamn gorgeous? i finally got hold of the series of prison break thanks to mrs.caroline and mr.khang and holy moly its so addictive; watched from 6 till 10 today.. whoops four hours of studying down the drain! oh wells, don't underestimate the importance of a little rest and recreation, plus my eyes couldn't stop perving at the screen anyways..he looks so sexy even when his angry. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends was spent quite unproductively, sitting at home making candy for the sake of killing time. was MEANT to have an outing with a certain someone but...eh? only joking mr, we see eachother too much anyway. was at marrickville park on saturday night with the usuals for a while and did went up to pretty whacked and funny mischief. BAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways issent it peculiar to think that we're becoming a society where all you need in life is good looks to achieve. if you've got it, congraluations! you've just won my lucky draw,first prize - a one way ticket to success and a lifetime supply of men/women at your feet. LOL! and what do i get out of it? hmmm guess i'll just be discouraged for the rest of my life. BAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our problem is that we make the mistake of comparing ourselves with other people. You are not inferior or superior to any human being.You do not determine your success by comparing yourself to others, rather you determine your success by comparing your accomplishments to your capabilities. You are 'number one' when you do the best you can with what you have. everyday.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt; Z.Siglar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this how our soceity functions today? those who are capable to strive through things, unafraid and unaffected by what others think should be admired! all i have left to say is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be yourself ; no body is better qualified&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114286026064019161?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114286026064019161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114286026064019161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114286026064019161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114286026064019161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/03/itunes-not-e-nuff-rough-mix-duro.html' title='itunes; not e-nuff (rough mix) - duro &amp; the prophet'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114242972639804040</id><published>2006-03-15T23:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T18:08:29.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; bailando - yaga y mackie ranks ft nina sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; trung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever girl is entitled to her pissed of moments. yersterday was unfortunatly my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologise for my very foul language last night so viewer discretion is totally advised! oh yuk i have never in my whole entire blogging life used so many fu*ks in one entry...hmmm 15 in total to be exact. i hate swearing and shall stop doing so, it makes me feel so unfeminine. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i've done too much thinking, not enough time to write about them...but in short, it's funny how some things never change. it's funny how people change. it's funny how things in life work out. life, overall, is funny. Both ha-ha funny and that peculiar sort of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me naive, but i wonder how many people have become so unmotivated, suicidal, meaningless, insignificant and empty without a boyfriend. are they looking for happiness in all the wrong places?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i myself have come to a conclusion that i am male-hating (at present) and repelling against all types of penis species. i've also come to realise the fact that i have no more idea what feeling it is to be in like with someone. not that i can't feel it anymore, more whatsoever of what it is to be with someone else and missing the fact that i'm missed back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you know him very well, you've been through a lot with him. but he isn't always there for you anymore. from time to time he makes you happy, you sometimes forget about him, in other words, you're able to turn your feelings on and off. you both admit and feel an attachment to eachother but deep down you &lt;u&gt;both&lt;/u&gt; don't know if it'll ever work out again and fear of the end narration... "&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for he who must not be named. righteo! best mood one minute and the next i’m all not happy? i need strawberry green tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114242972639804040?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114242972639804040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114242972639804040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114242972639804040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114242972639804040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/03/itunes-bailando-yaga-y-mackie-ranks-ft.html' title='itunes; bailando - yaga y mackie ranks ft nina sky'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114234102232480854</id><published>2006-03-14T23:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T23:57:02.336+11:00</updated><title type='text'>@$@%@^%#@^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FCUK U FUCKING&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE HUH? ACTING LIKE YOUR ALL INNOCENT AROUND YOUR FRIENDS BUT THE MINUTE U FUCKING COME HOME YOU TURN INTO THIS FCKING SELFISH BITCH. YOU KNOW WHAT FUKING GROW UP AND START RESPECTING PEOPLE IN YOUR FAMILY. FOR FUKSAKES ALL U THINK ABOUT IS YOURSLF, PUHHHLEASEE U THINK YOUR THE VICTIM OF EVERYTHING WHEN REALLY YOUR THE ONE THATS PUSHING IT CONSTANTLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think that you haven't 'changed'. take a a fucking good look in the mirror and think back to the last time u've even done anything for anyone but yur fucking self.  you neevr fucking listen to a fucking word i say, nor do you even give a shit THAT I ACTUALLY CARE, all you do is make our parents run after you day after day and u can't seem to get it thru your thickhead that DEY CARE ABOUT YOU SHITHEAD.  and what? can't i borrow your stuff without asking? FOR FUK SAKES DO I CHUCK A TANTRUM WHEN U COME INTO MY ROOM AND TAKE MY BELONGINS THEN DESTROY IT HUH? can't i use the computer without you braggin on and whining, DO I FUKING ACT ALL STUBBORN WHEN U WANT TO GO ONLINE HUH? when i tlel you to come home cause its late, IS THAT A CRIME TO FUKING WANT YOU TO COME HOME SAFELY HUH? that's what sisters are for, SO STRAIGHTEN UP YOUR ACT AND START FUKING ACTING LIKE ONE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114234102232480854?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114234102232480854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114234102232480854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114234102232480854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114234102232480854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='@$@%@^%#@^'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114206397784939531</id><published>2006-03-11T17:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T19:04:36.623+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; you are my phantasy - SY &amp; Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; currenty no-wun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how the simplest, smallest &amp; littlest details can suddenly bring you back a whole set of "certain" memories that once were nicely placed in a box and never meant to come out. instead out of the bloody blue, it just attacks and shoots right at cha like a jack-in-the-box?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored out of my wits i skimmed through my 'memory box' and came across old school letters, diaries, cards, and photos which screamed out "WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?'. i spent an whole hour reading three casimir diaries and actually discovered some pretty hilarious hidden messages i hadn't seen. i remember back then when we all use to swap diaries wherever possible and leave mischievious comments and letters. hmmm quoc and the boys pretty much trashed and destroyed every single page of mine, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways this is the first time i've blogged on a saturday night for ages. I'm in the mood to go out tonight, was tempted in visiting andy's birthday bash in the city but i'm feeling way too lazy for public transport. so here i am, stuck at home glued to this computer screen. if only....if only i had a boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been treating me A to the OK. not surprisngly i am really enjoying school (minus the walking to and from school) , even though you girls may complain that i talk and laugh way too much, i take that as a compliment ok?! ROFL. mind you's i have been attending and staying awake in all classes...hmm amazing ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in three weeks an 'indo-chinese' youth camp is going to be held, and for only 15$ too! LMAO. our school is offering seven girls to go and howdy doo i am so packing my bags! melynda and susan are also gee'd up so it's going to be so hecticalectic! some of the activities include canoeing and rockclimbing, not to mention the whole camp's asian. HAHAHA. i just hope the place doesn't turn out trashy and fingers crossed there won't be another texas chainsaw massacre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/1803/1600/samsung-z510-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="254" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/1803/320/samsung-z510-00.jpg" width="177" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who says money can't buy you happiness? *droolz*&lt;br /&gt;i want the new samsung z510, it pretty much resembles the motorola v3 but has better functions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114206397784939531?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114206397784939531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114206397784939531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114206397784939531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114206397784939531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/03/itunes-you-are-my-phantasy-sy-unknown.html' title='itunes; you are my phantasy - SY &amp; Unknown'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114173488039069217</id><published>2006-03-07T23:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T23:50:59.956+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; we belong together - mariah carey</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; susan khang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just spent an exhilierating two hours completing maths excercises. my poor eyes are so sore and fried, i think i've been looking at too many numbers *cries*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="305" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/randomz/godspeed.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm... i need easyway's pearl green tea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114173488039069217?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114173488039069217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114173488039069217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114173488039069217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114173488039069217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/03/itunes-we-belong-together-mariah-carey.html' title='itunes; we belong together - mariah carey'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/randomz/th_godspeed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114162775709700079</id><published>2006-03-06T16:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T17:53:38.386+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; apocalypse (hardstyle mix) - zatox</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; - melynda chris khang trung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood &lt;/strong&gt;- boiling hot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for someone who thinks alot, i didn't think i'd come to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems the anarchy of thoughts messing up my head have totally become accustomed to me. i feel like im stuck in some big fat hole, don't know where were at again. it's been happening too many times, i just can't take it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the best thing you can do in a situation is to let it happen i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up disgustingly in a pile of blood. no, it wassent because of THAT, it was actually caused from the blood rushing out of my new pierced belly! who ever claimed that it was non-painful must be a total nutcase, it bloody hurts to even bend over and tie my shoelace atm*cries*. but nono i ain't complaining cause i got it for free free baby! my aunty came over and brought her handy dandy kit so my uncles and cousins ended up all going home with various piercings. my dad got two peircings on his ear claiming that one day it will eventually weigh them down and give him buddha's royal ears *rolls eyes* LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday the family celebrated my brother jonathan's 4th birthday! awww i love him sooo sooo much! we hosted a little dinner get together and ended up having a couple of laughs catching up with cousins. it was so cute watching jonathan sing happy birthday to himself, it's these days that you start appreciating things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'sometimes it's the simple things in life that we forget..'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;celebrated michelle's and joew's birthday at pyrmont last saturday, hmmm bitchfestivities galore right girls? LOL. ended up staying there till 1ish witnessing people getting sauced, duck-taped to a tree, BAHAAH. anyways hoped you like our pressie michelle and hopefully it will come to use in yur later years, ROFL. oh yer btw..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MICHELLE &amp;amp; JOEW !!&lt;/strong&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/18424325-114162775709700079?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114162775709700079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114162775709700079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114162775709700079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114162775709700079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/03/itunes-apocalypse-hardstyle-mix-zatox.html' title='itunes; apocalypse (hardstyle mix) - zatox'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114104125226145918</id><published>2006-02-27T21:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:54:12.816+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; open your eyes - dougal &amp; gammer feat. lisa marie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; melynda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've got piles of homework to accomplish, but stuff it. writing is my release, whether or not i'm in the mood, its something i can always depend on, to cherish. well here goes my first hypocritical entry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i hate love"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;strong statement i've just imposed, not saying i agree with it but unfortunatly there are many people out there who would most likely raise their hands, finding themselves constantly caught in the crushing tides of a fast moving current. since when did it become such a necessicity to fall in love? it's been planted so deep into our ethics as the only means to a wholesome life. i guess its something that never ceases to astound me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the stories i hear, the very &lt;u&gt;little&lt;/u&gt; experinces i've encountered have left me to conclude that relationships begin nonetheless the same - you get to know someone, anticipation builds, life starts becoming all exciting and fun, you fall for eachother and yadi yadi ya. it's always the endings that vary - relationships over, the book slowly closes and you find yourself starting over and over again...hmm if love was a book, i rekon i wouldn't even pass the first chapter, let alone the first page. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this might sound pretty contradicting coming from &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; but i've defeintly learnt a valuable lesson today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can like someone, but sometimes it's never enough to keep a relationship going.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if there isn't any fuel in the relationship to keep it running, it's pointless. the relationship becomes scarce and no longer runs on its own - your pushing it both physically and emotionally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nothing lasts forever, everything fades with time. more so looks not personality, but eventually both start to deteriate. in the end, were all ultimately seeking for satisfaction. i am not implying anything in particular but staisfaction comes in all shapes and sizes, it is defined differently varying with the person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's only so much one can do with a single opinion - i don't hate love, i live for love. my final concept is that maybe i'm the one with the problem, i'm all controversy that's all. LMAO. from each relationship, very few reach a peak of wisdom and maturity. no matter how adult we think we are [ like me. LOL] , there will always be obstacles, heartbreaks, betrayals that lay ahead of us..but then again its through these risks that we grow and develop...and im prepared to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay  my tendency to constanly bring this topic up proberly has brought an annoyance to readers but tough luck! LOL. neways enough of that bluff and on with the life of janie! bahaha..well today's lessons were alright i suppose, E.T chasing melynda today at sport? ROFLMAO you poor girl! you got germs now. weekends were quite eventful, saturday celebrating tina's birthday at phoenix. sunday was spent wisely at state library studying with chris and holy moly had my first ever expericience riding on a motorbike! BAHAAHA, issent that so darn exciting. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways i better stop right now before i start blabbering on about something more pointless. LOL. oh yer before i go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TINA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and btw..our evil trio [ me, melynda and susan] have finally combined and formed a new born baby! &lt;a href="http://www.team.newgen.blogspot.com"&gt;www.team.newgen.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but dun worry i'm not going to abandon this blog. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114104125226145918?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114104125226145918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114104125226145918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114104125226145918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114104125226145918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/02/itunes-open-your-eyes-dougal-gammer.html' title='itunes; open your eyes - dougal &amp; gammer feat. lisa marie'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114061094816792076</id><published>2006-02-22T21:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:46:53.406+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; artwork - art of fighters</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; ulcers kill!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; tony.aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no maths excercises? no researching required? no writing essays? YES YES YESS! first time in what seems like a gazillion years that i've deminished homework. of course the intellilitual human being i am took this foremost opportunity to run around the house doing absofuckly nothing...aww how fabulous does this feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entering the school premises i was surrounded with girls doing touch ups here and there, re-applying make-up, fiddling with their hair, practising smiling in the mirror- as you might have guessed, school photos were held today. today to me was like no other day, i didn't even bother fixing myself up this morning although the usual attempts of straightening my hair had failed once again! my hair literally turned into a furball by the end of recess..but howdy do i don't care cause seriously..IT'S JUST PHOTOS! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senior life for me has tuned down abit, not so much of a crazed-fest anymore i guess. i'm trying the best i can (well maybe i could do just a little better) at keeping up with the pace and organising myself, but sometimes i feel like i need more motivation. we've entered the fourth week of school and looking at my assesment calender i received the other day, i think i need to book a few appointments with the nearest therapist. LOL. i am so not looking forward to term 2, the number of oncoming assesments are overwhelming...can i cope with the stress? sometimes i wished i was in yr 7/8 again, where i could just pick up a pen and paper and be so carefree...aww the good old years. looking at all the juniors today make me feel so jealous, but then again the respect of younger students looking up to you is pretty hecticalectic. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"there's never a rite time to say goodbye&lt;/em&gt;"...hmm reading susan's nickname has left me pondering whether or not there really is a right time to 'get over' someone, or should i say 'move on'. to me getting over someone is plainly a period of time when we mourn over the loss of a departed loved one where friends offer comfort and begin reassuring eachother that we'll 'get over' it. on the other hand again there's the 'moving on' situation, something i believe is rather completely different. moving on is not simply throwing the relationship out of the window and forgetting all memories, it's leaving behind the amazing and fond moments and preparing to have more with someone new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me it's impossible for anyone to be completely over someone because if you were to say that, it just plainly means that eevrything you shared amounted to nothing in the end and that you've learnt nothing from the relationship. if you were to reminsce about your ex-boyfriend and past ones, your NOT over him. yes it might leave you feeling guilty and messed but it's just the way it is...it's in our nature. i sometimes can't help but re-analysis certain aspects of my past - &lt;em&gt;if we didn't have that stupid fight, would we still be together? if i did this instead of that, would things be different today?&lt;/em&gt; sometimes i even find myself reliving situations and thinking to myself - &lt;em&gt;if i didn't to this, then that wouldn't have happened&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you too  find yourself in these certain situations, maybe we people haven't 'moved on' properly and haven't 'gotten over' that past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's difficult to move on when we're still not over it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114061094816792076?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114061094816792076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114061094816792076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114061094816792076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114061094816792076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/02/itunes-artwork-art-of-fighters.html' title='itunes; artwork - art of fighters'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-114041367402322831</id><published>2006-02-20T16:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T00:16:04.116+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; save me- darren styles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROPHECY WAS MOTHERFUKING OFF THE ROOF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had the most fantabulous time and for you's who missed out...SUK SHIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg i just typed a full entry and it deleted, so i'm gonna stick with writing in pointform, I'M SO PISSED OFF! *clenches fist* neways the day started off working for my mum in the most ridiculous and hideous weather! felt like i was roasting in an oven and mind you i was enduring much suffering. LOL. got home and dressed up, WAS meant to be an angel for the night but plans changed in the last minute cause i knew the wings would become a total nuisance! LOL. danie came over, got a lift to the station then met up with others...la di das...weather got even more RICICULOUS, the minute we stepped outside the train it started pouring. CURSE you stupid rain! ended up bolthing to the showground and by the time we arrived, everyone was drenched..my poor straightned hair was frizzy and leg-warmers covered in eeky mud. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got in then yadi yadi ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;highlights of the night? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all my nonsensical and peculiar conversations i encountered! AHAHAHA..i feel oh so sorry for those who had to tolerate me, i keep getting frequent flashbacks of the silly things i've said and omg *stabs marhsmallows x1000000!* AHAHAHA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;losing about 940275826538683 kilojuoules running aound the arena all night. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;listenin to re-con and styles sing! RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW!! awwww baby xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;producing about a GAZLLION litres of sweat. i have never ever sweated so much in my life, poor melynda's sweatband couldn't absorb anymore so mr.eric's shirt was my towel for the night. AHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walking around half the night completely nigelated and lost, don't YOU call me aloser aiight? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got to touch the sexy dragon! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my little feud with 'that' aussie candy raver. LMAO. long story cut short..she was just a plain evil stinky ass BITACH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was meant to go on one of the rides with eric but got turned off when someone vomitted.=[&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm, im sure there's plenty more but i'm currently blank atm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;neways here's some photos, there's not much considering i was too lazy to take much but ENJOY! sorry if this entry sounded real brief but darn my other entry SOUNDED MUCH BETTER *cries a pacific river* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/random138.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/random135.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/random132.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/random131.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/random129.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/random128.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/random127.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/random124.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/random123.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/random120.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where do we go from here...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-114041367402322831?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/114041367402322831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=114041367402322831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114041367402322831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/114041367402322831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/02/itunes-save-me-darren-styles.html' title='itunes; save me- darren styles'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/prophecy/th_random138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113983678238878775</id><published>2006-02-14T00:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:21:13.740+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; turned off</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; offline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; extreemly tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's that time of the year again...motherfucker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VALENTINES = SELF PITY DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHAHAHA, oh well thank god for susan... love u babes !! &lt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113983678238878775?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113983678238878775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113983678238878775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113983678238878775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113983678238878775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/02/itunes-turned-off.html' title='itunes; turned off'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113974991040729517</id><published>2006-02-12T23:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T00:11:50.443+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; play (remix) - david banner ft. ying yang twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; tiired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's been a while since my last entry, poor blog seems to be dying due to my lack of so called dedication. but have no fear, cause janie is here! *gives CPR*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways the past few days have been a blast, minus the horrible ever-changing weather. workload has been a killer, early mornings have been torturious, late nights have been unbearable...how bloody FANTABULOUS! in the other hand school has been treating me well, i love it, i love it! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workload has pretty much been mounting to the extent where i've completely lost my social life. can't complain though, hsc is drawing closer so i better start getting my act together, all in, all out, it's all practise for the real thing. wow can't believe only three terms away from reaching top notch. looking forward to it girls, going to be spending my last schooling years with my TEAM NEWGENS+FABINCERS! bahaha janie shall study hard, stay focused and SUCEED..that's what i'm going to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more days till valentines day. errr, why am i even counting down the days? i think i'd rather run to my own little corner and hide..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six more days till utopia. WOOOHOO, now were talking!! finally purchased a ticket and i gottah say i'm pretty much gee'd up. finally going to give my brain a little relaxation from the over-piling work. i have an idea of what i'm going to wear but not 100% certain yet, BAHAHA i can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i'm going to make this nice and short, better chuck a early niter cause i have to wake up extra early tomorrow morning. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here i go again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113974991040729517?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113974991040729517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113974991040729517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113974991040729517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113974991040729517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/02/itunes-play-remix-david-banner-ft-ying.html' title='itunes; play (remix) - david banner ft. ying yang twins'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113897245973715262</id><published>2006-02-03T23:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T00:14:19.776+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; how we roll -dame</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; confused?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunatly blogging has become less frequent due to the excessive homework i have apprehended over the past few days. these nights i have found myself confided in my room summarising, analysing, writing essays, completing excercises, researching answers... freaking hell, like say goodbye to my freaking social life! LOL. btw, i have migrated to bankstown girls high and to settle things straight, we are &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; sluts behind bars aiight? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the third day of year 11 and it feels like i've made the right decision to spend my last senior years at bankstown. i'm extremely happy with my subject selections, the teachers are very nice and not to mention the friends i've met are very friendly and welcoming indeed. thank you very much girls for making it so easy to settle in. i'm practically in every class of susan's [ unfortunaly. LOL], besides english which makes it even more better! melyndas in one of my classes, but i have to warn you girls that i can sometimes be a big distraction because i seriously don't stop talking sometimes. ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the downside though is two times a week i have to attend maths classes at 7:45am..oh the torture of waking up extra extra early just to catch the train in the cold mornings. it takes approximately 20 minutes to walk to marrickville station from my house, then another 20 minute ride so i have to wake up at 6am! can you just imagine what i look like every morning? just ask susan..yes yes, i look quite frightening i know. BAHAHA. it's not so bad on other mornings thankfully cause i catch the same train as trung and jenifa so have no fear! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm this is the first school i've ever attended that isn't co-ed and it feels quite the same, but i have to admit it's beneficial in a way. no fussing about appearance, no distractions or disturbances in class, no grafitting around school grounds and definelty no witnesses of fighting or flirting. LOL. i'm a little disappointed though i must add seeing as danie hasn't been accepted yet! stupid tempe claimed that both of us had a 'history' together at tempe making it extremely difficult for her to get a proper interview. *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently pondering on whether i should drop from advance english to standard. i don't know if i'm capable enough to keep up with the workload but i guess i'll just have to wait and see..neways other subjects i study include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 unit maths&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chemistry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;legal studies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;business studies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;economics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;did i mention that school is like so bloody cool! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;neways tomorrow my plans are to visit cabramatta with susan to get her much needed haircut, so looking forward to eating yummy porkrolls! *licks lips*. i don't think if we'll bother going to warrick farm cause were stuck with so much homework but we'll just have to see. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; i'm lost, i'm confused, i seriously don't know waht to do or believe anymore ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113897245973715262?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113897245973715262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113897245973715262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113897245973715262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113897245973715262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/02/itunes-how-we-roll-dame.html' title='itunes; how we roll -dame'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113853234676115448</id><published>2006-01-29T20:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T22:03:10.970+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; differences - ginuwine</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; offline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; no-wun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE/VIETNAMESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;its been a not so unusual week with hideous weather and a little agony to top it off. i've been bloghopping heaps cause it feels like everyone has something to write but me, here i am talking about reading other people's blogs. how splendid xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i start my grand rantings, i figured i should give you lonely ones out there a little update into the life of janie. BAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;last saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michelle chucked a little get together party at her house. usual people there [excluding sly people rocking up then escaping with our midori bottle *clenches fist*] , plenty got tipsy and whacked. i of course was 180 degrees straight. some controversies occurred but howdy doo, it's all over...err blame it on the alcohol i suppose! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had work then afterwards joanna and me bummed around market city cause she was waiting for a certain &lt;strong&gt;someone&lt;/strong&gt;. let's just say we sure live in a small world! BAHAHAHA. ended up going to some meriton apartment then discovering it was actually somebody's birthday. felt bad cause we were kinda blow-ins, people drank drank drank and i found the night quite enjoyable, hence witnessing some funny competition right girls and boys? ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, my brains kinda blank now, let me revitalise for a second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 seconds later..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to remember other events but it most likely consumed of bitchfestivities, eating, sleeping, netting, working, reading. oh yes READING! i finally got hold of the 'da vinci code' and agree with most critics, it truly is one of the most spell-bounding books i've ever read! if you haven't had the opporunity to read it, i demand you immediately take your ass to a bookstore and grab it. i was totally flabberghasted and never knew that artwork could be interpretated in such a fascinating way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes...my brains back in the zone, my memories coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the girls went on a massive shopping spree around the city. i beliieve shopping should become a sport, i had the biggest work-out walking back and forth from george st to pitt st then trekking it to market city then returning again to QVB. came home with new yellow 3/4 pants, black 3/4 pants, dress, bronze tie-up heels and other sizzling stuff but i can't seem to remember. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aussie aussie aussie! unfortunalty i was forced to wake up in the early morning of 6.30 to bus my ass to work. arrived in the city and saw interesting people running around with australian flags wrapped around them. some dude was walking around offering free meatpies but for some odd reason when i walked past he stopped. hmmm i wonder if it's due to the fact that i'm ASIAN. well i'm an aussie OK, a darn proud one!! ok janie take it easy you vietnamezy..ahh esh tom ROFL. after working my ass off i bussed my way home, got dressed then bussed it with kathy and viet. got to rouges, got in and bloody oath rnb as usual stuck like piss! overall the night was so goddam boring, i found myself walking up and down the stairs countless times, sitting down trying to contain myself from yawning. night was a failure seeing as i didn't get to reel in any good bait. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the day helping my parents out at their shop then had a warm visit from my muchkin lianna! we both trekked it to officeworks and was disappointed beacuse practically the whole store was goo00oone! there were no 128 page books left or any decent RED pens. like wtfness, what do you expect late shopping fuks like us to do now...write in 96 page books and draw black and blue margins? very very disappointed in you mr and mrs whomever owns petersham officeworks. then olly called us and demanded we visit him at ashfield so he could show off his 'mohawk' so we taxied it and just bummed around. got home and spent some quality time with family and relatives, fortunaly i received little red pockets. i guess im too old now =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more days till school officially resumes. PANIC ATTACK! i am so not prepared for the oncoming next months of assessments, exams, teachers. honestly this year i'm going to start fresh..no more iggjaying, no more sleeping in or stayin up late netting. partying is going to be kept at a minimum meaning less partying and instead focusing on studying! but yer sad to say, i actually believe i'd rather much particiapte in the world of schooling amongst the clutter of bookshelves, desks and chairs. i guess it'll help me forget about things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be quite honest theres a certain wave of drama in my life. nothin surprising i suppose, boys are trouble and its already spoken enough cause plenty know that. don't you hate it when nothing ever feels right, when there's one certain aspect of life issent pefect yet makes you belive eevrything else around you is falling apart as well. the heart is throbbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i'm angry. angry that you don't want a change. after i'm angry, i'm going to be understanding. i'm going to realise that all bad things and goods things come to and end. once i've understood, im going to be thankful. thanking whomever for showing me the true light through that dark tunnel. when all the thanking is done, i'm going to reflect. reminisce on the good times and laugh off the bad ones. then with one last sigh, i will finally let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds like a brilliantly devised plan ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were once my cheap act of denial. you were my rock thought, the one that made me feel great when my day went down. when you wern't around, i didn't mourn about your leave, but awaited excitedly for your return. you didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you still don't. and never will .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113853234676115448?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113853234676115448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113853234676115448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113853234676115448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113853234676115448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-differences-ginuwine.html' title='itunes; differences - ginuwine'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113840838022486760</id><published>2006-01-28T11:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T11:50:08.426+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; bang bang - dj rob</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; currently no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; uh huh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am again, 8 days since my last confession&lt;br /&gt;it's time for a change, i'll give readers a little sense of impression&lt;br /&gt;rememeber i ain't tryna be some emo&lt;br /&gt;i just like to express my thoughts so here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why issert that i cant hide this hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;wishing i could just brush these broken feelings aside&lt;br /&gt;i ain't gonna breakdown, i ain't gonna cry&lt;br /&gt;cause it's time my heart agree, its time for a final goodbye&lt;br /&gt;i ask myself, why after all we've been through&lt;br /&gt;do i still have an aching urge to cling to&lt;br /&gt;behind my back people tell me i'm stupid, i know&lt;br /&gt;you'd think i'd moved on a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;but hey hey, stop! who said i still wanted him&lt;br /&gt;i guess there's certain unknown things that will make your light dim&lt;br /&gt;honestly i had hope that you'd had changed&lt;br /&gt;now me and melynda gonna laugh it off cause you were only my 'practice range'&lt;br /&gt;out of the blue, she comes and aboards my heart's main deck&lt;br /&gt;but guess what? i thank her cause she's the one who gave me a reality check&lt;br /&gt;ive been blinded, swimming around are plenty of decents in the sea&lt;br /&gt;now its fishing time baby, im finally setting myself free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113840838022486760?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113840838022486760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113840838022486760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113840838022486760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113840838022486760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-bang-bang-dj-rob.html' title='itunes; bang bang - dj rob'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113768831112268271</id><published>2006-01-20T02:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T03:37:00.883+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; roll with me - boys II men</title><content type='html'>status - online&lt;br /&gt;chatting - tony.trung.olly&lt;br /&gt;mood - ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens when your bored on a thursday night with nothing but a computer and notepad?&lt;br /&gt;i just spent an exhilirating 2 hours summing up rhymes to battle it up against trung and olly. freestyling is in my dna boys! ROFLMAO. my work of art [rap] can be found at the poofs site, so check it out but please, be nice! remember, i'm just a beginner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was not surprisingly yet another boring day, as usual arriving to work with a 'i'm-just-not-happy-enough-to-work' mood. quite frankly, that excuse wasn't satisfactory enough to let me off so i was left with a 5-hour shift. the girls came to pick me up and i had a little feud with my sister. for those people who have siblings, think back to the last ime you had a quarrel with them? this moment may have been a few years back, or just a few minutes ago but you may all agree that these arguments never cease or get resolved unless a 'referee' [ such as a friend, mother, father etc..] steps into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminscing back, me and my sister use to have plenty of fights, absolute dumb ones actually! i remember this one occasion when my sister demanded i play dolls or something with her but i refused because playschool was on. the argument was so heated up that my arrogant sister decided that it would be funny to throw a doorknob at my face from 10 metres away, close the door and leave me to bleed to death. to make things worse, my mum couldn't even open the door..why? because the doorknob was missing! LOL . but luckily my uncle came to the rescue and opened it with a credit card and saved me! okay she was only three years old but issent that just plain cruelty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways moving on, we all went to momma's after but i wasn't hungry so decided to bus it home early with lianna. yesterday in the other hand was rather spent more productively....sleeping! watched chicken little and played poker online with indo tom and minh. it was abit confusing at first but i'm getting the hang of it and damn issert addictive! the boys were all hungry, so we then decided to have dinner at 'hung cheung' . arrived at around 9ish, then each ordered a scrumptious dish, excluding trung who was been a major tightass and only ordered fried ice-cream.ROFL. after we finished, indo tom, minh and myself trekked it back to tony's house and bummed for a while until esh tom and trung called us back out to the new pc at marrickville and dota'ed! got tad bit bored so i dropped by lianna's house and taxi'ed it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two nights ago my cousin came over and offered me some fortune cookies. coincidence, i don't know but my cookies both somewhat relate to eachother :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'you never lose by loving, you only lose by holding back'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;for some reason, i feel like i'm forever doomed in a relationship. i'm constantly waiting for another guy to come around and let me down, and when this happens, i prove myself right of this theory. but of course, i'm still on the lookout to prove myself wrong!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113768831112268271?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113768831112268271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113768831112268271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113768831112268271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113768831112268271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-roll-with-me-boys-ii-men.html' title='itunes; roll with me - boys II men'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113751672702616530</id><published>2006-01-18T03:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T12:56:22.146+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; round and round (the pitcher remix) - dalucia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; trung.certain someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what pisses me off? people who 'claim' they are depressed. if you're upset, its understandable, my heart goes out to you. but really, it's really unnecessary to go around telling everyone you're 'depressed' like it's something to be be proud of. people who are depressed don't go announcing it out to the world wanting to be noticed then reject the people offering to help. those people don't have a depression problem, they have an attention problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i sound so harsh but depression isn't some sort of fashion statement!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows that everything in life happens for a reason. there is no right. there is no wrong. just a whole bunch of situations that lead to either good things or bad things. to&lt;strong&gt; SOME&lt;/strong&gt; people, life to them means making it through one crappy day after the next, each day less perfect than the one before. for others, life's just a plain joke. no future to live for, only from a past which they run from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you know what? &lt;strong&gt;WAKE UP!!&lt;/strong&gt; i've repeatively comforted you, tried to give you my best advice yet it seems like your not listening to a thing im saying. just give it time, i'm telling you...&lt;br /&gt;and to thing it's all because 'he' isn't into you? why do you keep saying your worthless, for godsakes stop telling yourself that because for the 10th gazillion time, &lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE NOT!&lt;/strong&gt; i hate seeing girls down on their dumps because of a boy. they start thinking their not good enough, when reality is, 'he doesn't know what his missing out on'. it kills me to see people in this state, i mean c'mon! you don't need him, this is not LOVE. this is called been dependent on another person. remember; &lt;u&gt;don't search for love, let it come to you...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not close to you anymore, and highly doubt you'll come across this entry, but please! get a hold of yourself because your truly making a big deal out of something that will eventually work out. as i said, you've just gotta give it time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;four letters. one word. single concept translated into a billion meanings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;either love it. hate it. or live it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;your choice.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113751672702616530?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113751672702616530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113751672702616530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113751672702616530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113751672702616530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-round-and-round-pitcher-remix.html' title='itunes; round and round (the pitcher remix) - dalucia'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113732527236628837</id><published>2006-01-15T21:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:41:16.756+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; 99.nine - pavo &amp; zany</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; michelle.tina.quoc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being the lazy cow that i am, with no motivation what-so-ever, i spent yesterday going through my usual boring cycle mainly consisting of :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eating, netting, watching movies, repeat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i should get a trophy for being so good at wasting time, how i manage to get nothing productive done at all is amazing. i rekon lazyness is going to come and conquer me, maybe one day i'm just gonna wake up and be like "nah..can't be bothered doing anything no more, i'll just die". that's how extreme my laziness is getting! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it wasn't all that bad, after church michelle called me over to tina's and we sat in her room talking and laughing for hours at absolutely ridiculous things. spent the whole night making candy and now half my beads are gone so i need to purchase more now, if not immediately! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;friday night was spent with trung, indo tom and lianna at city eating at momma's kitchen. we all met up at 9.30ish, i ordered steak but damn did my dish look so plain and boring! tom's ribs looked so enticing yet it was all skin and bones? AHAHAHA. trung, "the man", attempted to twirl melted cheese around his fork but accidently ended up flicking it onto me. ROFLMAO. had quite a fulfilling dinner, me and trung are so coming back to eat those ribs! *licks lips*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was spent wisely working my hard ass off. i didn't mind at all and was actually gee'd up, why? because i desperatly need dosh to purchase myself a prophecy ticket. since viet is currently so so povo, the generous person i am agreed to buy his as well so hopefully i can cough up 120$ next week. not to mention i need to save up for another trip to the shops, i don't ever want another day where i have to say, " i can't go out today cause i have nothing to wear". LOL. came home and had a little cruise in my cousin's new car, had a very interesting conversation about all his weird experiences with clubs and alcohol. we went to pick up my other cousin from his house and his neighbour got angry cause we parked infront of her garage and threatened us to move or she'd hose the car. ROFLMAO..what a terd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;last night was the first time i'd spoken [well msn'd] with susan in yonks! wow we sure had so much show and tell. it was like i'd lifted a whole heap off my shoulder, finally had someone to listen to my whinging and whining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways, here's something kinky to enjoy. click &lt;a href="http://ratemypoo.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; ...last night we girls couldn't get enough of it.LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113732527236628837?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113732527236628837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113732527236628837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113732527236628837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113732527236628837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-99nine-pavo-zany.html' title='itunes; 99.nine - pavo &amp; zany'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113712900216977633</id><published>2006-01-13T14:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T16:10:02.180+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; in my head - dj duco</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; tony.minh.jenifa.lianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY VIET!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't really be bothered blogging but im actually forcing myself to since i've promised to keep this updated. it's nearly 2 in the afternoon yet i've just woken up from my sleep. i'm such a lazyfuck, my days have been taken up by constantly sleeping in and netting. seems to me i've developed into a nocturnal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i've had one heck of a sleep, i still feel tired to the shithouse. yesterday was spent karoaking and bumming in the city. kathy came over at 9ish then we both bussed it to city with lianna. our stomaches were crying out for food so we decided to have dinner at mommas's then finally met up with yun, matt, jasmine, jonno, vera and giselle at george st maccas. we all dreaded walking a far distance so we made our way to greenbox and unfortunltly there wasn't much people as we'd thought seeing as certain people dogged it. got in and sat around 'miming' to the songs. ROFLMAO . everyone was too shy or scared to sing with the microphone but no-one was to blame since there was no alcohol in our system! me and kathy left at 12ish to meet up with the girls coming back from xXxplosive and were glad to say that we didn't go! LOL. said hi to quoc and others then when everyone left, taxied it home around 1.30ish but got in the house at 2 because i had no keys and stupid doorbell didn't work! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img height="120" width="160" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/random005.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" width="160" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/random007.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment the weather looks a tad bit gloomy but i believe this calls for a movie night! i'm still pondering on whether i should go out tonight because i've just realised it's friday the 13th, so be careful everone! i guess i'll just have to make sure i don't open umbrellas in the house or walk under ladders and definelty avoid black cats. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't find myself contemplatimg about much, but i've recently started thinking about all the &lt;strong&gt;'waht ifs'&lt;/strong&gt; . i sometimes find myself daydreaming and questioning myself on what the future would be like if i decided to take this path instead of that. would i be a different person today? there are many times when my mind wanders off and i start to have a strong urge to want something bigger and better. but now i've come to realise that i should stop been so pessimistic and be settled on whether i'm happy with what i have now and where i'm at. maybe if i stopped been so content and asking for more, i'd start seeing the real view of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways two more weeks till school resumes, damn does time fly fast or what! for the next 14 days i'm going to make sure i party hard before i hit the books agains...go &lt;strong&gt;HARD &lt;/strong&gt;or go &lt;strong&gt;HOME&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..talk about been camera shy! shish...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="120" width="160" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/random006.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" width="160" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/random004.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113712900216977633?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113712900216977633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113712900216977633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113712900216977633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113712900216977633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-in-my-head-dj-duco.html' title='itunes; in my head - dj duco'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/th_random005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113698637830955985</id><published>2006-01-11T23:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T01:22:50.223+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; love comes - hixxy &amp; re-con</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; michelle.yun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH HUONGY! x0x0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The number one thing i despise created by God is &lt;strong&gt;cockaroaches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;why? let's just say the sight of them is plain sickening, plus their hairy legs and long antennas make them so disgusting! i was forced to sleep in my sister's room last night because i found a humungus one crawling on my bed...ew ew ewww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways today consisted of doing absolute jackshiet. my sleeping pattern is so totally fucked up, slept late last night at 4am and woke up this afternoon at approximiately 2pm. seeing as half the day was gone, i decided to stay home on my couch nibbling on nutri grain and watching countless movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;submission was held last night but no-one was up for it so we all decided to have a movie night at indo tom's. got picked up and driven by tuan to woolworths and kindly bought some munchies for everyone. when me and minh arrived it occurred to me that and sussan and i were the only girls in the house. LOL. had an very interesting night though where certain people got pretty whacked * ahem ahem yun* ROFL! hien and david came by then after a while me matt, and indo tom had an empty stomach so we trekked it all the way to the yeeros store and bought some food, although me and matt were extremely unsatisfied with our chicken yeeros which was totally dry and flavourless. visited quoc for a bit then walked it back which was quite a 'j-j-j-journey' AHAHAHA. watched the boys play few rounds of cards till trung and esh tom left so we all gathered in the living room and watched the rest of the pacifier. slowly eevryone started to leave so i taxied it home at around 2ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/random003.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/random001.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goddamit everyone was so camera shy so i couldn't get ONE decent picture! oh wells..don't worry there's always a next time! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is xXxplosive yet i highly doubt i will go since it's predicted to be raining? i'm not really fond of cruises neway and don'twish to throw that 30$ down the drain but in the other hand i'm in the need of some fishing. and i'm not talking about any old ordinary fishing...AHAHAHA ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113698637830955985?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113698637830955985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113698637830955985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113698637830955985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113698637830955985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-love-comes-hixxy-re-con.html' title='itunes; love comes - hixxy &amp; re-con'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/th_random003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113681957776518636</id><published>2006-01-10T00:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T02:12:57.813+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; the lonliness - babyface</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status &lt;/strong&gt;- online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; - minh.tony.john.tina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood &lt;/strong&gt;- satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so happy because i've finally found something to do which will hopefully occupy my time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fill up my jar with paper what-ever-there-called stars &lt;strong&gt;xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes i know i'm very old school but who gives a jibberish! even though im an absolute failure at origami, i'm going to make sure i'm successful this time and actually finish this deed. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;surprisingly today went by really fast. woke up early, went to work till 3 and unfortunaley missed by bus by 2 minutes! i was a tad pissed off at myself for not walking faster but in the end i believe it was fate! it gave me the chance to send myself on another spree around market city. i've realised that shopping independenly isn't so bad, so to all you nigel-phobias out there, try it out for yourself! even though i did dread bumping into someone and been considered a nigel myself, i overcame the fear . ROFL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways...who says money can't buy you happiness ey? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn i've been such a good girl to the economy. splurged 120$ on my now new favourite pair of HOT SIZZLING DAZZLING GORGEOUS HUMPABLE DELICIOUS pink stilletoe points. purchasde other random items as well then quickly bolted to the bus-stop. came home with a satisfactory smile and it still hasn't left my face. xD...shopping is such good therapy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm the other day my cousin came over and commented that i looked STONED? well thank-you very much, i did not really appreciate it! you know how on some days you just cannot be fucked putting effort into your apearance? well just imagine a fag like me with totally messed up hair, daggy clothes and daunting eyebags from the night before. *hmpf*.. what can i say? fugly doesn't even come close! THANKFULLY no-one saw me looking like that, and hopefully never will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn i miss susan. come home to me baby! i need you and love you!! actually i don't love you, i love my heels..hor hor hor..i will never betray my beloved beauties ... JOKES! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113681957776518636?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113681957776518636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113681957776518636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113681957776518636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113681957776518636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-lonliness-babyface.html' title='itunes; the lonliness - babyface'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113661685156700793</id><published>2006-01-07T16:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:34:25.016+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; bang 9 - re-con</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; offline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; currently no-one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; read below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOREDOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;just looking at that darn word makes me feel so dull and lifeless!&lt;br /&gt;life for me right now consists of absofuckly nothing. talk about been stuck in a black and white world, i no longer feel happy or surreal. i want to do something new; i need somthing to spontaneously occurr and excite me again, something that would at least get my heart racing or lift me off the edge of my seat - anything will do! bloody oath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i sit here listening to my softcock playlist, it dwardles on me how many of my close friends have been so caught up in the four letter word! it many cases it has caused all of us so much pain and suffering yet has signified happiness and provided people with such a fond heart.&lt;br /&gt;my mum once told me that it's rare to find true&lt;strong&gt; l.o.v.e&lt;/strong&gt; at this stage but really....is it that difficult? i actaully agree, i mean we still have the whole world to see and pretty young to be 100 percent committed. but then again it's pretty ironic coming from me considering i thought i'd experienced it before ...wait thought? i mean i &lt;u&gt;did&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just yesterday when we last met. not surprising, considering we somehow come across eachother practically everyday. im so indecisive, i don't know how i want to interpret these feelings anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i like you...but then again, i don't like you? i want you...but then again, i don't need you?&lt;br /&gt;i can't see us ever been together...but then again, the thought of you with someone else is unbearable. how do all these work out? what in the hell am i supposed to feel towards you then? *sighs* i don't want to further contemplate on this because then it would'nt be my own personal problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i was just a tad brief with my last entry but no worries, i'm back to blogging now!&lt;br /&gt;2006 started off with a mighty heck of a &lt;strong&gt;BANG&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;KABOOM &lt;/strong&gt;mixed with a &lt;strong&gt;EEEKKK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off the day with an invite to tina's bbq but really only ended up hiding in the premises of her room watching movies and having chit chats with the girls and matt. after met up with others at city and viewed the fireworks which looked quite similiar to any other year..although i must add i was intrigued with the love-hearted fireworks! hor hor hor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/nye007.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/nye006.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, those pictures look quite unspectacular but i was too busy running around screaming and hugging everyone...LOL&lt;br /&gt;as planned, we all headed off to esh tom's after the fireworks and had the most memorable night i suppose. talk about those bitchfests! i never knew boys had so much to say! ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;but then i'll remember all those meaningful and deep conversations we had and i guess it hit all of us that we are so priviledged to have such a close bond with eachother. we all stayed up talking and talking and no-one slept that night..or should i say no-one slept at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/nye012.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/nye010.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived home at 11 in the morning with a not much needed welcoming from my relatives. i was then forced to go on a family outing at my family friend's beach house and holy moly it was freaking 40 something degrees! the car trip was horrible and i felt like i was going to dehydrate. it was way too hot to have fun and games so i practically spent the whole day enclosed in the mansion sitting under the air conditioner. oh yer the house was bloody massive! it was three storeys and located right on the beach..they even owned their own boat, canoe, yacht...you name it!&lt;br /&gt;the next day i had to attend another family dinner and it was nice to see all my little distant cousins and relatives whom i hadn't talked to in yonkasville!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the last four days? i have been sleeping, eating and lazing around! these holidays have been killing me...i should be spening it more productively before i hit the books agains but then there's nothing to do? i'm so going to regret this later on ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear me 4 more weeks will susan returns! where are you right now? i think you should in london? or are you on the way to vietnam already? well wherever you are im thinking of you! . miss you heaps darls! when i'm feelin down, i have no-one to call up anymore! when i'm home alone and hungry, your not there to call out anymore! when i want to sleep and nap in another house, your not here to provide me that anymore! LOL. i have so much on my mind which i need to empty out but i have to wait till you get your ass back on kangaroo-land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways enough from me, i think i'm going to go sit my ass on my couch and watch some television. parents going to a wedding tonight meaning i got the whole house to myself...o0oolala. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edit]&lt;/strong&gt; apologies out for not been able to make it to both gordan and lil jay's birthday bash. sorry i just wasn't up for any partying and my mood atm doesn't make it any better, but i'm certain you's are having fun! hmmm...i need serious help. i'm so bored, me and tom agree we should invest in buying a poker set to kill our boredom! *sighz* &lt;strong&gt;[/edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113661685156700793?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113661685156700793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113661685156700793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113661685156700793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113661685156700793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-bang-9-re-con_07.html' title='itunes; bang 9 - re-con'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/th_nye007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113620495924908673</id><published>2006-01-02T23:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T23:29:19.263+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; music is my life - dj dean</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; tony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 16TH MINH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(for yesterday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had an interesting start to the year, something i'd rather forget actually..but in the end i spent the end of 2005 and beginning of 2006 with all of my beloveds...so what more could i wish for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113620495924908673?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113620495924908673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113620495924908673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113620495924908673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113620495924908673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-music-is-my-life-dj-dean.html' title='itunes; music is my life - dj dean'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113590388652771443</id><published>2005-12-30T11:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:18:16.210+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; make heaven wait - guy sebastian</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; - khang.minh.john&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; misses susan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 is drawing to an end and what can i say, i don't believe i will be thinking of this year as one of my greatest but maybe one of the most eventful and hardest. the year will sure be remembered for the many obstacles i've ever experienced, not only from exam pressures, friendship breakups and fights, but also for the loss of a young girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just seemed like yesterday when we last celebrated nye and i remember the enthusiasm and excitement upon me of turning the big 16, beginnning a new school as a tenth grader, formal and looking forward to pursuing the many goals and new experiences laying ahead. as i reflect upon the last 12 months, i have had the priviledge to develop many new friendships, grown closer with older friends and although we may have been involved in many certain issues throughout the year, we together have managed to overcome it and become a stronger pack. inspite of all the different ups and downs, highs and lows, i thank-you everyone [you know who you are] for teaching and helping me recognise the true importance and value of friendship, family, self-belief and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;irbs + vks;&lt;/strong&gt; thanking each and everyone of you indivdually would be useless and endless because you have all touched my heart in the same way. you's mean the whole world to me and looking back at all the funny, silly, stupid and adventurous things we've done makes me laugh and cry .I LOVE YOU'S TO DEATH! *gives mooshy hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;family;&lt;/strong&gt; i have to thank my family for all their support. yes i know i may not have been an easy child to raise up and shamefully admit i use to give my parents hardship, but now i have learnt to respect them because in the end, all they want is the best for me and i wish to return them a favor and make them proud. they have been with me through every step and i want them to together watch me walk down the aisle, become a successful woman and live a good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;highlights;&lt;/strong&gt; to tell you the truth, there's too many to remember and if i were to go into detail, i would be sitting here till the morning. but from the many random drink-ups to the birthday parties, pizza nights, hang-outs, clubbing, bumming, i cannot emphasis the fun i have had and i assure they will forever be cherished memories! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love;&lt;/strong&gt; i was pondering on whether to include this in my entry, but i have to say that i haven't met or been seeing anyone seriously for the past year. maybe it's because i want to wait for that special someone..but honestly, there has only been one person i've truly loved. okay i don't know about love, i'm too young to even know waht love is but then he will always remain in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lessons;&lt;/strong&gt; i have not only learnt how to do numerous new equations and essays, but i've sure discovered the true definition of what it means to be a friend and the significance of trust and support. there have truly been many embarrassing moments which i wish to just forget but i woudn't take it back otherwise i would never have learnt from my mistakes. this year i know has been hard for the many friends and families of Vii, whom tragically lost her life but i know that she is up in heaven looking upon us. one of the most important lessons i learnt is to cherish life and appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006 new years resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- spend more time with family &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- enjoy life more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- succeed in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- cut back on swearing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- minimise partying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- get fit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- make more friends, not enemies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113590388652771443?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113590388652771443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113590388652771443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113590388652771443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113590388652771443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-make-heaven-wait-guy-sebastian.html' title='itunes; make heaven wait - guy sebastian'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113581988258179217</id><published>2005-12-29T10:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:38:57.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; diz tortion - southstylers</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; tom. trung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i literally forced myself out of bed this morning, got my fingers working and now i'm finally blogging! i was quite bored last night so i've changed my layout if you's haven't noticed. i don't want this site to be neglected yet again so i'll try my best to blog more frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have been quite a blur. it's so hot outside yet i feel the urgent need to leave the premises of my house and do something. holidays seem to be blending in, i seem to have lost track of what day it is anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last tuesday was xXxplosive and i'd say it was pretty itshay. i was actualy not meant to go but changed my mind in the last minute seeing as i was completely bored at home. i didn't even have an oufit prepared so as tina came over i frantically searched through my cupboards and put on anything! when i finally finished we both walked to kathy's , stayed there for a while doing little touch-ups here and there then all three cabbed it to rouges. by the time we arrived it was nine, there were actually still people standing outside doing nothing? luckily i got a free ticket so i saved 20 bucks! got in and saw familiar faces but not much people were there as i thought they'd be. went fown to rnb and fuking oath it was so hot and stinky. everytime someone walked past they would wipe sweat on me...ewwww&lt;br /&gt;didn't really dance at all that night cause i was a tad bit tired but had an enjoyable time observing other's dance moves. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;when it was over kathy, lina tina and i got a lift home from khang and that was my night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more days till new years eve and i'm still not certain of what i'm doing. i guess it'll just be the same old...watch the fireworks and reminisce about the good and bad times of the past year. speaking of it, i still need to fulfill some of my new years resolutions. .. &lt;em&gt;*sighs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[deleted paragraph]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitiing home alone has left me reminiscing about things i have been preventing myself from thinking. my mind constantly wanders off and no matter how hard i try, i think about all the things i don't want to think about&lt;br /&gt;i start to wander about&lt;em&gt; him&lt;/em&gt;...someone who i definetly do not wish to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to feel anymore, im mixed with so much confused emotions. everyday im beginning to thrive on waiting for a new tomorrow. no i'm not depressed nor am i been pessismistic. my life just seems so dull without you by my side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you really mean what you said last night or were you plainly just playing around with my feelings? if you are..it's got to stop, i ain't your toy. if yout arn't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby give me a sign&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113581988258179217?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113581988258179217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113581988258179217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113581988258179217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113581988258179217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-diz-tortion-southstylers.html' title='itunes; diz tortion - southstylers'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113542918976517721</id><published>2005-12-24T23:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T01:57:19.346+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; table dance - bobby valentino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting-&lt;/strong&gt; michelle.susan.danie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; craving for junkfood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ho ho ho!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;merry christmas everyone!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY DANIE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what a party you had last night, many people got pretty fuked up including myself..but it was all good fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday started off with some shopping at bankstown centro with my beloved susan. went there to collect some cash from the bank but ended up buying some jewellery and beads! we shopped till 3ish then got a lift from susans mum back to my place and bussed it to city for danies party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we got there and saw a whole bunch gathered outside galaxy...saw jamie! like fully tabouli i hadn't seen that guy in yonks! we all then made our way to phoenix, got in and it took quite a while for the alchi to arrive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as every bottle slowly got consumed, people started to get drunk and tipsy...others were bloody stoned to the maxibon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hadn't drank in the past 6 months so i guess i was pretty much a shiet drinker...LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;unfortualty we couldn't extend the time so everyone gathered at darling harbour and just sat there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the end, got a lift home from david and i was left locked outside my house in the cold for nearly half hour! luckily my mum called me to ask where i was...-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i didn't have much of a good sleep either because i felt sick all night. i wanted to vomit yet my body refused to let the alcohol out of my system! woke up this morning with the most pleasent hangover and all i did was eat and sleep. felt really lazy too, i couldnt even be fucked gettin off the toilet seat for nearly 10 minutes! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways tomorro afternoon susan is departing to go switzerland! going to miss you soooo much! two months without you's gonna KILL ME! make sure you stay safe and take good care of yourself. remember, i want a souvenier...and i dont mean a lonsdale sticker! LMAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways 5 more minutes till christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want you to come down my chimney ! &lt;em&gt;*cries*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113542918976517721?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113542918976517721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113542918976517721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113542918976517721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113542918976517721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-table-dance-bobby-valentino.html' title='itunes; table dance - bobby valentino'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113525043780932422</id><published>2005-12-22T22:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T01:58:38.906+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; jack &amp; jill - avant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status&lt;/strong&gt; - online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; - susan.lianna.olly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt; - no words could ever describe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with me? i thought i was over him, i made myself eradicate all those fond memories of our past believing i could move on. my brain tells me that i should just forget, there's plenty of guys out there, yet my heart keeps running back...running back to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY must i still feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sight of you with another girl shattered me to pieces. but i know...i know i must hold my head up high because i don't care! I DON'T FUKING CARE ANYMORE!!&lt;br /&gt;to think that i even thought of getting back...gosh im so gullible and naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish I could forget your name, your face, your smile, your sweet embrace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're making it hard for me, and days seem long the nights seem cold &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish I could relive it, the times you make me cry&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's killing me, I don't wanna miss u no more...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113525043780932422?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113525043780932422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113525043780932422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113525043780932422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113525043780932422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-jack-jill-avant.html' title='itunes; jack &amp; jill - avant'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113516870781931960</id><published>2005-12-21T22:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T02:07:12.573+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; never fall asleep - evil activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status &lt;/strong&gt;- online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting &lt;/strong&gt;- susan.khang.tony.olly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt; - hot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY PETER U OLD FAG!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(for yesterday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heard you had quite an oddball of a party, hope you enjoyed it. well it seemed like it anyway when you came home all drunk and lost...LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the thought of even stepping outside my house was just too unbearable. as i opened my window this morning, i felt a huge heat wave rip over my body. in the end, i spent the whole day confided in my room watchin vietnamese series [phim tap]. omg0sh that shit is so damn addictive, i was practically glued to my screen from 3-9pm. it's called, 'chiec giay thuy tinh' and depicts the lives of two orphaned young sisters who get separated and later in life try to find eachother. it's so sad yet they overcome so many hardships and of course find in love on the way...it's so sweet! i've watched 6 hours of it and only just up to the third chapter. ahh i got the rest of the holidays to finish the rest, 17 more chapters! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways yesterday susan came over and we both decided to go on a long-ass shopping spree. we first trained it to burwood and made our way to westfield. bought this really really adorable jewellery and earring stand for $20, now all i really need is a necklace stand! after susan got her eyebrows done, we trained it to town hall and did more desired shopping at pitt st. susan then desperately needed to purchase a new camera for her holiday so we bussed it to the rocks and bought one at the duty free galleria. omg, that store made us look and feel like such povos! we both rampaged around drooling over all the lui vuitton, guess, chanel, blvgari range! i immediately fell in love with these sunnies but my heart sunk when i flipped to look at the price...$779! &lt;em&gt;*cries*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after an hour of WINDOW shopping, we then bussed it back to george st to eat dinner once again at macas! gosh..i never get sick of those nuggets. took some capitals then bummed at liannas till late with the girls playing cards and been luvos. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm Xxplosive is cancelled this friday prior to some police business jibberish. or so they claim, looks like it's going ot be hosted at my favourite rouges club. i was actually quite in the mood for some dancing but boohoo, i have to wait another week. also susan won't be able to make it either so that sucks hardcore! i'm gonna miss her, 2 months without susion? how will i ever cope! what a lucky fag, gets to go to switzerland, london then vietnam! i haven't even stepped outside australia's border..well besides when i was 6 months but that dosn't count! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well on the brighter side, danie's birthday's coming up and she's having it at K? i think..but whatever the plans are, im sure it will be fo shizzle fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways, better return to my bed and continue watching the series! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;these are our sexy capitals we took last night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 171px" height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/capitals/capital3.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 170px" height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/capitals/capital2.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 168px" height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/capitals/capital1.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 167px" height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/capitals/capital4.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113516870781931960?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113516870781931960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113516870781931960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113516870781931960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113516870781931960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-never-fall-asleep-evil.html' title='itunes; never fall asleep - evil activities'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/capitals/th_capital3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113489544568332496</id><published>2005-12-18T18:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T02:00:39.096+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; someday oneday - christina millian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; currently no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;howdy doo my sexy readers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;apologies out yet again for my long-ass absence, its been four consecutive days since i last blogged...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well obviously because each and everyone of you are reading this right now , you're proberly all curious and anxious to either hear what i've been up to or what i have to brag on about RIGHT? how sweet indeed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday night&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what can i say? so much memories to further cherish...what a bloody hilarious night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was trung's last minute decision to gather everyone up and have a mini drink-up at beaman park. it had been quite a while since we've all last seen eachother so it was like a little reunion party...awwww the old days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;highlights:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;the prankcalls! ROFL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if you were one of the victims of our evil...oh so evil calls! SUCK SHIT! AHAHAHAHA..poor old danie got fooled hardcore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the phonecall somwhat went like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tom :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is this danie? hi this is larry's show calling from 77.9FM radio, we have called you to say that one of your friends have dobbed you in and you have just won a ipod nano! so..how do you feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;danie:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OMG!! i feel......i feel GREAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tom:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but first of all you have to answer one question, if you answer this correctly you win yourself a ipod nano.....the question is, what is the name of santa's favourite red-nosed reindeer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;danie:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; RULDOPH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tom:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that is CORRECT! you have just won yourself a ipod nano! ...give me a OH YERR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;over-excited danie:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OH YER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;by this time we were all literally on the floor laughing. tom accidently hangs up from laughter.. you would have thought she'd realised it was a fraud but oh no were we wrong..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*tom calls back again*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tom:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sorry for that, we experienced technical difficuties..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;danie:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; oh that's okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tom:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; well we have another contestant on the line, chrissie, you's will both compete for the ipod..all you have to do is sing a christmas carol and be judged by shannon noll. whoever sings the best will win the ipod nano..shannon noll are you there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tom imitatates shannon noll :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yer mate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;danie sings hardout:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; RUDOPH THE RED NOSE REINDEER! HAD A VERY SHINY NOSE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;your such a blonde! ahh that was an all time classic man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;our fire extinguisher fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 138px" height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/576134e3.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 136px" height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/6d82f77d.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the boys stole one and everyone started running around the park attacking eachother! LMAO. in the end we were covered in some white dust-like foamy gooey sticky eeky weeky substance...but it was so goddamn fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;tom stealing the flag from the golfcourse to shove it up....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as he said, you can only get a 'hole in one' . LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;vsin who can climb up the flagpole the highest...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 152px" height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/30fe6ba5.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 149px" height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/8f5e4b21.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well..i don't think there were any winners but it was a tight contest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;drinks that managed to unsuccessfully get anyone drunk.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 139px" height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/19dbdce0.jpg" width="160" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px; HEIGHT: 137px" height="120" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/52cd8600.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually it did get a certain people tipsy...everyone drank except me and kathy. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well im sure there's plenty more highlights but that'll for now...xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yesterday night susan came over and we both bussed it to city to eat dinner..at macas! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met up with rabbit and others, played a few games at pc and left home early...oh yer! me and susan saw the biggest trung look-alike! AHAHAAH..and this dude was like bloody 30! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and today? i had work work work..it was quite busy but who cares, i got dosh for next week! and you know what that means? shopping time! *&lt;em&gt;smirks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm i've just realised how many 'LMAO's, 'ROLF's and 'LOL's i'ved used in this entry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually do you find yourself sayin 'LOL' in msn conversations too often that it's actually lost it's meaning? coz i do! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113489544568332496?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113489544568332496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113489544568332496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113489544568332496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113489544568332496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-someday-oneday-christina.html' title='itunes; someday oneday - christina millian'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/bumming/th_576134e3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113455203881968864</id><published>2005-12-14T20:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T02:01:47.360+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; enjoy - re-con</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; - minh.tony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; hungry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;prophecy ; 18th February 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as described in huongy + tien's blog..&lt;br /&gt;just looking at the list of dj's makes me wanna drool. what a darn sexy line-up, i cannot emphasise the excitement bubbling up inside of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i attended a caution interview today and i can say it was truly a waste of time! my poor father had to pay 25 bucks just to park the car for a 15 minute interview! stupid sergeant was been a total jerk too. as i entered the room, i was innocently searching through my bag to switch off my phone when he fully tabouli told me off and started giving me a lecture that i should stop giggling and take this issue more serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like for your information i was not even 'giggling', i was actaully SMILING! gosh i can't help but be a happy child, shish..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end it was all settled. damn the rocks have madass shops! when i'm rich and wealthy, i'm so going there for a shopping spree, actually who wants to go window shoppin? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways is anyone out there still experiencing problems with their ipods? my shuffle is out of batteries and won't charge. no matter how many times i've shoved it in the usb, it refuses to do so&lt;em&gt;..*cries*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113455203881968864?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113455203881968864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113455203881968864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113455203881968864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113455203881968864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-enjoy-re-con.html' title='itunes; enjoy - re-con'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113446081801188839</id><published>2005-12-13T18:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T02:02:50.473+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; cocaine MF (duro'z oldschool remake) - dj duro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; trung.ken.susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sincerely apologise for my lack of updating this blog...i have seriously lost motivation!&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have been very unproductive...everything seems to be in such a routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up.&lt;br /&gt;eat.&lt;br /&gt;watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;net.&lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;sleep some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i repeat i need MOTIVATION! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;the other day as i arrived at work, i found my manager enthusiastically celebrating. i was at first startled but as i approached him, he exclaimed "it's about time we fought back! bring back the biff!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he sure is a proud aussie -_-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;neways what in the hells up with the race riots? it may seem funny now but sooner or later it will get out control. i wonder if the asians are getting involved..well if they do, poor old ken won't be able to leave his house. he'll proberly get decked the minute he steps outside. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;movin on, new years is approaching and i don't really have any particular plans. they say whomever you celebrate nye with are the ones you'll cherish the rest of the year with ..well in that case i guess i'll just spend it with the sexy gals..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm i want a boyfriend..wait! i NEED a boyfriend!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gosh thinking about it, i miss liking someone. i miss been liked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss the phonecalls. i miss the gifts. i miss the affection. i miss the dramas. but i guess what i miss the most is knowing that a certain someone out there is always thinking about you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to all you couples out there, im in envy! LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;neways i finaly got hold of bonkers 15. like fo shizzle about time! my big thanks to minh who shoved it all in the shuffle..xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;don't know what i'm up to tomorrow, might come down bankstown and visit susan since i didn't today, although i got a caution meeting in the evening. GREAT -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yer, btw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY ONE MONTH KIMI + TRUNG !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113446081801188839?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113446081801188839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113446081801188839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113446081801188839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113446081801188839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-cocaine-mf-duroz-oldschool.html' title='itunes; cocaine MF (duro&apos;z oldschool remake) - dj duro'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113410006232235650</id><published>2005-12-09T14:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T02:05:43.170+11:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes; power &amp; glory -  GEOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status&lt;/strong&gt; - online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; - currently nowun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt; - happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? i have officially...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRADUATED!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*cheers*&lt;/em&gt; we have reached the checkpoint of our school career ..i can't believe it was just four years ago when i first started highschool..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i clearly still rememeber the first day...fo shizzle i'm still the same height! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways danie's over ..she said she likes licking bumholes ..xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 220px" height="220" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/graduation/c5aa7acf.jpg" width="280" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 217px" height="220" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/graduation/c4e638f9.jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="220" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/graduation/deec6449.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;img height="220" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/graduation/e2e0d3e8.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;img height="220" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/graduation/414753a4.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;graduation assembly was quite boring...got the chance to say goodbye to the fellas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;received our school certificates and reports..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;let's just say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i could have done better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;english literacy&lt;/strong&gt; - 75 marks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mathematics &lt;/strong&gt;- 76 marks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;science&lt;/strong&gt; - 76 marks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;australian history&lt;/strong&gt; - 71 marks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;australian geography&lt;/strong&gt; - 73 marks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got band fours's for all subjects&lt;em&gt;..*cries*..&lt;/em&gt;i wanted at least a five!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as for my grades...some odd reason i got B for all subjects..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i got graded 'B' with bands of '4'...-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AHAHAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;..overall i had 16 explained absences and 27 unexplained..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113410006232235650?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113410006232235650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113410006232235650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113410006232235650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113410006232235650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-power-glory-geos.html' title='itunes; power &amp; glory -  GEOS'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d138/mzzz_janie/graduation/th_c5aa7acf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113402771258206958</id><published>2005-12-08T17:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:52:43.350+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;itunes; run it - chris brown feat.juelz santana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status -&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting -&lt;/strong&gt; danie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood -&lt;/strong&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;i've somehow caught a nasty cold. i can't breathe properly. this heat is killing me . centrelinks been a tightass motherfucker. im craving for a gelatissimo ferreo roche. oh dear me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today danie came over and we both just bummed around the house, eating and watching tv. i have to say sex and the city is my all time favourite series..it's so interesting to watch the many perspectives perceived about men from four different women who share such a strong friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm older, i hope i'll just be like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i'm young and i guess still 'stupid', as i watch the show, it somewhat relates to many issues i and many others currently face...for instance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching today's episode, a very contradicting issue arose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is it really possible to remain good friends with your ex?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes that's right, im opening up the &lt;em&gt;'ex-factor'&lt;/em&gt; file..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people everyday experience hasty break-ups, many people are left heart-broken and shattered to pieces, many people leave scarred..&lt;br /&gt;some in the other hand feel angry, many get hurt and are left with a deep hatred towards him..&lt;br /&gt;it's these reasons that make it just so difficult to sustain a friendship after a relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in mathematics we learn that the '&lt;em&gt;x&lt;/em&gt;' is unknown where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a + b = &lt;em&gt;x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but really, the unknown is : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can ab / 2 = a friendship ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can't say that i have a answer for seeing as i have not really been in many serious relationships..but it's just something i thought was quite....interesting. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways moving along...i am in envy those out there who are listening to bonkers 15! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;useless dial-up..cant download sugerplums so i'm going to get trung to burn me the lot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;until then, i guess i'll just have to wait and sook until i get it &lt;em&gt;*criess*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113402771258206958?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113402771258206958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113402771258206958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113402771258206958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113402771258206958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-run-it-chris-brown-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113393645053621990</id><published>2005-12-07T17:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:54:11.320+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;itunes; sound of the bass (deepack remix) - dj act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;status -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chatting -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; danie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mood -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; roasted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this overwhelming heat circulating my room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no fan.&lt;br /&gt;i can't feel my air-con.&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this heat is unbearable! &lt;em&gt;*takes out a water gun and shoots at the sun*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully i stayed at home today, i'm so greatful of my 'wise' decision..imagine attending school in this weather! i would literally roast to death -_-"&lt;br /&gt;neways the recent decision of danie's departure from school has left me depressed and speechless..&lt;br /&gt;who's going to be my study partner? my class buddy? my jigging partner?&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to miss you so much, school for me will definetly feel different without you...i have no-one to whinge about my daily problems, i have no one to laugh at my oh-so-not funny jokes...i can't believe i won't be graduating yr 12 with you! &lt;em&gt;*cries a pacific ocean*..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, make sure you study hard and do well in tafe..OR else i will chop your ballsacks off and shove it up your asshole so when you shit, you shit all over your balls..LOL&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm going to actually go school and sign out..i've decided that tempe isn't the right school for me to continue yr 11 and 12 studies...so it looks like i'm enrolling at another school yet agains&lt;em&gt;..*sighs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know what school either and it's been frustrating the crap out of me..i want to do certain subjects yet many of the schools i'm interested in don't offer certain electives&lt;em&gt;..*pulls out hair!*..&lt;/em&gt;wish me goodluck!&lt;br /&gt;well on friday is our yr 10's graduation..&lt;br /&gt;my reflection of this year?&lt;br /&gt;i'm a little disappointed in myself..i don't really know what to expect when i get my sc results back, my lack of studying and not pushing myself to my limits has left me with a shit report..i once was an 'A' student but looking at me now..&lt;br /&gt;everything seems to be downhill...my attendance is totally dreadful, my exam results have slowly started declining...&lt;br /&gt;next year i need to get a clean grip of myself and start getting my act up..i only have another two years and before you know it, i'll be out there on my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;' to study hard and do well in school'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that's going to be ONE of my new year's resolution..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;moving on..bonkers 15 is out..maybe i will go buy it but im currently REALLY broke so i might just burn it off someone&lt;em&gt;..*giggles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113393645053621990?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113393645053621990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113393645053621990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113393645053621990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113393645053621990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-sound-of-bass-deepack-remix-dj.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113368441754850525</id><published>2005-12-04T17:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:55:14.386+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;itunes; drop that heater - omarion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; tired but satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FORMAL FORMAL FORMAL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'White Castle'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;921 Canturbury Rd Lakemba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6pm-12pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my oh my! it was the big day...like totally freak me out..i had a bloody awesome night! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm let me try and recap yesterday..bare with me as i'm still feeling abit exhausted..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saturday - surpisingly woke up at around eightish but laid in bed feeling all lazy listening to my sexy shuffle..finally forced myself to get up at tenish to take shower and WALKED all the way to the hairdresser. when i say WALKED i mean i fucking WALKED! arghhzzz i despise walking so much, by the time i arrived at the shop i was drenched in sweat&lt;em&gt;..*cries*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dyed and had highlights done to my hair..i then asked them to do this particular hairstyle that i was after but instead it looked like some UGLY fringe majingy..I WAS NOT IMPRESSED! ..it looked like i'd jst came back from the 1970's or some shiet..lyk oh my sugerplums!! asked them to fix it but it really made no difference sho i hurriedly left and passed tony's house to grab our tickets, caught a taxi home and got my aunty to fix my hair..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got home earlier then i'd expected so i watched half of 'heartbreakers' while contemplating on what colour dress i was going to wear...in the end i chose black seeing as my turquoise dress didn't really meet my desires...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;quickly hopped into the shower and omg i was STRUGGLING to wash myself! AHAHAHA..i couldn't find one single shower cap in the house...it was so freaking difficult restraining my hair from touching the water..-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm got dressed, accessorised then my aunty did free manicure, pedicure and make-up..oompa loompa she took her time and we finished at six ..o.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;danie finally came over and she wassent even in her dress! AHAHAHA you mole! we all then frantically ran around the house doing little touch ups here and there..by the time we were ready it was 7.30..ROFL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;called khang to tell him we were set to go but he was still all the way at matt's house so we had to wait for another half hr! holy moly...so he and matt picked us up and had little difficulty finding the venue. it was held at 'white castle' so obviously we were looking our for a white building..so we drove and drove...and drove till we finally found our destination...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the building wassent even white! WHY DO THEY CALL IT A WHITE CASTLE WHEN ITS BLOODY MADE OUT OF BRICKS?!? -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got in at 8:30 [ 2 nd half hrs late ] and everyone looked SO GORGEOUS! so many sexy ladies and fellas..i felt so grown up! there were actually people wearing princess crowns and masks..some even brought miny swords! unfortunately because we were a tad bit late we missed out on the awards and entrees. awww tom won an award for cutest smile whilst jacob won biggest flirt..ROFL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;food was radically gross, the only thing i ate off the plate were the carrots and sweet potato..xD..took a gazillion photos and got the opportunity to catch up with so many of my old beloved friends..it was so good to see you's all again! oh the view was...um...GREAT! tops of shops and little minature buildings from the city but it was still OK! music was bloody hecticalectic, us girls -mezza, danie, jasmine had a blast dancing the night away! by the end of the night my feet were like dead...o.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everyone stayed till the end and we headed off to jacob's house for afterparty. danie didn't come with me seeing as she got picked up by john to go cruising..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;arrived at jacob's and the place was PACKED with so much people! poor guy..betcha his house is gonna be smashed up ..o.0..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;khang nd matt left for a while to pick up yun daniel and others so me nd jasmine walked around the house doing ABSOULTY NOTHING..we were bored marshmallows..-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watched people smoke the hubbly bubbly thing while others were already either peaking off their nuts or drunk..-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the party was pretty crap..there was so many randoms..everywhere i looked there were people making out or giving eachother lap dances, so me and jasmine left the room and sat on our own little table...we were so disgusted ...o.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;matt came back..sat around half falling alseep and trying to do countless things with these walnuts we found...rolling them around the room so people could stack on them..ROFL..didn't work though &lt;em&gt;...*hmpf!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so khang finally came back..got to take a nap in his car then drove me home at around 3ish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well there goes our year 10 formal! cannot wait till year 12 comes! i'm already feeling anticipated! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm overall the night was absolutly fabulous even though the afterparty was mighty itshay, it was great to see everyone all dressed up. xD oh yer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my big fat THANKS to khang for been my formal date..oh yer and my taxi..AHAHAHA..nah jokes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm and OH YER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm so going to kick your ass mezza when i see yooh again! i have a huge bruise on my ass from that whippin yooh gave me of that sword! 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113368441754850525?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113368441754850525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113368441754850525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113368441754850525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113368441754850525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-drop-that-heater-omarionstatus.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113339781864236662</id><published>2005-12-01T11:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:56:32.483+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;itunes; how to deal - frankie J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i attended mass last night at st felix to pay respect for Vii..&lt;br /&gt;Vii when i saw you lying there, unmobilised..i could'nt hold in my tears for you..&lt;br /&gt;it was just too much..&lt;br /&gt;Vii when i heard your favourite song ' how to deal' play through the church..i broke down..&lt;br /&gt;it was just too unbearable..&lt;br /&gt;Vii when they took you away..i couldn't tell myself to say goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;i just couldn't..not yet..&lt;br /&gt;today me and the girls are going to look for the place and visit you.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113339781864236662?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113339781864236662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113339781864236662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113339781864236662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113339781864236662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/12/itunes-how-to-deal-frankie-ji-attended.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113325645989238191</id><published>2005-11-29T20:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:57:18.286+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;alone - chuckie akens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;status -&lt;/span&gt; away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chatting -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no-wun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mood -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;how was hardwars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the venue was pretty damn right itshay...i thought it was going to actually be on the tennis courts, but it was outside..like literally OUTSIDE! it was way smaller than i'd expected and the sound system was so crap!.. it resembled more like an easter show rather then a rave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that morning i woke up to the annoyance of pouring rain, but as the day progressed the sky started to clear up nd i was actually looking forward to a memorable night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up, packed my clothes nd bussed my way to danies house which btw was the longest trek of my life!..it's so scary walking to her house, you have to pass forest-like roads nd walk along the bridge with every so often honkings from 'pedofiles'..*pukes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got there nd tried to gain some sleep but ended up watchin tv nd just slumbering around..both got dressed then left to marrickville to meet up with the boys..trained it then yadi yadi ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived at the venue the line was so long!..it moved about 1 metre every 10 minutes..but luckily joew and others were already lining up so we pushed ourselves to the front...got in at around midnight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall the night was very enjoyable...saw many friendly faces, had tonnes of interesting conversations, got lots of freebies and i sure gave myself a mighty work-out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also thumps up for the music which was so hecticalectic..i found myself singing along to so many countless songs...power and glory + breakfree went off!! hor hor hor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunalty i found my vip lanyard very useless seeing as i only checked it out once nd didn't end up getting any autographs ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a number of photos taken from that night but i shall post it up when i have the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113325645989238191?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113325645989238191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113325645989238191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113325645989238191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113325645989238191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/alone-chuckie-akensstatus-awaychatting.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113317016914585360</id><published>2005-11-29T05:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:03:49.696+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't think properly..it all feels so surreal..&lt;br /&gt;how can such a beautiful girl lose her innocent life at such a young age..&lt;br /&gt;she had so much to look forward to, so much to experience, yet through one big mistake she cannot fulfill these dreams anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i didn't know her at a personal level, we had little conversations here nd there every so often. she seemed like such a happy and sweet girl whom always had a smile on her face..i just wished i could've had a chance to get to know her better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give my heart to all her family and friends whom have been deeply affected by this great loss...im sure she is smiling down at us from heaven and remember to hold your heads up because that's what vii would want us to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please take good care of her ..everyone loves and misses you dearly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A moment of silence for the lives that were taken, and for the people that were affected. live on strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113317016914585360?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113305928206799299</id><published>2005-11-28T08:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:04:38.706+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/1803/1600/vii.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/1803/320/vii.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;R.I.P VII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;5.9.89 - 27.11.05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry I never told you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I wanted to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now it's too late to hold you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause you've flown away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never had I imagined&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living without your smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feeling and knowing you hear me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It keeps me alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know you're shining down on me from heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like so many friends we've lost along the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know eventually we'll be together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One sweet day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eventually I'll see you in heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darling, I never showed you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assumed you'd always be there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I took your presence for granted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I always cared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I miss the love we shared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know you're shining down on me from heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like so many friends we've lost along the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know eventually we'll be together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One sweet day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eventually I'll see you in heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although the sun will never shine the same&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always look to a brighter day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will always listen as I pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know you're shining down on me from heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like so many friends we've lost along the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know eventually we'll be together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One sweet day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you will forever remain in our hearts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113305928206799299?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113305928206799299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113305928206799299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113305928206799299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113305928206799299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/r.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113291791533045499</id><published>2005-11-26T05:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:05:21.980+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hardstyle disco (original mix) - yoji biomehanika</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chattin&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; dani.michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARD WARS OUTDOORS&lt;/strong&gt; - This Saturday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL SYSTEMS GO EVEN IF IT RAINS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We have been asked a few times this week what we will do if it rains on the night of the event, and we want to clarify that we have secured cover for 80% of the main arena and second arena. So even if it rains the event will be going off undercover, but still outdoors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well i guess that's good news, i actually would prefer if the whole event was undercover but we'll just have to wait and see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this mornings sighting of rain just completely put me off the mood. i once again am not really feeling too keen about tomorrow. i hate rain rain rain fullstop! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but then again at least there will be not much insects lurking around..-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways today i didn't go school seeing as there are only five students whom actually bother to attend classes.. so suck marshmallows why bother going..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the end all i did was sleep in, eat, watch tv nd sleep..xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yer jenifa nd michelle came ovah at around 1ish...played around with my hair nd now i've figured out what hairstyle i'm doing for my formal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've decided not to leave it down because i want to look different and abit FUNKY! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm only 24 more hours..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well looks like i'm not going to be running around in too much rain tomorrow seeing as i'm getting a lift to olympic park by one of danie's bf's friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saturday's forecast : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Afternoon/evening showers and thunderstorms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Min: 18C Max: 26C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;great..that just put me off the mood AGAIN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways hope to see most of yoohs tomorrow night! la di das...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113291791533045499?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113291791533045499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113291791533045499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113291791533045499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113291791533045499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/hardstyle-disco-original-mix-yoji.html' title='hardstyle disco (original mix) - yoji biomehanika'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113282605285225739</id><published>2005-11-25T03:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:06:31.723+11:00</updated><title type='text'>out of control - LJ feat.david banner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; no-one atm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;they say what comes around goes around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i sure learnt my lesson today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if anyone ever decides to shop at THAT supre store in pitt st mall , give the staff your most eviliest asian dirties ever because they fucking deserve it! MOTHERFUKERS @#$$%^% !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they are so unbelievably inconsiderate nd the biggest bitches alive! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean at least be sympathetic, 'we' were apologetic yet all they did was laugh nd shove it in 'our' faces..SCUMBAGS! i have the biggest urge for revengence..*clenches fist*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yer if you stumble by that gay employee at the store, don't be fooled by his queerness! HIS A DICKNOB SLUT WANNABE FAG! ..give him dirrties too! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it wassen't all such a downsider, 'we' all had our laughs today, 'we' sure will look back nd remember this day..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanks to all the girls as well , yous turned the whole situation into a joke rather than something shameful..AHAHA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bitch :&lt;/span&gt; "can we take a picture of you's? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anonymous:&lt;/span&gt; "err why? we didn't take anything"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bitch:&lt;/span&gt; "because we don't want thieves in our store"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anonymous :&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt; fine, you can take a picture...........OF MY ASS!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahh that is a classic! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways TWO more days till hardwars..for some odd reason i'm not that g'eed up for it, but maybe because ken said it's forcasted to rain that night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well you know what..YOUR WRONG! i refuse to believe it will rain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean it better not..*prays*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the girls ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we ride together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we die together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bad BITCHES for life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;issent that right? AHAHAAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113282605285225739?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113282605285225739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113282605285225739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113282605285225739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113282605285225739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/out-of-control-lj-featdavid-banner.html' title='out of control - LJ feat.david banner'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113262495659804716</id><published>2005-11-23T08:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T20:58:36.940+11:00</updated><title type='text'>blackout - mashonda feat. nas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chattin&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; anthony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's lunch now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bludging at susan's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meant to be at school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how fabulous..hor hor hor..xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as yoohs can see i have changed my layout..i'm not really fond of it but i was forced to since my bloody entries wouldn't post up..-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways atm im burning songs off susan's playlist..i urgently need an update in rnb...im so delayed! LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmm blog next time, going to go search for some food &gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/1803/1600/fff.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/793/1803/320/fff.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who these two fags are? AHAHAHA &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113262495659804716?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113262495659804716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113262495659804716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113262495659804716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113262495659804716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/blackout-mashonda-feat-nas.html' title='blackout - mashonda feat. nas'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113240374226779700</id><published>2005-11-20T17:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:07:21.640+11:00</updated><title type='text'>emergency call -  the prophet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chattin&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; currently no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood &lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curse those heels! dammit my feet are damn sore right now&lt;em&gt;...*cries*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's currently 10:30pm and im home early on a saturday night AGAIN..omg im going insane!&lt;br /&gt;today was such a waste seeing as i did nothing what-so-ever..guess things didn't go accordingly ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;proposed plan :&lt;/em&gt; supposed to take a 'oztour' of the centrepoint tower but everyone had other plans so we had to postpone it..&lt;br /&gt;in the end, all we really did today was..&lt;br /&gt;bum..&lt;br /&gt;bumm again..&lt;br /&gt;nd more fucking bumming! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godamiit! i already purchased my ticket.. @$%#%#^ !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay so really, it's no big deal because it expires in 6 months, BUT im on a tightass budget right now..&lt;br /&gt;i mean this morning i could'nt even afford a freaking bus ticket, practicallly forced khang to give me his life savings worth of 95c...-_-"..but oh yes i saved $1.30 today! luckily tuan gave me, tony nd minh a lift to the city..ahhhh looks like im back to been a broke muddafarker..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hardwars is in 7 days nd i don't even know if i have anough dosh to pay for necesities..holy moly..&lt;br /&gt;and then the week after that is the formal! i needs to save up money for my much needed treatment of hair -_-"..arghhh money sure does revolve around our lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways, im really not in the bloggin mood, i think i'm gonna go set myself on my couch nd watch some movies..thank god for foxtel boxoffice ..xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;p.s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OMG! finally got myself a formal date...but keepin it as a surprise &lt;em&gt;*shhh!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Love is strong yet delicate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It can be broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;To truly&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;love is to understand this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;To be in &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; is to respect this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113240374226779700?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113240374226779700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113240374226779700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113240374226779700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113240374226779700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/emergency-call-prophet.html' title='emergency call -  the prophet'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113214519285714814</id><published>2005-11-17T18:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T20:46:27.900+11:00</updated><title type='text'>raise the bass - dj virus meets dj neo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;status &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;chattin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - michelle.danie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - WOOHOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OI OI OI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omg after 32 years of desperation, we have finally qualified for the world cup! holy moly whatta intense game, i had like bloody 10 heartattacks..-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well looks like the socceroos are crossing the hemisphere to play at germany but wattah killer! i mean c'mon, were the 'team from down under'...i WANT another home game! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahhh today was the first time i've ever heard my dad scream like a girl..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways issent harry kewell such a sexy marshmallow? yes i agree, maybe he should fancy a new haircut but still, what a darn sex machine! splendid game he played!..he looks like a cross breed of orlando bloom / david beckham. actually, his even better..xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;school today was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO boring! i cannot emphasis enough of the total boredness i suffered...arghh! nd talk about the freaking weather, like whats up with it! stupid wind ..nearly sent me flying! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways i'll make this entry nice nd short, fucking oath my throat is killing from too much screaming -_-"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY 15th B'DAY KIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113214519285714814?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113214519285714814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113214519285714814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113214519285714814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113214519285714814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/raise-bass-dj-virus-meets-dj-neo.html' title='raise the bass - dj virus meets dj neo'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113178097958369815</id><published>2005-11-16T13:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:33:26.836+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dissin - dj zany vs dj duro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chattin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - danie.khang.mezza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - freezing cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just realised that it's been quite a while since my last entry, but first of all i'd like to wish susan a...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY 16th B'DAY DUDE !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and guess what that means? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I DEMAND EVERYONE RAPE SUSAN RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;horhorhor...*&lt;em&gt;pulls susans pants down nd runs*&lt;/em&gt; LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways what has everyone been up to lately? yes i know yoohs can't answer back buh shuddup! its a 'rhetorical' question ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so did any of yooh suckers go sku today? [ another rhetorical question] well if yoohs did, HA HA suck marshmallows!!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today my school was supposed to start at 11 due to some strike but i decided not to go anyway since theres really no point attending only 3 periods..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so this morning michelle nd danie came over at around 10ish, we all bussed it to the city nd had our breakfast at maccas. shopped around QVB and myers [bumped in emily =P]..after we decided to buy susan a birthday cake, cake icing nd little tiaras for us girls. met up with kimi, gordan, rabbit nd filo n decided to decorate the cake but fark me dead i think we went a little overboard -__-"..the cake looked like it was floating in brown poo! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we then all bolted to the alleyway nd waited for the birthday girl to arrive but the candle bloody blew out before she even came so we had no choice but tu chuck it..then michelle bloody cuts off the topping of the cake ROFL..oh dear me.. btw eevryone, a moth flew in the cake too! LMAO.&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;in the end, the cake was..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;errrmmm..very spectacular..xD..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well i hope yooh liked our little surprise susan! ...ahhhh we all had to freakin stand in the wind + rain just for yooh...LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after we walked to capital square nd omfg, the wind nearly blew me away! ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;took some stickie fotos then bummed around at market ct nd bumped into jenipoo...hmm left at around 4ish nd i was forced to run for my bus! -_-"..how bloody embarrassin..AHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;overall i'm realy satisfied coz my formal outfit is finally complete! well i all really need is my earrings but i already know where to get them from..xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got these cute silver sally miller heels nd a free bag..think danies gettin THAT dress nd heels? aww looks goddamn hot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh my marshmallows the weather's so cold right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;N.S alert girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*points at susan&lt;/em&gt;*..LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;neways i think i better start doing my tutor work, got so much! ..ohh nd btww..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;CONGRALUATIONS KIMI + TRUNG !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; FIRST godspeed album release : double CD release featuring hardstyle and hardcore mixed by Australian DJ's Matrix and Suae. first of the series..click&lt;a href="http://www.happyhardcore.com"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt; for tracklistings xD &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113178097958369815?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113178097958369815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113178097958369815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113178097958369815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113178097958369815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/dissin-dj-zany-vs-dj-durostatus-online.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113171706314659590</id><published>2005-11-11T23:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:34:26.320+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;break free (scott brown remix) - teckno dredd alliance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chattin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - aaron.tony.danie.michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- exhausted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for love is not ours to command"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's a rumour flying around that at HARDWARS the music's going to be turned down at around 2am due to the disturbance it may cause to it's surrounding residentials..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BUT it's only a rumour [keyword : rumour!], so its not conclusive..even if it does happen, i doubt it would make a difference anyway.&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;15 more days till HARDWARS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*jumps up nd down!*&lt;/em&gt; ..the lights, the music, the people,the atmosphere..ahh i feel so hyper-active just thinking about it! ..the onli objective i have is that it's surely going to attract a gazillion blood-thirsty insects -_-"...i do not want to be a mosquito's prey that night so people, remember to bring your aerogard! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways, movin on..&lt;br /&gt;today me nd danie both agreed not to attend school..it wassen't because we were lazyshits, but our classes now-a-days are so plain pointless . i mean rather then spending those 6 precious hours watching movie after movie, i would prefer to do something more worthwild.....something worthwild like shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning i woke up ; had a shower, then...&lt;br /&gt;* susan came over at around 10ish&lt;br /&gt;* went metro so susan could hand in her resume..shopped around&lt;br /&gt;* bused to city&lt;br /&gt;* took capitals&lt;br /&gt;* shopped at george street&lt;br /&gt;* shopped around at QVB&lt;br /&gt;* shopped even more at pitt st&lt;br /&gt;* trained it back home&lt;br /&gt;* bused it work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was that! ahh sorry it was in pointform..it's just more efficient for me ..LOL&lt;br /&gt;in the end i spent only $80 on a necklace nd bracelet for the formal...might go back tomorrow with the boys so i can purchase those silver molini heels nd also help them find their suits..*&lt;em&gt;giggles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways i feel a little exhausted from all that trekking today, going to chuck a early niter..&lt;br /&gt;toodles! x0x0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113171706314659590?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113171706314659590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113171706314659590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113171706314659590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113171706314659590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/break-free-scott-brown-remix-teckno.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113153337319157501</id><published>2005-11-09T20:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:35:38.763+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;underground - UFO &amp;amp; Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;status &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chattin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- susan.danie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - sizzling hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my armpits proberly produced about 10 buckets of sweat today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;AHAHAHAHA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was abit of an exaggeration..but boy oh boy was it sizzling hot!&lt;br /&gt;can't the bloody clouds and sun make up their minds ..yesterday's forcast was freaking cold nd windy while today was the complete opposite! i mean can't they come to an agreement. i believe every month there should be even fornights of both hot and cold days..dat means both the sun and clouds get an even share of either pissing rain or pooing out sunrays..nd no-one will fucking complain! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear me..that did not make any sense... &lt;em&gt;*rewinds*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i attended another day of school...actually i literally forced myself to but all we really did was watch movies or have 'freetime'. i seriously see no point of staying because the teachers arn't even allowed to introduce yr 11 work till next year so.....bludge time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tomorrow i have a commerce exam but i've decided that i'm not going to even bother stuying because my brain needs some re-functioning..i don't want it to break-down anymore so i think i'll just let it relax tonight..who cares if i fail anyway, not like the marks are going to contribute to anything.. &lt;em&gt;*giggles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways does anyone still watch the soap series 'the bold and the beautiful'? as i flipped through the my tv today, i came across the show and never realised that it's still up and running! i remember i use to be totally obsessed in primary school nd i can't believe some of the actors nd actrsses are still there! ahhh brooke is still the evil old seductive mother &lt;em&gt;*rolls eyes*..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if 'passions' still on too? i haven't watched that in ages!..is charity still 'possessed' by demons? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways im going to go nd have a little treat...some relaxation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after all they've been through, can she still have feelings for him? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she has continously ignored what her hearts been trying to tell her but...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he has always been hiding under her skin..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;today..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he still remains solemnly in her heart...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;toodles! x0x0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113153337319157501?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113153337319157501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113153337319157501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113153337319157501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113153337319157501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/underground-ufo-marleystatus-online.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113143474775030106</id><published>2005-11-09T13:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:36:48.973+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heaven in my heart - UFO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chattin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - trung.khang.tina.jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - over the fucking moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hip hip horray! &lt;em&gt;*raises beer with the rest of yr 10'ers*&lt;/em&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;oh thank the lord..finally the sc is over nd guess what that means people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for some hardcore partying partying partying! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh just realised its been five days since my last entry. reason being is for the last few days i've been locked up in my room loading up my brain with as much information as i could. in OTHER words i have been studying my ballsacks off [well 'attempted'] nd bloody hell it was all useless useless useless! &lt;em&gt;*cries*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday we had our first english nd science exam. i belive that i did '&lt;em&gt;okay'&lt;/em&gt; [keyword : 'okay' -_-"] in science but i don't feel too confident with english..im freaking spewing coz in one of the writing sections, i was supposed to write an article on the risk factors of motor vehicle accidents buh stupid me read the question wrong nd instead wrote a letter to the editer! OMG &lt;em&gt;*bangs head against wall*..&lt;/em&gt;not only that but my short story was even more stupid..i wrote about a desperate boy who needed to go to the evil wizard's house nd retrieve a secret potion to cure his dying mum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know..i have no bloody imagination...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today we had our last two exams : maths nd hist/geo. usually im very cheery towards maths but as i looked at my testpaper today, my heart just broke into pieces. &lt;em&gt;*sticky tapes heart*..&lt;/em&gt;i don't know why but my head just felt totally blank? issert because i was paranoid or something?.. &lt;em&gt;*bangs head against wall agen*...&lt;/em&gt; nd sometimes when im reading the paper, i find myself wondering off nd thinking about other things, so by the time i finish reading the bloody question, i've forgotten what i've read. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-_-".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.does that happen to anyone or am i just a weirdo..i rekon i've wasted about 30 minutes in each exam just sitting there daydreaming..LOL...at least history was fine, but it required so much writing!..even my pen ran out but lucky i brought a spare wun ..o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but enough about me braggin about it! it's all over..at least we've all made it to the checkpoint of our schooling career - as quoted by trung..let's just hope the 2005 sc'ers arent that smart ..ROFL.. nahh onli jokin, im not that selfish! take that back..i hope the markers will be easy on us ..xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nehoo hoo, MOVIN ON..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday was kimi/matt/tuan/jenny's birthday bash.. nd fark me dead i have never seen so much vomit in my life! i saw pink vomit..RED vomit..green vomit..orange/yellow vomit..ahhh how fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;well firstly that morning me nd danie decided to go to the city nd search for our much needed jobs. in the end i handed in my resume in supre, two giordano stores nd jay jay's..but lets just pray they'll actaully call us back...we then walked our way to pitt street to find danie's formal dress but was disappointed because the dress i wanted tu show her seemed to have miracously disappeared? like wtf! i only saw it like a few days before..LOL...sho after rampaging around the city we met up with jenifa nd bused it to coogee. by the time we arrived half the people where either already drunk or tipsy. ahh ROFL to tuan..you looked like a caveman!&lt;br /&gt;stayed there nd had a few little chit chats here nd there with people i hadn't seen in ages.. poor old trang nd danie...K'Oed to the max! &lt;em&gt;ahahaaha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although the party ended abit sooner then thought due to sum certain EVENTS..i just hope everyones okay nd espiecally to tuan &lt;em&gt;..*gives a big massive hug*..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually everywun bussed it to back to to the ct buh meh nd lina decided tu go home early whilst the oddas stayed nd bummmed around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also to some significant people - startin shit now issen't going to help anyone because its not going to change the fact that it happened. it's not like 'hitting' someone is going to make things better, so why don't '&lt;em&gt;yoohs'&lt;/em&gt; just leave it behind nd forget about it because all '&lt;em&gt;yoohs'&lt;/em&gt; are actually doing is causing more trouble nd controversy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm everywun seems to be doing this quiz so i thought i might as well have tried it out nd its so tru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your views on education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actually exluding some factors..i do not find myself flirting seductively! nd nor do i have guys hanging off mah arm..ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways i've just realised how long this entry is..i sure do make up for those days!&lt;br /&gt;and to susan..how dare you criticise about my entry on yur blog! look at yurs..the colours don't even contrast yooh invader! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles! x0x0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! LMAO..tina's older brother just walked past my house nd he was singing to himself..AHAHAHAHA..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113143474775030106?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113143474775030106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113143474775030106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113143474775030106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113143474775030106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/heaven-in-my-heart-ufostatus-online.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113118918103695288</id><published>2005-11-06T17:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T22:21:13.076+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ello ! my fellow blog readers ! dis is janies blog invaded by da &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;mz`susion&lt;/span&gt; =] hehe .. wellz since she &lt;strong&gt;TRASHED&lt;/strong&gt; my blog .. full wrecked it man im gonna trash hers buh in a nice way ;) LOL .. welpz wah hab i been up to .. ? nuffink besides i jst got home from kfc wif da boiz n mel .. i was so hungry .. xD hahah .. uhm dats abt it ? wah shuld i talk abt ? ohh yerh im gonna reminisce back to our old dayz ! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;once upon a tym dere lived a girl named &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sushi&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;janie&lt;/span&gt; .. dey met each odda since da jerrasic tymz [ well not dat far bak ] ok .. maybe i dernos wen buh all i noe i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;t was even b4 we culd talk or noe wah lyf was .. i remember how we use to play teachers catch lizards camp in her room along wif helen .. oOoh da old tyms .. i use to be dere EVERY weekend n sleepova .. now i see dem 2 once every blue moon ? its so sad i noe &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* tearz *&lt;/span&gt; .. buh oh wellz wen we see each oddas its lyk nuffinks change ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all i can say is janies one &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;speshal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; person in sushis lyf .. n wifout her she wuldn`t noe how bearable lyf wuld be .. * couff * hehe jkz .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;x] janie noes sushi is always here for her no matter wut .. sushi will always support janie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no matter wut ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;en if it means a sex change .. anyffin for her =]=] even tho janies a tad bit small .. shes still speshal * winkz *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;sushi &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fckn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;luvs&lt;/span&gt; janie xox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113118918103695288?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113118918103695288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113118918103695288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113118918103695288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113118918103695288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/ello-my-fellow-blog-readers-dis-is.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113102100309248649</id><published>2005-11-04T18:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:38:01.543+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;before tomorrow - eclipse (breeze &amp;amp; styles remix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chattin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - tina.tony.michelle.trung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- hectic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" hi my name is janie, nd im a shopoholic..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately thursdays for me have become a &lt;em&gt;spend-all-your-savings-in-one-night&lt;/em&gt; spree. i feel so utterly satisfied coming home yet again with more advancements to my wardrobe..&lt;em&gt;hor hor hor&lt;/em&gt;. i rememeber just last week i was down to 300 from $400 nd now im only left with a staggering 180 bux! actually it would sound better if i had $240 but stupid maccas worker cashed out 60 dollars when i only fuking asked for 6 bux! stupid deaf-head ugly mole boy * &lt;em&gt;clenches fist*..&lt;/em&gt;6 dollars /60 dollars?..how could you have misheard me, there's a big differnce! lucky for him im not the whingin type sho i just walked off pretending nothing happened! i know that 60 dollars won't be staying in my wallet for much longer...-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways, today's intense heat made school a living hell. i guess we didn't really suffer that much becuase of the air conditioners but i think the school over-reacted a little. everytime we entered the class, we would be sitting there growing goosebumps, but the minute we stepped out of class, the weather would just dwell over our bodies nd make us sweat sweat sweat!! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know when your in like a freezing room nd da second you walk out into the sun, you have this massive headache? well that's how i felt......only about 6 times! [ 6 periods]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after school, went to city nd im so greatful to have finally bought my formal dress! &lt;em&gt;*jumps up nd down*.&lt;/em&gt;i don't want to describe reveal how it looks like [LOL] because i want it to be a little surprise but i guess its really simple, just a cocktail dress. thank god the hassles ovah..all ireally need is to funk it up with accessories nd woaahhloaaa! lucky for me im gettin my make-up nd manicures for free since my aunty's a beautician! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yer..i also have to search for my partner. GREAT GREAT GREAT -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides the dress i also bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;2 polo tops [ cotton on]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - $30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;black demin pants [ jay jay's ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - $45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;top [ supre]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - $40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;jewellery [diva]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - errr *zipppss*..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked practically all over the city nd my feet are so sore &lt;em&gt;*cries*..&lt;/em&gt;is walking considered excercising? it better be coz i had a mighty good work-out! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh suger plums, only 4 more days till school certificate exams...i feel abit guilty coz i'm supposed to start studying but everytime i open my books i don't know where to start!..does anyone wanna volunteer to be my study partner? =] hor hor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways better leave nd show you's some of my shower power! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;p.s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *yay! swapped my hardwars for a vip [ well got that keyring fingy ] with this dude at my school..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;me nd trung just had a really interesting conversation nd it dwardled on us how much we have become distant with some of our friends. since both of us, nd proberly many others, have stopped bumming nd going out, we seem to have lost some touch in our friendship 'circle'..i don't know..hard to desribe how I feel, but i hardly get to see the usual boys anymore...reminiscing about the old days when we use to all go to the same school reminded me of how much fun we all use to have. reflecting on us today..most are separated nd i guess we've noticed alot of changes in many people. of course there are many good factors while others just seemed to have swivelled a little to the wrong side..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113102100309248649?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113102100309248649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113102100309248649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113102100309248649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113102100309248649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/before-tomorrow-eclipse-breeze-styles.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113080718119559899</id><published>2005-11-02T07:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:39:13.853+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;drifting away - impact &amp;amp; resist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chattin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- michael.tony.minh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mood&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuffy nose. headache. nausea. dizziness. sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitty shitty bang bang! this cold is killing me =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning my alarm rang to notify me to wake up nd go to school, but my helpless body would'nt listen to me nd decided that it'd rather stay in bed nd rest for the whole day. poor old danie is left at school on her own! i hope you are okay nd hopefully won't be attacked or harrassed by any of the tempe predators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*blows nose*.&lt;/em&gt; the weird thing is that i don't recall any certain events which may have caused me to catch this sickness. it's not like any of my family members are sick, nd whilst i was at lianna's house the other day, no-one was either.&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; the weather's been fine for the last 2 days so it can't be because of me not keeping warm&lt;em&gt;...*thinks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you get sick from drinking too much water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday night, the girls bummed over lianna's, had a bbq nd ended up playing a game of blackjack. losers had to drink wun full humungus cup of water nd due to my lack of skills nd total bad luck, i was forced to drink nearly 5 cups of water! [in less than half an hr]..but nah can't be because of that! water is healthy for your body because supposedly when your sick, your body's thirsty - quoted by michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm mayb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the water is contaminated! &lt;em&gt;*points at lianna*&lt;/em&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah can't be since the rest of the girls drank water as well nd everyone seems to be in fine condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm mayb ..just mayb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DO I HAVE THE BIRD FLU?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*quickly researches*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Symptoms of bird flu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fever&lt;br /&gt;- Sore throat&lt;br /&gt;- Muscle aches&lt;br /&gt;- Headache&lt;br /&gt;- Lethargy&lt;br /&gt;- Conjunctivitis (eye infections)&lt;br /&gt;- Breathing problems&lt;br /&gt;- Chest pains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the only symptoms that i'm suffering from is a sore throat nd a headache under that category. *&lt;em&gt;pheww*..&lt;/em&gt;highly doubt i have that flu, think i just plainly caught a cold simply from some-one either from school or something.&lt;br /&gt;but im on the look out! just incase..so people read those symtpoms nd make sure your not infected by it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*blows nose again*&lt;/em&gt; . ok i think i better go nd make myself breakfast, im hungry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yum yum! i just ate a krispy kreme..but did you know? 1 krispy kremes equals 20 points. people who plan to lose weight are supposed to only eat 40 points a day, therefore 2 krispy kremes is equivalent to a day's meal. great... i ate 3 yesterdai -_-"&lt;strong&gt; [/edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113080718119559899?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113080718119559899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113080718119559899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113080718119559899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113080718119559899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/11/drifting-away-impact-resiststatus.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113065885867254427</id><published>2005-10-31T14:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:40:36.210+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;science &amp;amp; religion (Qlimax anthem 2005) - dj zany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- currently nowun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- backs achin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's just something so special about easyway's green tea..-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just returned from the longest toilet session of my life. nd no, i was not chucking a monster poo, i was actually sitting on the toilet urinating for 3 bloody minutes non-stop! it was like a tidal wave! no actually it was like a waterfall of....errr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK never mind, too much information there ..but damn do i feel much lighter or wah? , it feels fantastic to release all those contamination floating in my body into the toilet bowl..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up to the annoyance of my phone's alarm..didn't really get much sleep because of daylight savings buh forced myself out of my bed anyway . so i made myself a quick breakfast then bused it to work. by the time i arrived, my whole jeans was totally drenched in water because of the rain, but i praise of the dull weather because work was such a bludge nd thankfully i got let off 2 hours earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of work, i am desperately in need of a new job! something that deprives of fast foods nd doesn't require too much communicating with the customers. nd of course, a job that provides a damn good pay! &lt;em&gt;*ching ching*..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i have recently been offered to become a &lt;em&gt;'crew trainer'&lt;/em&gt;, meaning i get paid abit extra nd have more responsibility but i highly doubt i will work there any longer. i need a bloody job that keeps me motivated ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways whilst i was sitting on the bus, i coudln't help but notice two girls [ proberly around 20-24 years old] who were sitting infront of me. it wasn't like they were disturbing me, but they were completly going insane beacuse they were so joyful because they've just met eachother after 2 years [ i heard them say, im such a nosy bitch. ROFL].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got me thinking about all my &lt;em&gt;old school&lt;/em&gt; friends. i wonder where and what they are doing right now? i mean, i remember promising them that i'd always keep in contact nd never lose touch..&lt;br /&gt;but as we slowly developed into new people, we seemed to have all become distant..nd now i don't even know where half of them are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've just disapeared out of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just saddens me because each and everyone of them has definely influenced me in many ways to make me become who i am today. i have the urge to call some up, but then wouldn't it be abit weird? they'll proberly think im just a lonely girl who has no friends anymore or something...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's one girl whom i took totally for granted nd have got myself into a big situation. looking back i totally regret of my selfishness nd stupidity. i guess i misjudged her, i guess i was been a bitch? even though she was my buddy for many years, now-a-days i don't even talk to her. even worse, i don't even bother saying hi to her when she walks past. BUT i have decided that i'm going to try to mend our friendship..i've unblocked her from my list [ blocked her for nearli half year], nd hopefully i can try to sort things out with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nd if things don't work out..at least i tried&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113065885867254427?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113065885867254427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113065885867254427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113065885867254427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113065885867254427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/10/science-religion-qlimax-anthem-2005-dj.html' title=''/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113058086745440207</id><published>2005-10-29T19:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T20:16:02.013+11:00</updated><title type='text'>starlight - dowster,dougal &amp; gammer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;status&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- danie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;" all it takes is one mistake to leave behind one thousand regrets.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a hoi hoi fellow readers!&lt;br /&gt;you's are proberly cheering on the fact that i have finally decided to put an effort into changing my lay-out. dear oh dear i was getting abit fed up with looking at pink.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it is currently 7:50 nd im eagerly waiting for my dad to return home so we can set out the dinner table. my mum won't let me eat as she wants us all to sit down nd eat as a 'family'. although i don't even know how that's going to work out since my sister's not even home. don't know if i can wait any longer as i can smell the delicious aroma of my mum's home cooking..the poor tummy of mine won't stop crying out for food! &lt;em&gt;*grumbles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww there's absolutly no-one online..which means there's no-one to entertain meh! &lt;em&gt;*cries&lt;/em&gt;, guess everyone is out nd about since its a saturday night..&lt;br /&gt;all i really did today was confide in the four walls of my house [ ok so there's more walls than that] nd pig out on as much food that was miracously disappearing from my fridge every so often. i predict that i will be half blind by the time im 30 since i was practically glued to the tv screen for nearli 6 hours. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my record was 10 hours but that was when i was 12 years old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways im not really in the blogging mood, better go clean my room..nd remeber to tag before you leave! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;p.s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bought my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HARDWARS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;ticket! hope to see you's there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113058086745440207?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113058086745440207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113058086745440207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113058086745440207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113058086745440207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/10/starlight-dowsterdougal-gammer.html' title='starlight - dowster,dougal &amp; gammer'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424325.post-113057735330864428</id><published>2005-10-26T19:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T20:21:52.053+11:00</updated><title type='text'>right here - re-con</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;status&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chatting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- currently no-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - relieved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today consisted totally of shoppin!&lt;br /&gt;shoppin..&lt;br /&gt;shoppin..&lt;br /&gt;nd more shoppin! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh doesn't it just feel great comming home with a bigger nd better wardrobe! ahhh shopping was my much needed therapy..hor hor hor..well whilse half of yooh suckers were stuckk at school, susan, michelle nd i went on a 'shop till you drop' adventure. nd boy oh boy was it hot 2day or what! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up 10, WALKED all the way to m'ville station ; michelle hopped on the train nd we picked up susan at bankstown ; ordered eye contacts ; shopped at banks centro nd bought some stuff ; went to eat ; trained it to the ct den took some capitals ; den shopped some more nd blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;overall i bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;4 various t-shirts ( jay jay's)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - $15 each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;turqoise polo shirt (jay jay's)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - $25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;pink tanktop (supre)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - $9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;2 hot shorts (supre)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - $10 each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;hot pink havianas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - $17&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; assortment of jewellery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - ummmmm&lt;em&gt; *zipp*&lt;/em&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomoro i think i shall shop some more..*&lt;em&gt;nods head*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways whilst i was on the train to tutor, i could'nt help notice a man standin infront of me who was intensly diggin his dirrty nd disgusting finger up his nostrils. it was so revolting nd disgusting! o.0but to make things worse, the guy successfully got his snot nd U NOE WAHT HE DID WITH IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE ATE IT!! ew ew ewwwwww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it just me or it this partically weird nd foul minded. who in the hell eats their own snot?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nose-picking&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;/span&gt; defined as the act of removing foreign matter of mucus from the nose with finger , also called rhinotillexomani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but did you know, there are many characteristics and common traits that define what style of a &lt;em&gt;'nose picker'&lt;/em&gt; you are? soo0oo..which one are you&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The delicate dippers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - this is when a well-manicured fingernail is gently inserted just inside the nostril. where upon whateevr is lurking inside the nose is removed. These people are often well-mannered and groomed and would much rather pick their nose than be caught with a cliffhanger. These individuals are self-possessed and wear expressions of haughtiness. Beauty queens, the social elite and most anyone often employ this style on a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gold Diggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: now these individuals often insert their finger into the nostril to the first knuckle and rotate ensuring complete removal of matter .Expressions of intense concentration cover the face while their posture is hunched yet aggressive. Although, this style is commonly used by professional types and perfectionists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flickers&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; The removal of matter from nose can range from the "digger" to the "dipper." It is the flick of finger against thumb that defines this particular style of picking. The individual possesses expressions of either complete oblivion or of intense rage. In the case of oblivion, the flicker is often engaged in some other activity while picking and is simply removing the booger. then last buh not least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liars&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Those who plainly just deny, deny, deny! These individuals have clean hands and faces. Their complexions are clear and their nasal passages are in a state of general well-being. These individuals wear expressions of disgust and their postures demonstrate contempt. Individuals who claim they have never picked their nose most often employ this style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. *&lt;em&gt;points at everywun nd runs&lt;/em&gt;* =] neways my nose feels a lil itchy..hor hor..better go sumwhere private nd pick it out =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424325-113057735330864428?l=shizzle-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/113057735330864428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424325&amp;postID=113057735330864428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113057735330864428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424325/posts/default/113057735330864428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shizzle-baby.blogspot.com/2005/10/right-here-re-con.html' title='right here - re-con'/><author><name>janie*=P</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02405961293465077094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
